Life With You

Surprised and angry, Song Xi stared and said, "What are you doing?!"

She just fell asleep, and her anger after being awakened made her look like a cat with exploded hair.

George Sheng, in a black pajamas, sat across from her, and seemed to be taken aback by her reaction. There was a flash of fright on his handsome face, and he was overwhelmed by the sky of contempt and mockery.

Looking at Song Xi coldly, George Sheng's thin lips opened, and his voice was low and provocatively replied: "Turn off, the light."

There were only two words in total, and he deliberately spoke very slowly, and every word was clearly heard by Song Xi.

Song Xi turned her head instinctively and saw the switch on the bedside table behind her at a glance. She immediately glanced at the bedside of George Sheng, and there really was none.

Most of the anger disappeared in an instant, replaced by the embarrassment of not being able to raise her head. Song Xi hated not being able to stay invisible, how could she be so embarrassed.

They were both sitting on the bed with different postures. One was ‘sit up while dying asleep’, and the other was innocent lying with a gun. Time was still at this moment, and Song Xi was in a trance, just thinking it was a nightmare.

She had experienced George Sheng’s mouth poison, for fear that his mouth would hurt people, so before he could speak, she rushed to confess her mistake, lowered her eyes slightly, and whispered: "I'm sorry, I'm hysterical."

George Sheng pulled the air-conditioning blanket on him, lay down and said, "If you don't feel safe, don't make do with it. It hurts others and hurts yourself."

He closed his eyes and he was ready to go to sleep.

Song Xi's face burned, and George Sheng's words were terrible, but it was the truth. She was wrong in the first place, and couldn't refute it.

If she could lie down again, she would be considered a man, but she really couldn't do it.

Getting out of bed awkwardly, she took the blanket from the sofa and spread it on the carpet beside the bed, and took off her pillow.

Raising his hand to turn off the bedside lamp, the room was instantly dark, and Song Xiniao lay down quietly, half covered with blanket pillow.

The floor is not as comfortable as the bed. A carpet plus an air-conditioning blanket is still panicking. Song Xiping lay down with her eyes open. When her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she could vaguely see the bed beside her, which felt a bit like Upper and lower bunks, but she hit the ground bunk.

She wants face too much, so she has experienced the embarrassment just now, she is very energetic at this time, and she has no sleep for a while.

Song Xi was puzzled. When she was with George Sheng, nine out of ten times, she had the disadvantage. Is it possible that the two people are incompatible?

In the quiet night, Song Xi lay on the bed thinking wildly. She wanted to turn over for a long time, and the floor was so hard that she grinned. She even more secretly scolded George Sheng for wickedness, knowing that she had waist problems, and let her sleep on the ground. It's deadly.

Lie down on your hips, your hips on your side, and your chest on your stomach.

Song Xi could not sleep under the bed. George Sheng on the bed closed her eyes, and occasionally could hear her sighing softly.

When she first climbed onto the bed, he was very disdainful, thinking that Song Yuanqing's daughter was nothing but this, a woman who took the initiative to climb onto a man's bed, what good things could he think of? 80% of them want to make a fake show and make it a temporary backer to become a long-term meal ticket.

She lay on the bed and pretended to sleep. He deliberately ignored her to see what she could think of in the end, but she actually fell asleep in the end.

George Sheng couldn’t spend the night with her. He wouldn’t leave and give her the bed. After a day of intrigue, he was also tired. He was thinking about turning off the light and going to bed. Ah suddenly exploded. In fact, his heart beats so fast that she was really taken aback.

If she doesn't provoke him, he won't drive her to sleep on the ground, don't blame him, blame her for being suspicious and affectionate.

The two have different thoughts, one bed and the other. If they have to find out what they have in common, there may be only one: they both dislike each other.

As the night got darker, both George Sheng and Song Xi fell asleep slowly, especially Song Xi. It was not easy for her to fall asleep again after she was frightened. She had just dreamed of climbing with Han Chunmeng. Han Chunmeng almost fell in the middle, and Song Xi tried hard. Raised his hand and grabbed her.

Han Chunmeng took Song Xi's arm tightly and shouted in surprise: "Xiao Xi, save me, save me!"

"Song Xi...Song Xi!"

George Sheng called Song Xi several times, but she didn't react at all. He had to get out of bed and walk around to her, and saw Song Xi lying on the ground on his side, with his right hand and right foot upward at the same time, as if a gecko was climbing. posture.

Frowning, his eyes filled with anxiety and disgust, he leaned over and patted her on the arm. He really didn't have any pity for her, and his strength was so strong that Song Xi woke up directly from his sleep.

She opened her eyes suddenly, her heart was particularly scared, but her face was blankly shocked.

George Sheng stood in front of her and said condescendingly: "Get up quickly, Cheng Deqing has a heart attack, and his personal doctor is not there."

Hearing this, Song Xi remembered almost immediately when he was supporting her body. However, her waist was not strong, her brows frowned, and she hummed softly.

When George Sheng saw this, he was about to leave, so he had to lean down, clasp her arm with one hand, and lift her from the ground.

Song Xi herself even climbed and helped, and after she got up, she frowned and asked George Sheng, "When is it?"

George Sheng said: "Just now, Wang Qingbin was waiting downstairs, hurry up and clean up."

Song Xi answered without thinking: "What else to pack, go quickly."

After all, Song Xi had already stepped on her slippers and ran to the door without waiting for George Sheng's response.

George Sheng was stunned, looking at her back, she was still wearing pajamas.

When Song Xi, dressed in white pajamas and pajamas, appeared in the middle of the first and second floors, Yuan Bao on the first floor was the first to discover that on his always calm face, there was a surprise in his eyes, and he stopped talking.

When Wang Qingbin saw Song Xi, he hurried forward and said anxiously, "Miss Song."

Song Xi said, "I heard that Grandpa Cheng had a heart attack?"

"Yes, Cheng Lao suddenly became ill in the middle of the night. It happened that the family doctor was absent today. I came here for at least an hour and a half. I really can't come to disturb you."

Song Xi said, "Hurry up and take me over."

As the two talked, they walked out quickly, and George Sheng also came down from the stairs. He was still wearing pajamas on his upper body, only his lower body changed his outer pants.

A group of people drove to Cheng Deqing's residence. On the way, Song Xi asked Wang Qingbin about Cheng Deqing's condition and whether there were emergency rescue equipment at home.

Fortunately, Wang Qingbin knew Cheng Deqing's situation very well, and the answers were fluent. Song Xi also had a preliminary conclusion in his heart. On the one hand, he called and ordered the person standing next to Cheng Deqing to give him medicine. Use the available equipment.

When she was very serious, there were only patients in the whole world, and nothing else was ignored, but it was this concentration of concentration that surprised George Sheng next to her, and even looked at her with admiration.

He Yu Guang glanced at Song Xi. She was dressed in white pajamas. She was clearly dressed in a leisurely manner, but because of her seriousness and professionalism, she was inexplicably awe-inspiring.