Life With You

Song Xi just'seduce' George Sheng outside, but he can imagine how he will clean up her after returning home. She changed a new set of vintage oil painting sheets for the master bedroom on the second floor. When George Sheng pressed her up, Song Xi heard him untying the belt, and the metal buckle made an infinitely reverie sound in the dark. She could already predict what the bed sheet would look like afterwards.

"Wait…"

Song Xi hurriedly called to stop, George Sheng lowered his body, tense, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Song Xi said, "I haven't seen enough of my new sheets."

George Sheng was silent for a moment, too lazy to discuss with the woman whether bed sheets were important or love was important, so he picked her up and walked towards the bathroom with his arms.

Song Xi didn't touch the ground all the way, and her lips were dominated. George Sheng hugged her to the side of the bathtub and sat on the edge, with one arm around her waist and the other with water. The sound of the water just covered her lips and teeth. When the jar of water is ready, the clothes of the two have been scattered on the ground.

Before Song Xi and George Sheng, he was an old driver who could not do anything. He only understood the principle and didn't actually operate anything. George Sheng was on the contrary. He was the typical representative who didn't talk about doing it, especially in this kind of situation. Moments, often more than an hour later, Song Xi could only hear his heavy breathing, really cherishing words like gold.

However, she liked his silence, because each other's bodies had already made the best response, just as some people were destined to be together, and some bodies were also destined to be in perfect harmony. When she was sent to heaven, George Sheng Also followed closely... it was the brilliant colors exploded in the mind of fireworks, and Song Xi cried out, "husband..."

George Sheng stroked her drenched hair. Even though he tried to stabilize his voice, there was still a slight tremor in what he said: "My wife, I am here."

Because Song Yuanqing and Lu Fangqi’s failed marriages, including the union between Song Yuanqing and Dong Lijun, all made Song Xi a deep-rooted fear of marriage. Even if she later met Shen Zhaoyi, she might be young because of her young age. Thought about getting married.

But recently, Song Xi always feels happiness, consciously or unconsciously, that marriage is very good, and it is a matter of sleeping with someone who loves and loves himself very much.

Whenever they meet with Han Chunmeng and Diana on weekends, the two will say that her little life is moist and that the woman is lucky or not, and they write on one face.

Song Xi was exhausted and was taken out of the water by George Sheng, wrapped in a bathrobe and walked out. She closed her eyes and said weakly, "I have improved recently."

George Sheng asked: "What a good way?"

Song Xi said, "I couldn't open my eyes before and didn't sleep enough every day. Look at me now, I can still chat with you."

George Sheng said, "Don't tell me not to learn from me in the future."

Song Xi snorted and scolded him for being petty and grudges. She said casually at the reception, which he still remembered.

Put her next to the bed, George Sheng told her to lie down, he went back to get the hair dryer, and when he was blowing her hair, Song Xi took the phone to browse the circle of friends. It was 11 or 12 in the morning in New York, and Qiao Aiwen sent A picture of blue sea and blue sky and small purple flowers with the wording: I\'m. not. alone. anymore.

Song Xi's eyes were bright, and the corners of her lips were curled up and said: "Great!"

George Sheng asked: "What's the matter?"

Song Xi held up her cell phone to show George Sheng, and said with a smile: "Xiaowen said she is no longer alone. It seems that my brother coaxed her."

George Sheng asked: "Which end are you?"

Ling Yue coaxed Qiao Aiwen, she was happy as if her brother had married a daughter-in-law.

Song Xi said: "I'm on both ends, you think Xiaowen quarrels with Ling Yue, she will feel better? Why is it so hard to see others reconciling." She took a bite back.

George Sheng held a hair dryer in one hand and tucked her hair in the other, and replied with a faint expression: "I'm afraid you will be happy too soon."

Song Xi raised her head and asked, "What do you say?"

George Sheng said: "With Xiaowen's character, if she reconciles with your senior brother, do you think the picture will not show a picture of the two of them, but a sea and a flower?"

"Hey..." Song Xi's expression immediately changed. After a few seconds, she raised her head again and asked: "Then what does she mean?"

George Sheng said: "She has been in the U.S. for more than 20 years, with friends everywhere, afraid that she can't find someone to accompany her?"

Song Xi frowned, his first reaction was: "Then what's the situation with my brother?"

George Sheng handed the hair dryer to Song Xi, and sat down by the bed, "Is it impatient, or you don't want to look at me? I'm here, you don't want me to miss others."

Song Xi’s hair was blown dry, she got up to blow George Sheng's hair, hugged him by the neck from the side, took a sip on his cheek, bent her eyes and said: "I love you, I love you, I love you, the whole world Love you the most, okay?"

A person like George Sheng, who was incapable of emotions and anger, seemed to have tried his best to control, but he couldn't help but his lips curled up and his eyes drooped. He didn't speak, but he was happy to write on his face.

Song Xi's trick has been tried and tested repeatedly. It's useless to watch him smile or praise him. Being loyal is the most useful.

The two blow each other's hair, and then he hugged her to sleep together. Song Xiri was thoughtful and had a dream at night. He dreamed that Ling Yue went to the United States to coax Qiao Aiwen. The two came back together and invited her to George Sheng. For dinner, I ordered a full shrimp feast, a table full of her favorites.

George Sheng slept later than Song Xi. He heard her smile very lightly at night. She opened her eyes and looked down. The corners of her lips curled up, not knowing what kind of dreams she had.

However, it turns out that dreaming in the first half of the night is true, while dreaming in the second half of the night is the opposite. Ling Yue went to the United States and never saw Qiao Aiwen's figure in the first three days. Song Xi looked at Qiao Aiwen's circle of friends and gave it to Ling in real time. Yue Daxiao reported that he chased her pace and ran New York all over the place in three days, but he didn't meet each time every time. He could only endure the pain of passing by and the torment that he could not ask for.

Yesterday, Song Xi was really sorry for Ling Yue, so I called Qiao Aiwen to give him a chance. No matter what, I don’t forgive. See you first. Qiao Aiwen gave the face and agreed, so Ling Yue went to the United States on the fourth day. , Just formally meet with Qiao Aiwen.

Song Xi thought it would be easy to talk after meeting, who knows...

Qiao Aiwen always had people around him. At the beginning, he was a group of foreign friends. There were more than 20 men and women. Ling Yue English was completely pressure-free. The key point was that he couldn't talk and could only watch from the side.

Some girls took a photo with Ling Yue and asked Qiao Aiwen: "Who is he?"

Qiao Aiwen said: "A friend of my friend, coming to the United States for a vacation, just to take him to play with."

The girl asked: "Does he have a girlfriend?"

Qiao Aiwen smiled and replied: "No, he is single, do you want to chase him? Hurry up and start first."

It's good to say this. During the whole trip, Ling Yue was surrounded by three or four girls, asking questions and asking questions, which made him useless. Qiao Aiwen had been talking and laughing with the boy, and his liver hurt.

The most hateful thing is that he was wronged and didn't dare to lose his temper with her, for fear that she would dump him in anger.