Life With You

George Sheng stood by the window and saw Song Xi lying on the coffee table behind him through the reflective glass. A slight smile flashed under his black pupils. Want to rely on this trick to keep him sleepy? She also overestimated herself.

After smoking a cigarette, George Sheng turned around and walked back. Song Xi rested his face on his arm. Not to mention how soundly she slept, he wanted to wake her up and continue to consume her, just like boiling an eagle, and drank her in one go. , she would no longer hold back and have conversational therapy with him in the future.

But looking at her extremely sweet sleeping face, he couldn't bear it. Not only could he not bear to wake her up to continue sleeping, he even couldn't bear to wake her up.

Ever since she had an accident outside, no matter how late he came back, the lights upstairs were always on. It was not difficult for George Sheng to guess that she was afraid, seeing blood in the hospital and witnessing beatings on the road. Kill or kill, these are two completely different concepts. She probably hasn't had a good night's sleep in a long time.

George Sheng is a person who suffers from insomnia. He knows very well what it feels like to be unable to sleep. Last night, he lit a lamp and boiled oil to write a treatment plan for him. Today, he drank coffee and had sex with him face to face... Forget it, just think of it as pity for her. Let her sleep for a while.

Without waking up Song Xi, George Sheng leaned on the bed and read a book, hoping to wait until she woke up and leave. However, an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Song Xi remained in the same position without moving.

Not sure if sleepiness is contagious, George Sheng gradually started to feel sleepy. He raised his eyes from the book and landed on Song Xi's back. He wanted to call her out, but after a few seconds of silence, he silently put down the book. Turned off the light and lay down directly on the bed.

In the silent night, in the dark room, George Sheng lay on his back, his eyes closed naturally. He was used to being alone. He knew that there was a second person breathing in the room. He was a little sleepy, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

He began to regret not kicking her out. Now she was in his room, sleeping more soundly than him. The more George Sheng couldn't sleep, the more jealous he became, as if something he wanted but couldn't get could be easily possessed by others. , come on or not.

Turning over, he turned his back to the coffee table, obviously not looking at her, but still trying to be out of sight and out of mind.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a slight sound in the room. George Sheng fell asleep and soon opened his eyes.

His room was covered with pure black curtains, not even the moonlight could penetrate at all. The room was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers, but George Sheng was born with excellent night vision, and he could see everything in the dark as if it were daytime.

Turning around, he looked at the coffee table. He thought Song Xi was awake. Unexpectedly, she was still sleeping, but she had changed her position. Before, she was sitting in front of the coffee table and sleeping on her stomach. Now she may be uncomfortable after sitting for a long time. , actually lying on the carpet.

If he hadn't known that she had no intention of seducing him, George Sheng would have really doubted whether Song Xi deliberately stayed here and fell asleep lying on the floor?

Song Xi was really sleepy. Not to mention the soft wool carpet in George Sheng's house, she could sleep on the cement floor. Turning over, she unconsciously turned to George Sheng's side, using her arms as pillows and her legs. Curled up slightly, like a big baby.

George Sheng opened his eyes and looked at her sleepy face. From disgust, jealousy, and contempt, it slowly transformed into envy, exploration, and a touch of softness.

She originally had a good life, but suddenly her family suffered a huge change and she was reduced to being dependent on others. He could feel her cautiousness, the feeling of smiling even though she was obviously unhappy. He had never experienced it personally, but he had seen too many .

Too many people would sell their dignity for profit, but Song Xi, she occasionally tried hard to cater, just to keep her only dignity.

She fell out with him because of her frustrated self-esteem, and squeezed the last bit of her dignity because of Song Yuanqing. Therefore, in her heart, family members were the most important, followed by face.

She understood him blatantly, why didn't he slowly observe her and understand her?

The more he gets to know her, the more he realizes that she is not as difficult to accept as he imagined. He should not treat her as his wife, but as an ordinary partner. Even as a friend, she is a good candidate.

George Sheng can be tough on the outside, but he never lies to himself. He admits that he no longer hates her.

After thinking about it, he felt much more comfortable. George Sheng turned over again, with his back to Song Xi, and fell asleep not long after this time.

When she opened her eyes twice in the middle, Song Xi was curled up on the carpet. Although it was summer now, George Sheng still showed rare sympathy for her. He got out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a big bath towel and cover her body.

There were no blankets in his house. He didn't use them on weekdays, and he couldn't give up the only bed to her. Seeing how hard she slept, George Sheng suspected for the nth time that she was here to treat him.

After returning to bed and lying down, George Sheng opened his eyes again and was awakened by the ringing of his cell phone. The second he opened his eyes, he thought of Song Xi and quickly answered the phone because he was afraid of waking her up.

The phone was already pressed to his ear. George Sheng's eyes fell on the coffee table, and he couldn't help but be surprised. The place was empty, and Song Xi was not there.

Yuanbao's voice came from the mobile phone: Brother Sheng, are you up?

Um.

Then I'll go pick you up now.

Um.

After hanging up the phone, George Sheng stood up. He was very puzzled, if for no other reason than that if Song Xi left midway, there was no way he wouldn't hear any sound.

Lifting the quilt, he was about to get out of bed, his legs already hanging down, but suddenly he saw a figure clinging to the bedside. He temporarily put his feet back and looked down. The bath towel was wrapped around him, only half of his calves and bare feet were exposed. , if not Song Xi, who else? He was only five or six centimeters away before he stepped on her.

He had seen Song Xi sleeping peacefully on her back, but he had never seen her sleeping like this. If the bed hadn't been in the way, she could have rolled down the second floor.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, George Sheng stared at Song Xi under the bed, seemingly at a loss for a moment.

He was extremely merciful by not waking her up last night and letting her stay in this room all night. It is only natural to wake her up now, but for some reason, George Sheng still didn't want to wake her up. He wanted to see if she could be here. When will you sleep?

With a step of his long legs, George Sheng stepped over her and went to the bathroom to wash up. When he came out after the bath, Song Xi was still clinging to the bed. The look was quite funny.

George Sheng looked at her back, slightly twitching his lips, revealing a smile that was either happy or mocking.

Song Xi didn't sleep all day and night. She slept in a hazy state. She vaguely heard a rustling sound behind her. She was drowsy. She turned over instinctively and squinted one eye... not far away. , as if there was a back figure, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, two long legs, no clothes on the upper body, and strong muscle lines on both sides of the spine. The man was slightly bent over to put on trousers, and the black trousers were pulled up. Song Xi took the opportunity to see the plump buttocks wrapped under the white panties.

After realizing it later, it turned out to be a man. Song Xi felt so happy that she thought she was having a sweet dream, so she almost laughed out loud.