Life With You

Strenuous exercise after eating is bad for your health, so the two have an empty stomach. There is a doctor at home that is different. There are strict standards and requirements for what can and cannot be done.

Afterwards, when George Sheng hugged Song Xi and walked to the room, she felt very distressed and wanted to go down by herself. George Sheng folded his arms and said in a deep voice, "I can move."

Both of them were all sweaty. In the bathroom, she bathed him carefully, avoiding the scar on his leg. He was injured on his thigh. Song Xi squatted in front of him, looking at him without blinking, and quickly saw him again. Come.

If it was normal, Song Xi would not allow him to indulge, but today she herself is also very impulsive, not to mention whether she can control him, she can't even control it.

A new round started again. In a house with only two people, Song Xi finally no longer had to suppress his instincts. In the damp bathroom, both senses and voices were amplified. She was pushed against the waterproof tiles by him, even the tiles. Warm touch.

Her hands hugged his waist from the front to the back, and when the fingers inadvertently crossed the cobra tattoo on his tailbone, his muscles were stretched. She clenched her lips and tightened her body.

It took a long time for George Sheng to breathe, and Song Xi's fair skin was full of pink, his chest was up and down, and the eyelashes were sweat or water.

After coming down twice, she was really exhausted. George Sheng wrapped her in a bathrobe and went out of the bathroom. At this time, it was all dark outside. Song Xi was lying on the bed, not even moving her fingers.

He is an iron-struck **** man, dragging his unhealed body for so long, except that his voice is a little hoarse and lower than usual, but he is more energetic than before.

There was a lollipop beside the bed. He tore the candy paper and put it in his mouth. This was a substitute for him to quit smoking by Song Xi. Whenever he wanted to smoke, he would eat candy.

Seeing her lazy and wanting to sleep, George Sheng whispered, "I'm going to bed now, without eating?"

Song Xi Ruannuo replied, "I want to sleep."

George Sheng said: "Then you go to bed first, I'll call you when I'm ready."

Song Xi took his arm out of the quilt and ran straight to his neck. After all, he pulled him off and hugged him and said, "Don't let you go."

George Sheng took the lollipop from his mouth and went to bed with Song Xi in his arms.

Song Xi closed her eyes without dreaming. She suddenly opened her eyes. The room was dark. She rolled over, her arms crossed, and she was really empty.

I turned on the bedside lamp and looked at the time in a daze. It turned out that it was 11:40 at night.

She was sitting awake with her on the bed, and a familiar figure appeared at the door. George Sheng turned on the headlight and said, "Arise?"

Song Xi was too lazy to speak, only raised her arms to hug him.

George Sheng came to the bed, hugged her into his arms, and said in her ear: "Are you hungry? I have made many dishes that you like to eat."

Song Xi squinted her eyes, raised the corners of her lips, and asked aloud, "What's all there?"

When George Sheng reported the name of the dish, Song Xi became happier as he listened to it. Finally, he sat on the edge of the bed, stretched his legs out of the quilt, and said, "Help me up, I want to eat."

She didn't wear anything before going to bed. At this moment, the quilt was blocking her upper body, her arms and legs were exposed. She was sultry. George Sheng took a look at her and quickly took a set of pajamas and handed it to her. The movements are gentle, from the bottom of my heart. What I was thinking about was how to press her under her body at night, changing her tricks as a beast.

Song Xi and George Sheng walked to the dining room crookedly. The long table occupied more than half of them. He actually cooked a lot of dishes. She glanced at them, and there were more than ten.

He seemed to do what she liked, what he would do, and did everything.

Song Xi is a person who is easily moved by softheartedness, and immediately turned her head to the side and said coquettishly, "Thank you, husband."

George Sheng glanced at the time. At 11:50 at night, he said, "If you are hungry, eat some first. I'll cook noodles for you."

Song Xi picked up the chopsticks and put a prawn in his mouth, sticking to George Sheng without leaving, and the two went into the kitchen together.

