Life With You

After the dinner in the evening, Ben had to go to the Forbidden City to continue. George Sheng said hello to the other party and wanted to leave first, and asked Yuan Bao to accompany the rest.

When I got home, it was just after eleven o'clock at night. The lights in the living room were dark, and the lights in the room on the third floor were still on.

George Sheng walked in and went up to the second floor. He saw a tray at the door of the room with a bunch of things on it.

The cut fruit plate contains pears, apples, longans and citrus. The familiar thermos cup was used to drink traditional Chinese medicine. There is a small crystal bowl next to the thermos cup, which contains a handful of... walnut kernels?

George Sheng had not seen raw walnut kernels for many years, and he was a little stunned for a while.

Song Xi was upstairs. She heard the sound of cars coming from downstairs and knew that George Sheng was back. Sure enough, within twenty minutes, his phone call came.

Song Xi answered the call, and he still said the same two words, Go downstairs.

Song Xi came to George Sheng's room downstairs and saw that he had finished taking a shower and was sitting on the sofa in a black bathrobe. Nothing on the tray in front of him had been moved.

Familiar with his routine, Song Xi didn't wait for him to ask questions and explained to herself: These fruits can effectively relieve nervous tension and help sleep.

As she said that, she picked up the tangerine cut in half, walked to his bedside, and put the tangerine on the bedside table. You don't need to eat this, you can smell it.

Turning around and walking back, she opened the lid of the thermos cup and handed it to him, The red date soup is not bad at all. Try it.

George Sheng had just come out of the shower and happened to be a little thirsty. He took the thermos cup and looked inside with vigilant eyes, Where are the red dates?

Song Xi said, Do you want to eat it? There's some in the pot downstairs.

George Sheng didn’t want to eat, he just asked.

Tentatively, he brought it to his lips and drank a very small amount. It had no strange taste and was still sweet.

Song Xi said: I added sugar to make it. It's not bitter.

George Sheng raised his neck, quenching his thirst as he drank more, and drank most of it in one breath.

Song Xi was simply ecstatic. After all, in her heart, he represented the word difficult. She was afraid that he would be picky again.

With his rare cooperation, Song Xi quickly struck while the iron was hot, bent down, picked up the small bowl, and handed it to him, Eat some walnuts.

George Sheng looked pale and asked in a provocative tone: Do you want me to replenish my brain?

Song Xi said: Walnuts are nourishing and strong products, which are good for sleep.

She clearly said it nourishes and strengthens the body, but George Sheng just heard it as nourishing yin and strengthening yang. He raised his eyelids meaningfully and glanced at her. George Sheng did not move for a long time.

Song Xi treated him like a child and immediately asked with concern: You don't like eating walnuts?

After asking, without waiting for his answer, she added: If you don't like it, don't eat this. I'll change it for you tomorrow. Do you like black sesame?

Late at night, the white light shone down from her head. She was already good-looking, with a pleasant face and a gentle tone. At a certain moment, George Sheng seemed to see a pair of wings spread out from her back. She really looked a bit like an angel in white.

It would be fine if she wasn't so nice to him on purpose.

George Sheng woke up in just a few seconds, looked away and said, Is this the dietary therapy you prepared?

It's too simplistic.

Song Xi said: It's all medicinal food from the beginning. I'm afraid you won't be able to get used to it.

George Sheng exposed her ruthlessly, You can't do it?

Song Xi twitched the corners of his lips guiltily, Let's take it slow, so it's easier for you to accept and I have time to study.

She was very frank, but it made George Sheng a little confused. He raised his hand and ate a piece of pear with a small fork on the fruit plate.

Song Xi rolled his eyes from side to side and mustered up the courage to say, Do you want to talk now?

George Sheng's mouth was filled with the fragrance of pears. Hearing this, he raised his head and looked at her.

Song Xi smiled, I mean, if you want to talk, I will chat with you.

What kind of trick is this?

No one has ever asked George Sheng this kind of question, chatting?

His eyes showed instinctive scrutiny and defensiveness. After a few seconds, he opened his thin lips and asked without answering: Do you have something to ask me for?

Song Xi immediately shook his head, No.

George Sheng asked: Do you want to see your dad?

The smile on Song Xi's face faded slightly, but she still looked calm and sincere, and replied softly: I originally wanted to trouble you to send me in to see him, but I don't want to now.

George Sheng said: Afraid that he will be worried?

Song Xi said: This is one of the reasons. The main reason is that I am afraid to ask and I can't find out. Most likely he won't tell me about his enemies outside.

George Sheng didn't answer for a while. Song Xi looked at him and suddenly smiled, Don't always think that I have bad intentions. Can't I just want to chat with you?

George Sheng stared at her unblinkingly with a pair of obsidian eyes, deliberately not hiding the suspicion in his heart.

Song Xi looked at him for three or four seconds and immediately changed his tone: Okay, okay, I have a purpose. I want to give you some therapy.

When George Sheng heard this, his eyes suddenly darkened.

Song Xi explained: Don't be afraid. If you talk, use chatting to treat your insomnia. Talking therapy.

She felt that she was very humorous, and she couldn't help but want to laugh, but George Sheng had no expression on his face and stared at her with a crazy look, which made Song Xi want to laugh but was embarrassed at the same time, and finally his beautiful face became tangled. With a look that didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she opened her pink lips and whispered, Don't be so serious.

She has a very strong woman side, but she also has a cowardly and soft little woman side. It just depends on what kind of side she wants to show to whom at what time.

George Sheng was very afraid of her acting coquettishly. Even though in Song Xi's opinion, this was not considered coquettish, he just couldn't stand it.

My whole body felt like an electric shock, and my fingertips and hair were numb from the bottom of my heart.

Thinking of the time when she persuaded him to take medicine, she also said very casually but softly: Drink it.

It almost cost him half his life. He drank such bitter medicine for many days.

For a moment, he couldn't stare at her anymore. George Sheng looked away, with only four words in his mind that kept repeating: beauty is a disaster.

Song Xi made up her mind. No matter what grievance she suffered this time, she would not give up halfway. She would cure his insomnia as soon as possible and restore Song Yuanqing's innocence as soon as possible.

Bold and shameless, Song Xi deliberately pretended to be cute and asked in a low voice: Let's talk?

The hairs under George Sheng's bathrobe stood up uncontrollably. He raised his eyes to look at her and said in a deep voice: Speak carefully.

Song Xi immediately straightened his back, straightened his posture, raised his head and raised his chest, Yes.

Just salute him.

When George Sheng saw this, he tried not to show joy, but there was a clear smile in his eyes.

Song Xi saw it clearly and immediately breathed a sigh of relief and relieved himself, Don't always scare people.

George Sheng was indeed in a good mood. He opened his mouth and took the initiative: What do you want to talk about?

Song Xi said: Look at you, whatever you want to talk about, I will talk with you.

There was a flash of narrowing in George Sheng's eyes, and he suddenly said: Do you want to pay?