Life With You

George Sheng entered the house with Song Xi in his arms, Wangcai ran out to greet him when he heard the sound. There was a bell from Song Xiqiang around his neck. The sound of the bell was particularly pronounced in the quiet night.

Song Xi was still dizzy. When she heard the movement, she tried to open her eyes wide and muttered: "Wangcai, where is Wangcai?"

George Sheng changed her shoes in the hallway and put her on the ground. Song Xi couldn't stand still, holding George Sheng's arm, his legs like two noodles.

George Sheng took her waist and led her to the sofa in the living room. Song Xi could not get up after sitting down. George Sheng lifted her leg and helped her take off her boots.

Wangcai jumped onto the sofa and stepped on Song Xi's stomach with a paw, and almost didn't step on her to throw up. George Sheng whispered, "Go down!"

Wangcai immediately jumped off the sofa and sat aside honestly.

He took off his coat and threw her on the sofa, and hugged her sideways again. Song Xi's body was in the air, and she felt light and fluttering. The room was not lighted up. She squinted in the dark, only vaguely seeing someone's outline, lips The flap opened, she whispered: "Xiao Sheng..."

"Ok?"

"I'm home...you promised to sing to me."

George Sheng walked upstairs holding Song Xi, and replied calmly: "You sing me one first."

He took advantage of her to be drunk and unscrupulously attacked her, intending to deceive her like telling a joke, but Song Xi was reluctant this time, and started fluttering in his arms: "Speaking is nothing, you promised me... "

George Sheng hugged her and walked to the second floor platform, stood still, and threatened: "If you spoil, I will carry you into my room."

Song Xi stopped, with a heavy nasal voice, and asked softly, "Why are you going to your room?"

George Sheng's voice is low: "What do you mean?"

Song Xi's voice was not loud, but she replied very frankly: "You want to sleep with me."

George Sheng was all over his body, and his heartbeat was fast. Before vowing that he would never come in after drinking, she repeatedly challenged him, spurned him, and made him shake again and again.

She was just over ninety catties, and George Sheng hugged her effortlessly, standing still in no hurry. George Sheng asked her in a low voice, "Are you afraid?"

Song Xi lay in his arms comfortably, smiling lightly and replied: "Not afraid, I want to sleep with you too."

With a buzzing in George Sheng's ear, his desire broke through his reason almost instantly, and Song Xi said slowly, "Although it will happen sooner or later, but not now, I'm a serious person. I'm going to bed after knowing three days... Don't even think about it."

George Sheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down and whispered, "We have known each other for a year."

Song Xi said: "I have known each other for a year, and you have been scolding me and bullying me. If you don't tell me, I forgot, you bastard, how could you treat me like this..."

Song Xi said more and more aggrieved, and suddenly started crying. George Sheng looked blank, and there was no time to stop her. She cried more and more loudly. The choking was full of sadness, which made people feel distressed. He instinctively coaxed: "I Don't scold you or bully you, don't cry."

Song Xi kept his eyes closed, deaf ears, and still cried. George Sheng had no choice but to carry her up to the third floor first.

Putting her on the bed, George Sheng had time to take her hand away. Song Xi was already twitching at this time. He took a tissue to wipe her tears and whispered: "Say wind is rain, are you the weather forecaster? ?"

Song Xi didn't speak, but sobbed.

George stared at her face, and she could see her features in the dark. After having tolerated it for so long before, he could finally satisfy his selfish desires without any distractions.

Bend his head, he kissed her lips, soft as imagined, with a hint of salty taste. It was the tears that flowed down on it. He quickly licked it clean, and then opened her lips and teeth, wanting more many.

After drunk, Song Xi was more obedient than usual. George Sheng didn't encounter any resistance and easily got what he wanted. Originally, he just wanted to taste nothing and satisfy his heart after thinking about it all night, just as he was about to look up. Song Xi suddenly stretched out her arm to wrap around his neck, and at the same time, her tongue moved, and she cautiously touched him, similarly responding.

George Sheng only paused for less than two seconds, and immediately kissed her again, deep kisses, as if to **** out all of her heart, soul, and soul. It's best to let her live in her body.

Song Xi was very bold. It didn't take long to stir up George Sheng's heat, and his thin lips moved away from her lips and kissed her white and delicate neck.

Itchy, Song Xi folded her arms and shrank her neck: "Itchy."

George Sheng breathed hot, his lips pressed to her ears, his voice was extremely low, and he couldn't tell whether it was anger or joy: "You are too bad..."

Song Xi also said in a very low voice, softly, "You are bad."

George Sheng bit her earlobe, neither light nor heavy, obviously particularly addicted, Song Xi hummed softly, trying to push him away.

George Sheng was useless, but the step of raising his head just lost his life.

Sitting on the edge of the bed with his hands on both sides of Song Xi, George Sheng looked at her and asked in a low voice, "Are you awake?"

Song Xi lazily replied: "I am not sober, very impulsive, so you have to restrain it."

With desire and joy in his eyes, George Sheng couldn't help but stretched out his hand and scraped her nose, and said, "The chicken thief is talking about you."

Drunk like this, she still maintains a sense of intelligence, able to distinguish the situation, and while holding the bottom line, it makes him feel unhappy.

She didn't say that she didn't want it, but instead said she wanted it, but it was not now, and he was more sober than her. If she forced her at this moment, it was his fault.

She is really doing bad things, but she has carried her reputation as good people.

She knew she was bad, but how could she not like it?

In the darkness, Song Xi's eyes were opened and closed for a while, while George Sheng focused on her.

Not long after, Song Xi closed her eyes completely and said in a low voice: "You sing a song to me and I will sleep obediently."

George Sheng knew that even if he didn't sing, she wouldn't be able to endure it for long, but this kind of her made him willing to do everything for her and promise all her requirements.

Lying sideways beside her, George Sheng stretched out his hand and scratched her face, and asked softly, "What do you want to hear?"

Feeling the body temperature of the people around him, Song Xi simply turned sideways, put an arm around his waist, buried his face on his collarbone, and replied in a muffled voice, "It's all fine."

George Sheng sang the song, and Song Xi really heard it. The deep magnetic voice was on her head, but she really drank too much, let alone whether it sounds good or not, even what he sang, Mandarin and Cantonese, lyrics content, everything do not remember.

Before George Sheng finished singing a song, Song Xi was completely asleep. He helped her cover the quilt, kissed her on the cheek, and turned around.

After returning to the room, the first thing George Sheng did was to enter the bathroom. The warm water flow and the closed space, the water drops flowing down the black and soft hair, his head was slightly hanging, his mind was full of Song Xi's face. , Her kiss, her body... This is the third time he thought of her doing this kind of thing, the first time was the night she took the aromatherapy burner to him; the second time he slept in the drunk spring breeze, Listening to Ji Guanxin and his girlfriend next door tossing from dark to dawn.