Life With You

The two chatted for a while. George Sheng knew all Song Xi's actions at the party, including her driving Song Yuan out.

Speaking of Song Yuan, Song Xi didn't fight with anger, and said, "I was really used to her before. If it weren't for my dad's sadness, I would have exposed her old days!"

This is the case these days, shameless people have no fear, but shameless people are controlled everywhere.

George Sheng said calmly: "Just leave it alone."

Song Xi leaned one of his arms and said, "How are you going to deal with her? Although I hate her very much, I can't really find someone to beat her. Besides, she is a kind of person in my heart. On, the symptoms are not the root cause, I am a little bit out of her way."

It's like a toad doesn't bite or respond.

George Sheng still looked like a light cloud, his thin lips opened: "I specialize in treating bad eyes."

Not to mention the beauty in the lover’s eyes, just like George Sheng, when Song Xi had the worst trouble with him in the past, he would also be fair to praise him for his good looks, not to mention how she looks so pleasing to the eye now. See how fascinated.

The corner of her lips twitched slightly, and she said in a half-joking and half-serious tone: "Song Yuan is the little devil who met Lord Yan in front of you. It's worse than she can count."

George Sheng's eyes turned, his lazy and confusing gaze fell on Song Xi's face: "I will help you, you scold me."

Song Xi hurriedly changed into a flattering face that was obviously unconcerned, and smiled and said, "Where is it? I am complimenting you, what's wrong with being bad? If a man is not bad and a woman doesn't love, I like your bad spirit. "

Except for the episode of quarreling with Song Yuan, Song Xi is in a very good mood tonight, and all these are attributed to George Sheng. She is in a good mood, her mouth is naturally sweet, and she has a set of love talks.

George Sheng stared at her face. Three seconds later, his voice was low: "Don't hook me."

Song Xi's heart trembled, and her body was soft, but she said, "This is not working? I thought you were very capable."

George Sheng really wanted to'kill' her, and a single word made him feel uncomfortable.

Song Xi is a wise man, knows how to stop at it, so as not to annoy him, she will do the Fa-rectification on the spot tonight without waiting for a day. Thinking about it, she moved her body back and retreated 20 centimeters away from him. Outside, he only took one of his hands and said softly: "Good night, I'm asleep."

It was very difficult to run after teasing, and it was Song Xi himself.

The most important thing is that she can fall asleep after five minutes of talking. What else can George Sheng say?

Under the quilt, he slowly withdrew his hand, got out of the bed, and went into the bathroom. Without turning on the light, he came out in the confined space for more than forty minutes, with the faint fragrance of shower gel on his body. He went downstairs and smoked two cigarettes before going back upstairs when his mood calmed down.

He opened the quilt and lay in, he looked at Song Xi sideways, secretly saying that she didn't need to send him a coloring book to pass the time, she should send him some handwritten scripture Qingxin Jue, so that he would not have to run to the bathroom every time.

Song Xi didn't know how many crimes George Sheng had suffered. She slept soundly, and her neck was itchy in the blur. She reached out and caught George Sheng's hand.

There was a man sleeping next to him. It was impossible to say that he was not at all guarded in his heart. Song Xi frowned, half of his sleepiness, and said in a tone of'catch the thief and see the stolen', "What are you doing?"

She couldn't see George Sheng's face in the dark, but only vaguely saw his propped up upper body, very close to her.

He didn't say anything at first, one hand was holding her wrist, as if he was going to touch something with her, Song Xi was nervous, until he touched the object in his other hand, thin, metal. , Either a bracelet or a necklace.

She gradually removed her defenses, George Sheng wrapped her hands around her neck, and Song Xi touched the cool pendant under her collarbone, which was in the shape of a star.

Helped her to put the necklace on, George Sheng lay down again, this time it was Song Xi's turn to be calm, propped up her upper body, looked at him and asked, "Why gave me a gift suddenly?"

George Sheng's deep, magnetic voice came: "After twelve o'clock, Valentine's Day today."

Song Xi knew that the 14th was Valentine's Day, but he didn't expect George Sheng to be so romantic, pinching time to give her gifts.

Climbing forward, pressing his body against his chest, stretched his arms to turn on the bedside lamp. The warm orange light shone, and Song Xi squinted her eyes, but she wanted to see the necklace around her neck too much.

Picking up the phone, turning on the camera, the pendant on her neck was photographed on the screen, a thin rose gold chain, and a star embedded with red diamonds fell below it.

Song Xi couldn't hold back the urge to raise the corners of her lips, touched the stars, looked sideways at George Sheng under him, and said, "Thank you, Xiao Sheng."

George Sheng's black hair hung between his eyebrows, and a pair of precious jewel-like pupils stared at her, lazily with a faint displeasure: "You just used me as a thief to guard against."

Song Xi had forgotten that. Hearing the words, he quickly put down his phone, lay on his chest, and said coquettishly: "I'm sleepy, I don't know it's you."

George Sheng's voice was deeper: "Who else can I have beside you?"

Song Xijue's description became darker and darker, and her heart was not as good as action. She leaned forward and kissed his lips.

The two faces were very close, Song Xi kissed, her eyes met, and asked in a low voice: "Is it better?"

George Sheng's thin lips opened: "General."

Song Xi dropped his gaze and kissed again: "What about now?"

George Sheng hated this slow knife cutting force, raised his hand to clasp her head, and pulled her down. After all, he was willing to let go.

Song Xi was moved, and she felt in a daze that even if he wanted to move on to the next step, she wouldn't refuse too much, but after another thought, she was moved when she knew, and she thought a necklace would fix her if she didn't.

However, she really likes it.

I like George Sheng and everything he did to her, including the little surprises he gave.

Lying flat on the bed, Song Xi kept looking at her neck with the camera, and the little star couldn't see enough.

Thinking of the Jupiter star he gave last time, Song Xi asked: "Why do you give me stars every time? Do you like stars?"

"Ok."

"Why do you like stars?"

Song Xijue felt that for people like George Sheng, the closest thing to a monk was that he had no desires and desires, and the most different was that no monk had such a bad temper.

Say he likes dogs, she believes, like stars?

George Sheng said: "There is no reason."

Song Xi said: "Even the renminbi has a reason, why is there no reason to like the stars?"

George Sheng's tone was light, and he seemed to reply casually: "If you can't sleep at night, you will look out the window. If there are stars in the sky, it might not be so boring at night."

He said very casually, it seemed that she forced him to ask him, and he had to find a reason, but Song Xi suddenly felt very distressed.

Talking about being boring is actually lonely. How did he spend the long night alone? Sometimes the night is accompanied by the stars, how about him? He can only look at the night sky. If there are stars coming out, he will be happy for the night, but fortunately it is accompanied.