Standing in front of the stove, George Sheng was cooking noodles for Song Xi. She hugged him from behind and pressed against his large and warm body. In her mind, she recalled today a year ago and said, "My husband."

"Ok?"

"Did you specifically want to celebrate my birthday last year, so you let me cook and cook noodles on my birthday night?"

George Sheng said in a low, sweet voice, "What do you think?"

Song Xi curled her lips and replied, "I guess so."

George Sheng said: "If you know, you still ask."

Song Xi quickly curled his lips again, "My birthday, you asked me to make ten dishes and one soup, and you said that I made it unpalatable. Did you celebrate your birthday like this?"

George Sheng said: "What you do is not bad."

Song Xi snorted: "It's late."

George Sheng said: "I can't eat it."

Song Xi still put his arms around his waist, and when he heard that he hit his back with his forehead to express dissatisfaction, "Who is it?"

George Sheng was cooking noodles in front, with a smile in his eyes, and said: "The chicken wings you made are still raw."

Song Xi refused to admit it, "It's impossible. I can cook pig's feet well, let alone chicken wings?"

George Sheng asked: "When did you make trotters?"

Song Xi said, "I have made Mirinda trotters for Damengmeng and Dongxu, and they said it was good."

She opened her eyes and talked nonsense for the sake of face. In fact, Gu Dongxu had to rinse her mouth with a dish of Han Chunmeng when he took a bite of her food. Since then, she has had a bad impression of pig's feet.

As the two talked, George Sheng turned off the fire, and a large bowl of longevity noodles hung from the broth came out of the pot. It was just midnight, August 9th, Song Xi's birthday.

Take the cake out of the refrigerator, put in 27 candles, turn off the lights, and make a wish.

Song Xi folded his hands together, closed his eyes, and opened his eyes soon and blew out the candle.

George Sheng said, "Happy birthday."

There are no more complicated words, but it seems to have given Song Xi countless sweet words and promises.

Song Xi smiled and said, "Thank you husband."

She has said thank you many times to George Sheng today, thank him for remembering all her careful wishes, and thank him for making her feel warm and happy.

It is said that success is to be your best self, but happiness is to fall in love with yourself.

Song Xijue used to be successful in herself, but now she feels very happy. She loves herself and loves herself that George Sheng will fall in love with.

After the meal, Song Xi was on a whim. He wanted to go to the yard to see the roses. Before going out, he went back to the room to get his mobile phone. Without exception, everyone sent their birthday wishes on time. However, Song Xi was even more surprised that several groups were blown up. , Chang Jing Le yelled: "Monk Joe, you are screaming!"

Ruan Boyan said: "I have nothing to say about this wave of operations."

What Tong Hao typed: Brother Sheng will always be Brother Sheng.

Yuan Bao voiced: "Who pushed me out to see?"

Men are still like this, let alone the reaction of the women in the group, can only be described as crazy.

In the final analysis, Song Xi opened the small video that everyone recorded. First, on the LED display on a certain section of the road, the Q version of the cute little lion was laughing, and then the happy made of petals fell. The word Birthday.

Everyone photographed different sections. I saw more than a dozen of them in a row, including all major sections and major shopping malls, especially the one photographed by Diana. She is near Haiwei, and the whole building is nearly 200 meters high. Just like a huge display screen, a giant Q version of the lion on it, the same cute expression, rain of petals, no specific name, but it is announcing the words Happy Birthday to the world.

Han Chunmeng said in a voice: "Oh my god, I can't do it anymore, the screens that can be seen in the whole night city are all this animation, wow...the old man's girly heart!"

You don’t need to think about it. From the second ring to the fifth ring, all the buildings that can glow and shine, and the display screens synchronously display the little lion’s birthday. If money can make ghosts grind, then who can buy Donghaiwei , Bought Dong Qiao's house? This earth-shattering but anonymous romance is destined to be remembered forever on the night of August 9th.

This night, Weibo was hit. How many men and women came out at night and stood under major buildings and intersections with mobile phones to take pictures. They knew that this was the love of other people, and their husbands and boyfriends never disappointed people.