Life With You

George Sheng couldn't distinguish the joy and anger on his handsome face, staring at her, and whispered: "What do you mean?"

Song Xi said, "Who makes you push me every time?"

George Sheng didn't say anything. He just wanted to raise his head. Song Xi stretched his hand around his neck and pulled him down. He raised his chin and gave him a quick kiss on his lips: "Alright?"

George Sheng didn't move, his thin lips opened: "No."

Song Xi had to pull him down again and took the initiative to put the upper lips together. The four soft lips were pressed together. She lowered her eyes, like a very serious doctor, working hard to repair his trauma, but she only wandered outside, he It was the tongue that hurt.

She teased him for a few seconds, and George Sheng was still antagonistic, and the tip of her tongue opened her lips and teeth, turning a light kiss into a deep kiss.

This time he was obviously gentler than before. Song Xi closed his eyes and responded to him, trying to make up for the mistake of biting him.

On such a quiet night, the two lonely men and widows were in love, and it was inevitable that they would accidentally get lost in love. When George Sheng's hand attempted to lift her clothes, Song Xi held his wrist for the first time.

George Sheng opened his eyes and saw Song Xi's flushed cheeks and some flustered eyes.

Pink lips lightly opened, and she asked aloud: "Are you all right now?"

George Sheng spoke, his voice low and dull: "It's still hurting."

Song Xi said, "Then I will treat you tomorrow."

This was a pun, and the two knew each other well. George Sheng still pressed her and asked in a low voice, "Isn't it possible today?"

Song Xi whispered back: "Today's'medicine' has been used up."

George Sheng's always cold eyes, seldom immersed in **** colors, lowered his head, and said, "I still want to cure."

Song Xi pressed his wrist slightly hard, and whispered, "You have to listen to the doctor."

George Sheng knew what she was worried about, his eyes drooped, staring at her plump lips, and replied in a low voice: "I will just kiss and do nothing else."

After all, he even raised the hand on her waist initiatively to prop it up against her face, covering her head with his big hand, and then gently following it.

Song Xi numbs her scalp to the tips of her fingers, and George Sheng lowered her head to kiss her again. In her heart, she was worried that he was suffocating, but she was enjoying the tingling kiss again.

The kiss lasted for half a minute. In the end, George Sheng looked up first, looked at her for two or three seconds, then quickly turned over and sat up, reached for the cigarette case on the coffee table, and lit a cigarette.

Song Xi blushed, her whole body limp, and while sitting up, she fiddled with her hair twice.

The room was too quiet, and George Sheng in the black bathrobe was too attractive. Song Xi's brain was blank for three to five seconds before he said: "I have to go to work tomorrow. I will go back to sleep."

George Sheng breathed out a mouthful of white smoke and said aloud, "I will see you off tomorrow."

Song Xi said, "Are you going to get up early tomorrow?"

George Sheng said: "I want to see you off."

Song Xi happily bloomed in her heart, and said softly, "Okay, then you go to bed early and good night."

George Sheng said ‘um’ and Song Xi came out of his room. When she was alone, she didn’t control it and let the corners of her lips rise wantonly.

The next morning, Song Xi specially got up an hour early and went downstairs to prepare breakfast. There was a bread machine in the kitchen, but she didn’t use it before. She heated four slices of bread, fried ham and eggs, and topped with cheese. She made two servings. Sandwich, two more cups of sweet milk are heated.

When George Sheng came downstairs, Song Xi had just finished doing it and asked him to come over for breakfast.

Looking at the carefully arranged breakfast, George Sheng was a little bit unbelievable, and his voice inevitably carried a bit of jokes: "How come you suddenly opened up?"

Song Xi sat across from him, with an arrogant expression replied: "There are only things I don't want to do, nothing I can't do."

George Sheng said, "Well, you will also cook dinner later."

Song Xi said, "I usually don't have time. Besides, you don't have time to eat at home."

George Sheng said: "As long as you have time to cook, I will try to come back to eat."

Song Xi took a sip of milk and asked, "There are so many delicious foods out there, why do you have to force me to cook?"

George Shengyun replied in a calm and natural tone: "How can a wife not cook for her husband?"

What he said was more natural, as if it were justified, Song Xi couldn't tell whether he was happy or what, but instinctively raised his eyebrows: "Are you machismo? Why didn't you do it for me?"

Unexpectedly, George Sheng returned quickly: "Also, we will try to eat at home when we are not busy in the future."

He lived one by one, just like the two are really married, a real husband and wife, Song Xi's heart is soft, but also faintly sour.

I’ve known him for a year and lived here for a year. She originally thought he was a hard-hearted man who didn’t cover the hot stone at all. She didn’t expect that the ice outside was too thick, although he still looks Indifference and danger are mostly indifferent, but after all, she has seen his gentle appearance, and she knows that it is the extreme of the ice and fire that makes people want to stop.

After dinner, he personally drove Song Xi to go to work. On the way, he took the initiative to say: "I asked someone to fix the car. The weather is bad recently. Don't drive by yourself. I will send you off during the day and someone will pick you up at night.

Song Xi said, "I didn't blame me yesterday. It was someone who chased me behind. I have no problem driving."

George Sheng only said three words: "Listen to me."

Song Xi knew that he was kind, but he inevitably dropped his mouth.

A few seconds later, George Sheng asked aloud, "What do you want?"

"Ok?"

"I don't let you drive by yourself. You are not happy. If you say something you want or want to do, I will help you achieve it."

This feeling is especially like Santa Claus, responsive to requests, Song Xi curled her lips, and said, "Anything will do?"

George Sheng looked forward: "Basically, I can do it."

Song Xi thought about it for a while, and found that apart from being particularly happy, he couldn't think of any specific things and things.

"Let me think about it, and tell you when I think about it."

George Sheng said ‘um’. In fact, he only wanted her to be happy.

Driving to the entrance of the hospital, Song Xi unfastened his seat belt and got off the car. George Sheng asked, "Did you forget something?"

Just as Song Xi was about to answer, she met his obviously hinted gaze. She glanced outside the car. People came and went. Before no one was paying attention, she quickly leaned over and kissed his lips: "I'm leaving. , Bye."

Song Xi just got out of the car and didn't take two steps before he heard someone shouting behind him: "Xiao Xi."

Turning to see, it was Han Chunmeng who had just got out of the car. Han Chunmeng ran over, and the two of them walked in with their arms.

At the entrance of the hospital, George Sheng was sitting on the black Land Rover, and the driver's seat of the jeep opposite opened. Gu Dongxu got out of the car and walked to his side.

George Sheng lowered the car window. Gu Dongxu looked at him, neither humble nor overbearing, with reluctance hidden in his eyes, and he called out, "Uncle."

George Sheng said, "Get in the car."