Life With You

After a few more minutes, Song Xi closed his eyes and asked, "Can you see in?"

George Sheng said ‘um’.

Song Xi said: "A lie, I didn't even hear you turn the page."

George Sheng replied solemnly: "I see through."

Song Xi couldn't help but smile and opened his eyes.

George Sheng looked at her sideways, his thin lips opened, and he asked in a low voice, "Isn't he shouting sleepy, why didn't you sleep?"

Song Xi's body was hot and hot, and he took out the other arm, and replied softly, "I'm so sleepy, I can't sleep when you are here."

George Sheng said: "I didn't bother you again."

Song Xi pursed her mouth. He didn't bother her ears, but he quarreled her heart. She finally understood what it means to have beauty on the side. Her heart was like a wild horse living with joy, running rampant and jumping. Can't jump enough, how can I still fall asleep?

With half-dangling eyelids, Song Xi said softly: "I have to get up early tomorrow. Go down."

George Sheng was not upset, but said without changing his face, "You have to get used to it sooner or later."

Song Xi glanced at his face as soon as he was menopausal, his heart beating fast, and his cheeks were hot.

Don't look away, she grunted and closed her eyes helplessly or speechlessly.

George Sheng looked at her tossingly insomnia, and her black pupils were narrow in the depths. It's worthwhile that he was also exhausted here all over. Don't make it easy. He wants to see how long she can survive. .

He is like a good hunter, in order to capture his favorite prey, he will spend a lot of energy and time, just to hit the target.

In terms of patience and endurance, he is excellent.

At first, Song Xi turned sideways to face him, but later changed to lying flat, but finally couldn't sleep, so she had to give up holding hands with him and turned around to sleep.

George Sheng asked: "Do you want me to turn off the light?"

Song Xi was so sleepy that she jumped wildly in her temples, and subconsciously replied, "Are you not reading anymore?"

After all, without waiting for George Sheng to answer, she took another sentence herself: "Forget that you are Mao Tou Sheng."

The voice fell, with a very soft sound, and George Sheng turned off the only bedside lamp in the room.

The room was instantly dark, Song Xi opened her eyes and saw nothing for a while, only that George Sheng was still sitting behind him.

It was silent late at night, Song Xi pricked up her ears, and within a few seconds, she could hear the sound of turning over the book. She turned around curiously, her eyes adjusted to the darkness, and she vaguely saw a figure sitting on the side of the bed with a book in her hand.

Her lips opened, and she asked aloud, "Where did you see it?"

George Sheng said: "The student was caught by the teacher while watching his mobile phone in class, and said to the teacher: What you teach is useless. The teacher said: I don't allow you to talk about yourself like that."

Song Xi paused for a second before giggling.

George Sheng said: "The reaction is really slow."

Song Xi retracted her smile and said, "Then you haven't smiled yet."

George Sheng said: "Laughing, high heels and slow response are two different things."

Song Xi refused to accept George Sheng and said that he laughed a lot. Remembering that Han Chunmeng told her a joke two days ago, she almost didn't laugh her to death. She opened her mouth and said, "The sun called Xiaocao, what did you say?"

George Sheng paused for a while, then said: "My day."

Song Xi opened his eyes wide in the darkness: "Have you heard of it?"

"No."

"Then how do you know?"

"clever."

She couldn't see his face clearly, but she could hear the arrogant words in his words. Song Xi turned to his side and turned her eyes to continue: "The answer is not complete. What the sun said is: My day, is it you?"

"Xiao Cao said: I am Cao, who are you?"

"My day."

"Who the **** are you?"

"My day, my day!"

"After a few rounds of debate between the sun and Xiaocao, at this time, Sun's mother answered the phone..." Song Xi couldn't help laughing before he said, raising her hand to smooth her chest, stabilize her emotions, and continue to say, "My day. Damn, are you the grass, where is your mother?"

Song Xi beat children who didn't swear swear words, so in order to alleviate embarrassment, Song Xi changed the child's voice unconsciously and made the pronunciation of every word as clear as possible.

George Sheng curled up the corners of his lips and said with a chuckle: "Do you want to sleep?"

She was so cute. She was so cute that he couldn't help but want to open the quilt and bully him fiercely, but Song Xi didn't hear what he meant, and smiled and replied: "Is it funny? He said you laughed a lot, what day If you have time to sit with Da Mengmeng, she can make you cry."

George Sheng said: "Are you sure we are sitting together, I cry, isn't she crying?"

Song Xi told George Sheng that he scared Han Chunmeng into tears, but he didn't expect him to remember it.

I was too sleepy before, and now I was smiling. George Sheng took a hand by Song Xi and chatted with him aimlessly. Sometimes he would laugh, and Song Xi would feel particularly fulfilled.

I never thought that one day the two would gossiping on the same bed. The most rare thing was that George Sheng was unconsciously bored. He would stay with her whenever she wanted to say.

Before he knew it, George Sheng glanced at the time. It was already two o'clock in the morning, and he said to Song Xi: "Go to sleep, what do you want to talk about tomorrow night."

Song Xi was so energetic that he thought George Sheng was going to leave, and was downhearted. He whispered, "Good night."

Unexpectedly, George Sheng lay down in the same place, next to Song Xi.

Song Xi missed a beat in his heart, and subconsciously said, "What are you doing?"

George Sheng said: "Sleep."

Song Xi raised her eyebrows: "Aren't you going to your room?"

George Sheng said in a low voice: "Tired."

After making it clear that he was shameless, Song Xi watched his side face quietly, was silent for a while, and said, "Get the quilt."

He didn't cover anything, and he would be cold when he fell asleep in the middle of the night.

George Sheng still said in a low voice: "No."

Song Xi frowned: "The New Year is almost coming, don't catch a cold."

"It's okay."

Song Xi sat up and wanted to take his hand away from his palm. George Sheng held her and said, "What are you doing?"

Song Xi said, "I will help you get the quilt."

The voice fell for two seconds, and George Sheng suddenly grabbed the quilt. Song Xi only felt a gust of wind coming in. The next moment, the double quilt had been evened, most of which covered her, the other half covered him, the two of them In the empty space in the middle, half a person can sleep.

Before she had any objections, George Sheng said: "Sleep well, I won't touch you."

Song Xi was motionless, the quilt was very warm, partly from her body temperature, and the faint heat coming from not far away was from George Sheng.

Everyone is an adult, and some things do happen sooner or later. Song Xi can decide when to nod, but she can't stop the natural development of feelings.

From the moment she promised him to go upstairs, she knew he was not reading a book.

Under the quilt, George Sheng held Song Xi's hand again. She didn't say a word. He guessed that she was nervous and cautious, for fear that he would move again.

As his apple moved up and down, he said in a low voice: "Go to sleep, I won't force you."

Song Xi closed her eyes, her cheeks flushed, and secretly said that she was not afraid of him, but that she could not help but force him.