Life With You

Today is Song Xi’s happiest day recently. On the way back, she kept replaying the moment she called Lu Fangqi’s mother. It was like a dream. Back when I was a child, I didn’t know that having a mother was a very precious thing. .

Until she lost it later, she stubbornly pretended to be indifferent. It lasted more than ten years in one outfit, so today's tears have nothing to do with age. Whether she is 27 or 17 this year, she will always be a child in front of Lu Fangqi.

"Mom, thank you."

Song Xi sat in the car with Ren Lina. She looked sideways at Ren Lina, her eyes were still reddish, and her eyes were filled with endless gratitude.

Ren Lina looked back and said: "You are a good boy, and also a painful one. The blessings of good people are behind, and it will get better and better."

Song Xi curled her lips and nodded, "Thank you Mom."

George Sheng went back to the old house at more than six in the afternoon. At this point, he knew that he came back after a stitch. After entering the door, he saw Ren Lina playing with Xiaojie in the living room. The first sentence asked: "Where is Xier?"

Ren Lina said: "I accompany her to see Lu Fangqi during the day. I recognized Xu Le as the youngest son and asked Lu Fangqi to recognize Xiaoxi as the daughter. She was very happy, crying and laughing. She came back and talked with me for a long time and asked her to return. The room is resting."

Upon hearing this, George Sheng paused for a moment, and then said, "Thank you Mom."

When Ren Lina heard this, she couldn't help but joked, "Sure enough, she is a daughter-in-law. I haven't heard you say thank you to me for so many years."

George Sheng was not embarrassed either. A handsome face had the same color, only the dark pupils were tender, and he said: "This is a knot in Xi'er's heart. I always wonder when I can solve it. Open, I didn't expect you to do it easily."

Ren Lina sighed almost inaudibly, and said deeply emotionally: "She is also a poor child. My mother has been sick for so many years and has never had a chance to come back to see her. There is only one father who is still in jail. I occasionally remembered that she had just entered our house. At the time, I had a bad attitude towards her. You and her were married again. How did she come over this day..."

George Sheng said: "You see people's hearts over time, you will treat her better in the future."

Ren Lina said: "I know that the more I look at this child, the more I like it now. I didn't treat her as a daughter-in-law, but treated her as a daughter, much better than Xiaowen. How long has the wild girl ran to Sacheng? I won't give it to her. She didn’t call me when she called, and she blamed me for the water that the girl who married her pours out. If you don’t believe me, I will take it back..."

Ren Lina mentioned Qiao Aiwen. Eight out of ten times, she gritted her teeth. The mother and daughter would not even think about it.

George Sheng let Ren Lina's anger disappear with a casual sentence. He said: "She has a good relationship with Ling Yue and you should be happy. Maybe you will have grandsons and granddaughters soon."

Ren Lina's eyes lit up when she heard it, and she immediately said, "Then I will give you the soup recipe that I gave you last time to try Ling Yue."

George Sheng couldn't hear the word'tang' now, and when he mentioned Tang, he remembered Chen Ye's eager and unstoppable face, insisting on remonstrative face. If this was left in ancient times, Chen Ye would be a great loyal minister. But when he put it in front of him, he just wanted to tell Chen Ye that you don't need to worry, I'm already a father.

Song Xi was sleeping in the room, and George Sheng gently pushed the door in. She didn't notice it at first. When he sat on the bed, leaned down and kissed her on the cheek, Song Xi slowly opened his eyes.

George Sheng asked in a low voice, "Wake you up?"

Song Xi was dazed, and saw George Sheng slowly, turning his body and raising his arms to hug him.

George Sheng simply lay on the side of the bed and held Song Xi in his arms. Song Xi was still half-awake, stretched one hand along the hem of George Sheng's sweater, and touched his smooth and firm muscles. The hand feels first-rate. , Touch back and forth, put it down.

I know that Song Xi has been pregnant for more than ten days. They sleep on the same bed every day. He can see but dare not touch her. He has been patient. At this moment, she is unconsciously teasing, George Shenggang She began to indulge, but it didn't take long to hold her hand through the sweater and whispered: "Why, aren't you sleepy?"

Song Xi didn't speak, broke away from his hand, and continued to shuttle through his clothes. This was not enough. She slowly slipped her fingers, trying to slip into his pants.

George Sheng couldn't bear it now. He clasped her wrist, his voice was obviously low and depressed, "Don't make trouble."

In the past, "Don't make trouble," Song Xi said to George Sheng that he has always been a "noisy" person. Now his position is reversed, and he sometimes tells her to stop.

Song Xi's lips curled up in George Sheng's arms and smiled.

He clasped her wrist, she couldn't pull it out, but her fingers could still move, and her slender fingers slid down, just to touch something that was hot and humid, hard, and seemed to tremble slightly like a spasm.

Song Xi didn't open his eyes to look at the expression on George Sheng's face. He only felt that he had pulled his waist and legs back, so that she could not touch it.

Song Xi was clasped by George Sheng's wrist, and his five slender fingers ‘opened his teeth and danced his claws’, struggling to get enough. George Sheng suddenly leaned over, found her lips, and pressed it down fiercely.

With her lips and teeth touching, her tongue easily hooked his soul away, George Sheng's scalp was numb, and there was an illusion of hypoxia. In fact, it was not hypoxia, but lack of her.

It only took more than ten days, and because he was living like a year, George Sheng felt for the first time that patience was a difficult practice, especially if he had to endure.

Song Xi was also very eager. She hooked him, pestered him, and refused to let him go. She was as greedy as the glamorous fairy in Lanruo Temple, she wanted to drain every inch of his body.

George Sheng tried to drink poison to quench his thirst, but his body became hotter and hotter, and finally he was wet with sweat. He had to raise his head and open his eyes.

Song Xi opened her eyes later than him, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a thick black desire|Look, she was addicted to it and couldn't extricate herself, raised her hand to hook his neck, George Sheng asked her to hook, but didn't dare to lean over easily. With the last trace of reason, he said in a low voice: "You can't do it now."

Song Xi said, "I'm fine."

George Sheng said, "Isn't it possible three months ago?"

Song Xi frowned lightly and said in a low voice, "It's not absolute, you should be careful."

Originally George Sheng was still struggling, thinking about the relationship between children and selfish desires, the former is naturally heavier, but Song Xi's subsequent words completely dragged him into the deep pool of instinct.

She said, "Can you control me? You don't love me anymore..."

Song Xi acted like a baby, and his eyes were full of anger that he could not ask for. George Sheng buzzed his head. He always thought that he was the only one to bear it, but he forgot that she also needed it.

The Adam’s apple rolled up and down, and George Sheng stared at Song Xi’s face and leaned over to kiss her. He turned softly, seeming to press her under him, but the two of them were hanging in the air. It was time to test his skills. To'control' her, but not to ignore the child.

As a father, the responsibility is heavy.