Life With You

Song Xijue broke George's Sheng.

If you don’t give it after teasing, you want to be a good seller if you get a bargain?

She is really not a soft persimmon. If he doesn't say this, she may be confused and obsessed with it, but now he hit the gun.

He grabbed his neck with his arm and pulled his head in front of him, and said a word with his lips very low in his ear: "Cut."

George Sheng's body was like a soldering iron, hard and hot, and a thin layer of dampness covered his forehead. He replied in a low voice, "I'm not inside."

How can Song Xi tolerate him and refuse to compromise at all: "No."

The voice was still irritating, but his attitude was not tolerable.

George Sheng rubbed her for another long time, she didn't listen to good things, and wanted to do it. She pressed his wrist to prevent him from touching.

George Sheng was about to be tortured to death, he almost gritted his teeth and said in a dull voice: "I don't have it on me. Where can I get it in the middle of the night?"

Song Xi pressed his chest and replied grinningly: "Buy it."

It's impossible to put a condom in the sky. Song Xi didn't believe that George Sheng dared to ask Qiao Aiwen to borrow. The key borrowing could not be borrowed. The person next to the sky was not a fool.

George Sheng was forced to fail. At one point, he wanted the Overlord to squeeze the bow. Song Xi closed his legs, stretched his body, and frowned, "I'm angry anymore. I'm not gentle at all."

George Sheng lowered his head, his scorching breath wafted in her ears, panting for about ten seconds, he suddenly fell off her, as if he would regret it after a second.

After getting out of bed, he put on clothes in the dark, Song Xi lay on his side, looking at his figure, not afraid of death, and asked: "Are you angry?"

George Sheng put on his trousers and tied his belt, and said, "Wait when I come back and pack you up."

He gritted his teeth, really cruel, Song Xi giggled, and reached out to pat the vacant seat beside the bed: "Wait for you to come back."

At 4:30 in the morning, it was dark outside. George Sheng wore a coat and went out. The cold wind outside couldn't make him feel better. He only hated the unpleasant retribution of karma. God is punishing him for being too bad to Song Xi in the past?

He seldom buttoned his coat on weekdays, so he had to do it today because it was embarrassing in the middle of his trousers. If it were not for his strong willpower, it would be difficult to get off the bed.

Carrying the car key, George Sheng strode out. The dogs in the yard heard the movement and all sat up to look at him. This made George Sheng feel inexplicably embarrassed. What to look at?

As soon as he walked out of the gate, the phone in his pocket rang. George Sheng thought it was Song Xi who regretted it. He quickly took it out. After a closer look, he stopped and stared at the screen for a long time.

The screen is on, showing the caller: Qian Yu.

There were mixed feelings in my heart, and some instinctively didn't want to pick up. I always felt that I couldn't take it to Song Xi, but if I didn't pick it up... There was always a formal farewell between him and her.

When the screen was on for no less than fifteen seconds, George Sheng opened the Connect button, and the phone stuck to his ear: "Hello?"

"...I took it so long, are you asleep?"

He heard a familiar female voice on his cell phone. For several years when he was forced to be unable to contact him, he couldn’t sleep every night and wanted to hear her voice, even if there was only one sentence. But the day and night missed me somehow. Become the embarrassing avoidance now.

After a little hesitation, George Sheng said, "What's wrong with calling so late?"

Sheng Qianyu said: "I'm back." With a hint of tentative joy.

George Sheng's expression was the same, and he said, "Come back for the New Year?"

"Ok."

"Also, after the third and fourth grades of junior high school, see which day you are free, come out for a meal together."

His voice is calm and unwavering, and less indifferent than usual when talking to strangers, but not much more intimate, and even more ridiculous about other emotions like enthusiasm and excitement.

There was a moment of silence on the phone, and then he said: "I'm outside your yard."

Hearing this, the astonishment in George Sheng's pupils flashed: "My parents' house?"

"Ok."

George Sheng was standing at the gate of the courtyard, stepping outside, walking dozens of steps, and turning a corner, he saw a familiar figure standing under a street light at the corner of the street more than ten meters away.

The woman is very slender. She wore jeans in the winter with straight and slender legs. She wore a short white fox fur on her upper body. I don't know how long she stood, and her ears were red and red.

He hung up the phone. At the same time, Sheng Qianyu looked sideways. She was very white. She used to have an oval face. Recently, she has lost a lot of weight. It looks a bit like a melon face, with a pointed chin and a slap-sized face. , One third are eyes.

She has no makeup, and her eyebrows are natural and light, but her temperament is cold and she is also beautiful. Sheng Qianyu is not the type of Song Xi who is bright and beautiful without makeup. If Song Xi's beauty is a dazzling red rose, so beautiful that people think she is the definition of'beauty', then Sheng Qianyu's beauty is more like a cool color The white rose, except for its gorgeous color, is still beautiful.

George Sheng walked out of the alley. After a period of dim period when there was no street light on his body, Sheng Qianyu couldn't see the expression on his face, but he could see her, gradually reddened and moist eyes, with many intertwined eyes. Emotionally, she stood in place, waiting for him to pass.

When he finally walked out of the alley, the light from the street lamp shone on George Sheng's face. He was still as before, with a strong aura, with a cold face anytime and anywhere. The expression in his eyes was blurred and indifferent.

It's him, or the old him.

Sheng Qianyu was blinded in front of her eyes, looked up at him, gradually curled the corners of her lips, and said with a smile: "I'm back."

George Sheng stood two steps in front of her, and his first words were: "Happy New Year."

Sheng Qianyu looked at him with more light in his tears, smiled, and repeated: "I'm back."

George Sheng understood what she meant, but it was too late.

Thin lips opened, and he said aloud: "How long have you been here? I'll send you back."

Sheng Qianyu looked at him unblinkingly, but the tears made her vision blurred. She spoke again, but her voice was already choked: "I'm back, George Sheng, I'm back..."

George Sheng said nothing, watching the tears in Sheng Qianyu's eyes roll down, falling on the fox fur coat on her chest, and disappearing instantly.

Somehow, he suddenly remembered the snowman Song Xi had piled on Cuicheng Mountain. Two **** stacked together is a snowman. Her simple thinking is like a child under five.

George Sheng was a little distracted. Sheng Qianyu noticed through the blurred vision, her heart suddenly hurt, raised her hand to wipe away the tears, she took the initiative to step forward, raised her arms and said: "I miss you so much."

She wanted to hug him, but George Sheng raised his hand and gently grabbed her arm.

Before he could speak, Sheng Qianyu stubbornly moved forward, and at the same time said: "I know you are angry with me, can't I say sorry to you?"

Tears fell instantly, but George Sheng stubbornly stopped her. The two were obviously only one step away, but they couldn't hold this hug.