Life With You

Song Xi replied angrily: If I had known you would come back at this time, I would have bought more vegetables. It's not like she couldn't afford it.

She said so, and George Sheng didn't want to appear 'stingy', so he took out his cell phone and made a call, asking someone to deliver Shui Mulian's food.

Putting down the phone, he said coolly: Just wait.

His intention was obvious, and he wanted to eat together when the food came back, but Song Xi was so hungry that he said, It's okay, I'll eat first.

When George Sheng heard this, he immediately raised his head and glanced at her. Now, even if Song Xi couldn't fully understand his temper, he still had half of it. Seeing this, she quickly said: It's not that I don't want to wait, I'm hungry. That lunch meal was eaten seven or eight hours ago.”

George Sheng looked at her for a few seconds, then suddenly stood up and said, It's up to you.

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Song Xi was not a fool, and of course she could see that Ya was unhappy again, but fortunately she knew why he was unhappy this time. After he left, she took a few bites to fill her stomach, so that she would no longer be hungry. Then I put down my chopsticks and sat in the dining room to study Chinese medicine books, and also watched the medicine being boiled along the way.

After almost an hour, the doorbell came from the living room. Song Xi had lived here for so long. Apart from her and George Sheng, only Yuanbao had been here. And everyone had keys, so there was basically no doorbell. Song Xi stood at the entrance and looked out the door along the screen of the video phone. It was a man carrying two large white bags in his hands. He should be delivering food.

If it was an unfamiliar face, Song Xi wouldn't open the door directly, but fortunately she knew this person. He was from George Sheng and one of several groups of people responsible for protecting her.

Opening the door, Song Xi was smiling. When the man saw it was her, he quickly nodded and called, Miss Song.

After saying that, he handed over the bag in his hand. Song Xi took it and said with a smile: Thank you, please.

You're welcome, you and Brother Sheng eat slowly, I'm leaving.

After closing the door, Song Xi took the bag to the dining room and felt the temperature. It was still a little hot. From here to Shui Mulian, it would take forty minutes without traffic jams. Plus when cooking, she doubted Shui Mulian. Did the cook cook the food in the car?

As expected, everyone was as careful as possible with anything related to George Sheng, for fear that he would accidentally find fault.

The food was very hot, but George Sheng refused to come downstairs, so Song Xi had to go upstairs to call him, lest it be a sin not to call.

Standing at the door of his room, Song Xi knocked on the door a few times. Not long after, someone's familiar and cold voice came from the door, What are you doing?

Song Xi rolled his eyes unscrupulously, but replied in a good tone: The food you ordered is here.

There was no response at all from the door, and Song Xi wasn't sure what he meant, but it was easy to be sure of the answer. She rolled her eyes slightly and added tentatively: Didn't you say we would eat together? I just wanted to I left a belly, will you eat it now?

Ten seconds passed, and her words were as if they were lost in the sea. Song Xi curled his lips angrily, turned around and went downstairs.

It took about seven or eight minutes. She was reading a book downstairs, and there were faint footsteps behind her. Sure enough, when she turned her head, George Sheng was here.

At that moment, Song Xi felt a sense of indescribable pride in his heart, as if his thoughts had been confirmed, and he still wanted to eat with her.

Once she was in a good mood, Song Xi smiled more and took the initiative to say, I'll borrow your light to have another meal.

George Sheng didn't look at her, and said in a disgusted tone: Are you asking for food?

Song Xi replied: If you eat something as simple as pimple soup, it's not as good as my fried noodles as a side dish.

George Sheng was choked, and all he could think about was how to fight back, but three seconds passed, and he missed the best opportunity to fight back, and he still didn't think of a counterattack.

Sure enough, eating people has a soft mouth.

He ordered ten dishes and set up a table. Shui Mulian's dishes were naturally much more delicious than the fast food in the supermarket. Song Xi ate happily and inevitably said, Do you like sweets?

George Sheng was always arrogant and did not raise his head. He did not speak directly and asked instead: What are you doing?

Song Xi said: I bought a lot of candy. You can eat a piece of candy after taking the medicine at night. I thought about it and you still can't add sugar to the medicine. Otherwise, the medicine will not be effective. You will suffer and you will not see the effect.

George Sheng said: It is one of your responsibilities as doctors to reduce the pain of patients as much as possible. You can't even find the best solution to the pain of medicine, and you still talk about it all day long, either to save this or to save that.

Song Xi now also understood his way of speaking. Even if he couldn't speak well, she didn't get angry with him. She just replied in a calm tone: The direction of my research is not how to solve the pain of medicine. At present, I only have one Goal, improve your sleep quality.

The implication is to tell him, don't tell me about the bitterness of the medicine, it is not my responsibility.

However, she underestimated George Sheng's mouth. Not only did he not speak well, he was also difficult to listen to in many cases.

For example, at this moment, he opened his mouth and said: According to what you said, the swimming coach only needs to teach swimming, and there is no need to save people when they see them sinking to the bottom. After all, this is not within his business scope. Lifeguards should be allowed to save them.

Even Song Xi couldn't stand up to him for such a blatant argument.

Extremely angry, Song Xi looked at him and smiled, You are so funny.

George Sheng was silent and looked down while eating. His action was very beautiful. Of course, this was also because he was good-looking. Song Xi felt tangled in his heart when he saw it. Why is such a good-looking person so annoying?

But after thinking about it, she immediately felt relieved. God is very fair. It gives a person such a unique and beautiful skin, and gives him a status that is destined to be jealous from the moment he is born. If he is given another good character... Tsk, No, thinking about it, she felt that this was very illegal. If that were true, wouldn't he be loved by everyone?

The two have been at odds with each other for a long time, and George Sheng always felt that when Song Xi didn't speak, he would secretly scold him in his heart, like now.

Song Xi's cell phone on the table rang. It was not a phone call, but the alarm clock she had set.

After turning off the alarm clock, she got up and went to the kitchen, turned off the fire under the white medicine jar on the right, and then poured out a bowl of medicine while wearing insulated gloves.

The medicine was too hot. Song Xi took it to the dining room table and waited for it to cool down before drinking it. George Sheng thought it was for him and asked aloud: Didn't you say you would stay up until nearly one o'clock?

Song Xi said: Oh, your medicine is still boiling, this is mine.

George Sheng asked: What's wrong with you?

Song Xi said: This is to regulate the body.

George Sheng looked at the brown concoction, a complicated expression flashed in his eyes, and then he said disgustedly: You have to suffer even if you are not sick.

Seeing this, Song Xi suddenly had a sudden impulse and looked at him and said, Look at how I take medicine in a moment. A grown man is not as good as a woman in taking medicine.