Life With You

But there are some things no one can say for sure, just like who would have thought that George Sheng, who used to be like a block of ice, could become a heating rod now? Of course, he was just a heating rod for Song Xi alone.

His legs are still in the recovery period. Although he is healed at a speed visible to the naked eye every day, Song Xi still ordered him to rest at home. She said, "Isn't the Qiao family's money not enough? It won't take a lifetime to tie a hundred blacks. Finish, then what are you doing?"

In fact, both of them knew well that George Sheng didn’t only work to make money, but also had to deal with some things that couldn’t be put in the open, but Song Xi rarely ignored it and said that he would not let him go out. , So George Sheng has been taking care of his children full-time at home since he was discharged from the hospital these days.

He Yusen used to be very busy, and his children were called nanny bands, but every day as long as he was free, he would play with Xiaojie. When he came to Night City, he also told George Sheng that he used to think that money is the most important, and when he has a son, Only found out that the son is fate.

Now that He Yusen is no longer there, George Sheng has taken this responsibility on his behalf, and even provided him with the utmost companionship.

Sometimes when Song Xi walked in after work, the room was quiet and suspicious, and it turned out that George Sheng was playing peekaboo with Xiaojie; sometimes she saw them as soon as she entered the yard, and George Sheng was teaching Xiaojie how to train. Dog; another time, as soon as Song Xi opened the door, she felt that she had stepped on something as soon as she stepped out. When it was too late to take it back, a long string of dominoes fell one by one before she changed her slippers and walked along the dominoes. When I arrived in the living room, I found that there were more piles in the middle of the living room, and all the dominoes fell down, forming a rose pattern.

George Sheng sat on the carpet and Xiaojie sat opposite him. The two looked at Song Xi at the same time. The latter clapped his hands and said, "Godmother, welcome home."

George Sheng didn't say anything, only smiled softly at her, Song Xi's heart was in a soft mess, rushed to give them a kiss, and then sent a circle of friends, causing all kinds of sour words.

On the night of August 8th, when Song Xi came home from get off work, Han Chunmeng said to her: "I receive the blessing on time at 12 o'clock in the evening, knowing that there is a Wangqishi waiting in your house, I will see you tomorrow."

At twelve o'clock at night is the 9th, Song Xi's birthday.

Song Xi smiled and said: "I have been to the world of three people~"

Han Chunmeng glanced at him and said, "It's great to have children? Don't show."

Song Xi returned to Cuicheng Mountain in a good mood. When the car was about to drive to the door of her house, she obviously walked away and almost drove. She stepped on the brake. She sat in the car and looked at the villa. The red roses crawling on the surrounding fences, the **** red petals, and the vibrant dark green leaves were not inserted one by one, but whole pieces were transplanted.

I watched outside the gate for a long time. When Song Xi slowly drove the car into the yard, the scene inside made her unable to stop curling her lips, laughing, tears welling in her eyes.

The yard is one or two hundred square meters wide. The huge place where everything you see is red. It was clear that when she went out in the morning, it was still empty. Now all of them are fenced, gardens, and bowls for soil planting. Roses, rooted in the soil, bloom wantonly, and the air is full of the fragrance of roses and the freshness of the soil.

Song Xi told George Sheng that she wanted a house with a garden, but in fact, she did not have a clear idea of ​​what the house would look like. Now he has turned her dream into reality, which is more beautiful than a dream. Ten thousand times the reality, people's eyes are hot.

Parked the car in the garage, Song Xi wandered around in the yard where he had lived for more than a year. Every corner was covered with flowers. These flowers were fresh, not being pulled out of the soil, but only a fleeting beauty. It made Song Xijue feel at ease for a long time. Just like the relationship between her and him, there is not much romance on weekdays, but she knows that he loves her.

Turning around, Song Xi couldn't wait to go in to find George Sheng. The door opened, and the sound of Fortune Wagging her tail was waiting for her. Song Xi touched her head, changed her slippers and walked in.

On weekdays, Xiaojie would play with toys on the carpet in the living room. Today, the living room was very clean. There were no toys and no people. Song Xi looked for people around, and finally came to the kitchen looking for a sound.

Looking in from the door of the kitchen, the familiar tall figure is standing in front of the silver kitchen cabinets preparing ingredients, a white half-sleeved T-shirt, light gray house pants, indoor lighting and outdoor sunlight hitting him, he seems good-looking Glowing.

Song Xi had seen 999 roses given to her, but no one planted an entire rose garden for her. There were many people who had money to take her to the most expensive restaurant for dinner, but no one was willing to wash their hands. Soup, waiting for her back at home.

He used to love black the most. When the closet opened, he couldn't see other colors. Now he started to wear white, because she said that she used to see him wearing black, but she didn't know that he would look good in white.

The feeling of falling in love with George Sheng and being in love with him is very exciting. It is like a schoolmaster who has worked so hard to solve a problem of the century. It is more like dragging him from night to day. They control each other's happiness. Anger, sorrow, joy, enjoyment, but not control.

Song Xi only took a look, and immediately ran towards him uncontrollably. George Sheng looked up and found that Song Xi was still carrying a small bag. She didn't even bother to take it off, rushed to him, stepped her feet and hugged him. Neck, "Thank you husband."

If it wasn't for fear that his legs could not stand, she would definitely run on him.

George Sheng put down the things in his hands, held Song Xi's waist, and whispered softly, "Do you like it?"

Song Xi nodded repeatedly, "I really like it."

George Sheng said: "First go upstairs and take a shower, then come down to eat."

Song Xi hung on him, holding him unwilling to let go, tired of saying, "Where is Xiaojie?"

George Sheng said: "Sent back to mom."

Song Xi asked: "Why?"

George Sheng said: "I want to live a two-person world with you."

When the voice fell, Song Xi looked up at him. She raised her head and he looked down. The two eyes met, and she suddenly pulled him down, raised her chin and kissed him.

There is no process from gradual to urgency, it is like the car has risen to a hundred yards in an instant. The two are on the verge from the beginning. Song Xi is hard to control, and George Sheng is unscrupulous.

He pressed her to the open space beside the long table. Song Xi never knew that her old waist could still be so soft. She leaned back and leaned back until her entire back was pressed on the cool table.

It was bright outside, and the light above her head wouldn't automatically turn off, but Song Xi couldn't control that much. When her eyes closed, she held George Sheng's neck tightly, her slender legs wrapped around his waist.

It was crazy. Whether it was the location or the unconcealed **** of the two, Song Xi was afraid that George Sheng would pull the wound with too much force. However, when she was lost, he immediately used his own way to make her have no time for him, Song Xi I swear, I gave it to George Sheng for the many impossible firsts in my life.

Later, she confessed to him with a cry of tears, saying 10,000 thank you is worse than saying I love you.

George Sheng doesn't talk much at this time. He uses actions to please and respond. The person he loves, whether body or mind, can't leave him in this life.