Life With You

Song Xi and George Sheng sat on the horse at the same time. Even though the tall horse had a broad back, the saddle was limited after all, so the two of them were very close. After he took her for a walk, Song Xi vaguely felt something behind her. If you push yourself, what else can you do?

Heart palpitating and speechless, Song Xi couldn't help but said: Can you ride well?

George Sheng's deep and melodious voice came from behind, Is it faster or slower?

She seriously suspected that he knew what he was asking, but she was too embarrassed to expose it, so she could only ride on the tiger and find it hard to get off.

But she could stand up, but George Sheng couldn't stand up either. After walking twice, he took the initiative and said, It's too cold, go back.

Song Xi pressed against his chest. His body was obviously hot, and steam was coming out in waves. She said aloud: You go back first, and I will walk a few laps by myself.

George Sheng did not move or speak. He put his arm around her and pulled the reins. The horse quickened its pace and ran forward. There was an exit to the racecourse. At this time, the door was not blocking the door. The two of them ran directly to the forest ahead. Song Xi asked: Where to go?

George Sheng said, I'll show you something.

Song Xi secretly thought that George Sheng was quite patient. He wouldn't go back if she said she wouldn't go back, without even bargaining. A few minutes later, the two of them were already in the woods. She didn't know if there were any trees on this island. Anyway, At first glance, the road under the horse's feet is newly built. It is not a common cement or asphalt road, but a soft red dirt road. There are simple and clean white fences on both sides of the road. The winding path leads to a quiet place, which makes people inexplicably yearn for it. What can be seen deep in the forest?

After entering the woods, George Sheng slowed down the horse's pace so that Song Xi could enjoy the scenery along the way and chat with him, I see that in addition to British horses, there are also Arabian horses in the stable. I have never seen you interested in horses before.

She touched the black horse's mane under her body. Even after braiding it, it was still shiny and smooth. You could tell at a glance that it was the best.

George Sheng said: My father likes horses, and he raised these.

Song Xi said: Then what is it called?

Since it was Qiao Dingxiang's horse and her father-in-law liked it so much, there was no way he wouldn't give it a name.

George Sheng said: There are too many, I can't remember clearly. This horse seems to be Hei Kui.

Song Xi didn't even know which word kui George Sheng was talking about, but she subconsciously let out a burst of joy.

George Sheng asked: What are you laughing at?

Song Xi smiled and said, Dad, didn't he name Li Kui according to his skin color?

Hearing this, George Sheng's lips curled up slightly, I think it's my dad's idea.

Song Xi said: I also saw a dark horse, a little lighter than Hei Kui. That should be Hei Fei.

George Sheng thought of Zhang Fei and asked, What is the white one called?

Song Xi said: Bai Shun.

George Sheng said: Which one is better?

Song Xi smiled and said: Baitiao in the waves, Zhang Shun.

George Sheng said: My dad has a horse named Bailang.

Song Xi laughed so hard that he turned around and said, Really or not?

George Sheng said: Really, I just don't know if I will hit it off with you.

Song Xi laughed a few times in front of him, and the corners of his lips gradually dropped as he smiled, and finally turned into a regretful expression, If only we had known each other a few years earlier, maybe I could have discussed giving Ma Ma with my father. Thoughts on naming.”

George Sheng said: Dad will also be happy if he knows you are sitting on his horse now.

With that said, before Song Xi could say anything, he added: My father's horse can only be ridden by my own family.

The two chatted with Qiao Dingxiang for a while. Unknowingly, Song Xi raised his head and saw a corner of the house in front of him. As the horse got closer and closer, the woods that blocked his sight emptied, and there was an open space in front of him. A wooden house with a triangular roof rises from the ground.

The entire house is made of wood, and it looks very much like Cinderella's Old Site that Song Xi saw in fairy tale books when she was a child. The wooden fence around the house is tied with blooming flowers. At this temperature, naturally they are not real flowers, but The fake flowers are also fake and beautiful, more like a dream.

George Sheng got off the horse first, and then helped Song Xi jump off. Her eyes shone brightly, and the corners of her lips raised high at some point, and she asked aloud: When did you prepare it?

George Sheng had shown her some construction photos on the island before, and she was sure she had not seen this fairytale-like cabin.

George Sheng took her hand and walked forward, saying as he walked: It's for a few children.

He thought that these children loved fairy tales so much. If he took them out to play one day and accidentally discovered this place, wouldn't they be particularly happy?

Qiaoqiao and Bo Jingdu were still young, and it would take a year or two before they could walk in the fields, but he had made plans early.

Song Xi admitted that George Sheng was not only a good husband, he was also a good and competent father.

Song Xi had not seen the child yet, so Song Xi came to inspect it in person first, and followed George Sheng into the cabin. The interior was not as deserted as she thought, but it was extremely warm, and the decorations were all retro and dreamy. The area was small and there was only one living room. Song Xi looked around the two bedrooms. The innocence in her eyes had not faded away, but there was already someone behind her who couldn't wait to move closer. Her innocence was instantly covered up by the 'complexity' of an adult.

Song Xi knew that being courteous for nothing was a traitor or a thief. Just because he didn't take her into the villa didn't mean he didn't have those thoughts. No, it was true as expected. A country can change its nature but it's hard to change it.

Song Xi and George Sheng rolled onto the new sheets together. Because they were made of lace, they were slightly prickly. George Sheng felt that Song Xi was distracted for a moment, so he rolled her to the side and reached out to lift the quilt outside. , revealing the sheets inside, which were actually clean.

Song Xi took the opportunity to talk to him, Your taste is becoming more and more elusive now.

George Sheng was lying on the bed with Song Xi in his arms. His handsome face did not look indifferent as usual, but showed his naked nature. Staring at Song Xi's face, he replied aloud: I'm down there, I won't I asked you to tie it up.

He did what he said, and for the next hour, Song Xi stayed on top of him, even if she wanted to, she didn't come down. It was broad daylight outside, and the window had no curtains. She raised her head when she was in a state of confusion and saw what she saw outside the window. There is a forest behind the cabin. The trees here are evergreen all year round and always lush. However, I don’t know when it started to snow. The snow was not too heavy or too small, and pieces of snow slowly floated down from the sky.

Song Xi asked in a trembling voice: Yes, will someone come?

George Sheng breathed heavily, held her waist and replied: No. He spoke concisely.

Song Xi knew that no one would come, so what was there to be afraid of? She started fighting with him to the end. The two stayed in the cabin for several hours before packing up and going back. Poor Xiaojie kept waiting at home, watching. When the two of them came in, they ran over and hugged Song Xi's thigh, raised their head and asked, Godmother, where did you and your godfather go? It took me so long to come back. I thought Dama took you away.

Song Xi was too embarrassed to ask this question, and didn't want to lie to the child, so he simply said: Ask your godfather.

Xiaojie looked at George Sheng, who said without changing his expression: You have good physical strength and can run very far on horseback. You will know when you grow up.

Xiaojie asked: Then the big horse won't be tired?

George Sheng: ...it's okay.