Life With You

The car was very quiet, George Sheng didn't say anything, only Song Xi laughed unbearably. It's strange to say that people are also strange. The more they are not allowed to laugh, the more they want to laugh. At this time, George Sheng allowed her to laugh, and Song Xi smiled. She felt an inexplicable chill down her spine and numb scalp. She glanced at her from the corner of her eye. George Sheng, I saw him taking out a cigarette and holding it to his lips, lowering his eyes slightly and lighting it with a lighter. The whole action... looked handsome and exuded a dangerous aura.

Song Xi quickly put away his smile, coughed slightly awkwardly, and then started the car seriously.

George Sheng took a puff of cigarette, his beautiful black pupils casually tilted towards her, and asked in a tone of indifference: Why aren't you laughing?

Song Xi tensed his back and replied without squinting: Enough laughing.

George Sheng asked: Is it enough if you say enough?

The familiar sense of aggression and crisis once again enveloped her whole body. Song Xi secretly thought that he had to behave like a drunk even if he hadn't drank. How could he offend someone like George Sheng?

While feeling regretful, her mind was spinning rapidly. After much thought, she still remained silent.

George Sheng was not unhappy in his heart, he just... wanted to scare her.

With a deliberately pulled face, he said in a deep voice: Are you deaf?

Song Xi stared straight ahead and suddenly said, I'm driving.

George Sheng:

Did she think she was mentally retarded, or did she think he was mentally retarded, and she actually tried to use such a bad excuse to get away?

Song Xi caught a glimpse of George Sheng still looking at her unblinkingly from the corner of her eye, feeling uneasy in her heart. She quickly said again: Who doesn't have a nickname yet? They call you Monk Qiao, you can call me Deaf Song.

Deaf Song... For a moment, George Sheng suddenly turned away and looked out the window. Such a large movement really startled Song Xi. She didn't know what he was going to do. She thought this nickname was a slap in the face again. His pain point? The key is that he is not deaf, he just acts like a mute occasionally.

George Sheng's handsome face favored by God was reflected in the passenger window. At this time, his heart was extremely turbulent and he wanted to laugh, but he must hold it back, he must hold it back, and he must not look good on her. .

Referring to others, George Sheng now understood how difficult it was to hold back his laughter, which meant that he had excellent self-control, but he still endured the pain in his spleen and lungs.

Because of the words Song Deaf, George Sheng never spoke to her again. Song Xi didn't know whether to be happy or worried. When she occasionally got distracted, she felt that she should squeeze in some time recently to study psychology. In class, I am with the tiger every day, but I don’t know what the tiger is thinking, which is really unsettling.

She was very good at driving, which George Sheng had already seen with his own eyes. Sitting in the passenger seat, he closed his eyes and rested. Although he couldn't fall asleep, he could always take a rest.

He was in a very peaceful mood, and he was relaxing when suddenly Song Xi made a sharp turn. She was supposed to go straight, but she changed direction and went to the right.

George Sheng opened his eyes, his face was calm, but his eyes scanned the situation on the street in three seconds. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. He finally turned his head and looked at Song Xi in the driver's seat. It was her. , looking obviously nervous.

Opening his thin lips, George Sheng asked, What's wrong?

Song Xi's chest rose and fell slightly, and after a few seconds she said, I just saw Dongxu's car. There was Han Chunmeng in the car as well. If she had been any slower, the two cars would have been facing each other.

The consequences are simply unimaginable.

When George Sheng heard this, something strange flashed through his heart, as if he was unhappy, Are you so afraid that Gu Dongxu knows about our relationship?

Song Xi replied without thinking: Of course.

There was a sneer in George Sheng's eyes, What are you afraid of?

Song Xi said with some confusion: We have an agreement and it cannot be known to outsiders. I am driving today. If I bump into you, it will be yours or mine?

George Sheng said: To be clear, Gu Dongxu cannot be considered an outsider. After all, he also has part of the Qiao family's blood flowing in his body.

Song Xi was even more confused. What did George Sheng mean?

After a few seconds, George Sheng said directly: What do you think Gu Dongxu would think if he knew about our relationship?

Song Xi let out a sigh of relief in his heart, secretly thinking that Gu Dongxu's opinion of George Sheng definitely meant that he had forced her into prostitution, so what else could she think?

Dongxu still respects you very much. After all, you are the elder. He also told me that the reason why I was able to see my dad on my birthday was because of your help. Thank you.

George Sheng didn't expect that Song Xi would praise him when the conversation changed. After a moment of pause, he said in a nonchalant manner: You don't have to say good things to Gu Dongxu. I've known him longer than you.

Song Xi's eyes flashed with guilt and embarrassment, but he had to say against his will: Man, you have a tough mouth. What you think in your heart is different from what you say.

George Sheng answered the question and seriously doubted whether her remarks were to evaluate Gu Dongxu or to tell him.

When Song Xi and George Sheng were chatting, they would still rack their brains and feel tense, but neither of them noticed that they could basically have a normal conversation now, unlike before, which would stop abruptly after two sentences. Or just fall out.

As the car drove all the way back to Cuicheng Mountain, Song Xi saw that George Sheng did not close his eyes to rest, so he made a neat little drift and parked the car on its side.

After getting off the car, she opened the back door and carefully took out the two backpacks, fearing to disturb Coke and Qixi while they were sleeping.

After entering the entrance hall, the two of them changed their shoes at the door, and then walked upstairs one after another. When they reached the second floor, George Sheng turned left and walked directly towards the master bedroom. After thinking about it, Song Xi thought it was definitely better. Say to him politely: Good night.

She didn't expect George Sheng to reply, so she headed towards the third floor after speaking. Only George Sheng himself knew that he instinctively said 'hmm' in his heart.

Yes, from the bottom of my heart.

After being out for a few hours, the two of them returned to their rooms and took showers to prepare for bed. Song Xi rarely suffered from insomnia, so it was expected that he could sleep. What was rare was George Sheng. He rarely fell asleep soon after lying down, and he slept well. Feeling particularly at ease, when he opened his eyes again, it was already dawn. He picked up his phone and looked at the time. George Sheng felt incredible.

In his mind, Song Xi said while driving: Just call me Deaf Song.

The corners of George Sheng's lips finally curled up, and his eyes seemed as if the snowy mountains had melted, feeling cold and warm at the same time.

After thinking about it for less than half a minute, George Sheng suddenly realized that this rhythm was wrong. How could he miss Song Xi when he opened his eyes?

He put away his smile and forced himself to drive her away from his mind. He also refused to admit that he was thinking about her. At most, he just thought Deaf Song was funny.

After taking a shower, George Sheng went downstairs to the kitchen to get water. He passed by the dining room and saw a white casserole on the table, and something like a note next to the pot.

When I got closer and picked it up, I saw a familiar font on the note, and a few words: Thank you for the red wine yesterday.

George Sheng opened the lid of the casserole. Inside was half a pot of persimmon soup, including vegetables, eggs, and ham.