Life With You

There was insufficient light in the car, and Song Xi didn't see the subtle changes in the expression on George Sheng's face. It was because she was at a loss for a moment, and she couldn't say whether she was happy or something else.

Pursing his beautiful thin lips, he waited for a few seconds before saying: It's useless to flatter him, and I won't give you money.

Song Xi replied with a hint of smile: I don't need you to pay, just don't be angry.

Just don't be angry...

George Sheng felt something strange in his heart again, and a layer of fine goosebumps appeared on his body. Perhaps no one had the opportunity to act coquettishly in front of him, so his resistance to this aspect was a little weak.

Again, he knew she was trying to please her, but he just couldn't help but enjoy it.

Looking ahead, George Sheng said while driving: The car I gave you is not for you to show off your skills. It has the ability to get rid of my people. Can you promise to get rid of the people who are secretly planning to harm you?

Hearing this, Song Xi said: I think it's Tong Hao, so I called you right away. I'm afraid that if he sees me returning to Cuicheng Mountain, he knows about our relationship and causes trouble for you.

George Sheng remained silent, both of them knew very well that this relationship was a semi-humiliating existence for him, so the fewer people who knew about it, the better.

Back at Cuicheng Mountain, Song Xi got out of the car with the puppy in her arms, followed closely by George Sheng. The two walked toward the door together. He suddenly said something that Song Xi hadn't heard for a while, I'm hungry.

She turned her head and looked at him, Didn't you eat tonight?

It was okay not to mention this, but George Sheng became angry when he mentioned it, and gave her a sinister look: What do you think?

Song Xi secretly asked how she knew? But then she thought about it... She asked, Did you come out during the meal?

George Sheng remained silent, which was regarded as acquiescence.

Song Xidun felt guilty and quickly replied: I'll make pimple soup for you.

After entering the house, Song Xi held the dog and took off her shoes. Her shoes were strapped, which was inconvenient. She turned sideways and faced George Sheng. She said, Can you hold it for me?

George Sheng didn't answer, with a hint of disgust in his eyes, Put it on the ground.

Song Xi said: Its leg is broken.

George Sheng said: He has four legs, one is broken and there are three more. Do you think it is you?

Song Xi didn't dare to turn his face, so he pouted slightly and bent down to put the puppy on the ground. It slept soundly in her arms. The moment it was placed on the ground, it immediately opened its eyes. Two seconds later, it stood up shakily. It had four little yellow legs, and the front left one was tied with white gauze. It looked pitiful. And cute.

Song Xi was worried that it would not be able to walk well, but it bumped and walked faster than her.

The invisible slap in the face is the most deadly. Song Xi suddenly thought of the time when Qixi suffered from depression. George Sheng said that he was influenced by her. Sure enough, when Qixi came, he was as happy as anything.

It seems that in the future, she should not be stubborn with him when it comes to matters related to cats and dogs. He is an expert.

After changing her slippers, Song Xi went straight to the kitchen, and George Sheng walked towards the second floor. The little wolfdog followed at his feet, trying to climb up with great effort.

He thought that when the seven of them were little, each of them looked like the one at his feet.

Song Xi made a large bowl of pimple soup, a deluxe version, persimmon soy sauce pot, with poached eggs, ham and vegetables in it. Today she showed off her skills by adding some shrimp to make it fresh.

When she thought of the word fresh food, Song Xi herself felt that she was great and enlightened. Han Chunmeng only said this usually. She used to be famous for being unable to hold up the wall when it came to cooking.

After George Sheng took a shower, he sat in the living room and watched TV. Song Xi brought the big bowl to the dining room and asked him to come over and eat.

As soon as George Sheng stood up, the little wolfdog lying at his feet immediately ran over with him. When Song Xi saw this, he raised the corners of his lips and said, It likes you.

George Sheng looked calm and said in the same tone as usual: You like me more.

Song Xi felt like something was stuck in his throat. It was really hard to accept these words. Did he have some misunderstanding about himself?

George Sheng sat down on the chair and looked down at the big bowl in front of her. Today she added more things.

Song Xi bent down and picked up the puppy, and greeted George Sheng: I'm going to feed it.

In the kitchen, Song Xi held a small bowl in her hand, stirring and blowing with a spoon. In the bowl was a deluxe version of pimple soup that was exactly the same as George Sheng's. She specially reserved some for the little wolfdog.

When the blowing was almost done, Song Xi put the bowl on the ground. The little wolfdog came forward and smelled it for a few seconds, then licked the top ham with his tongue without refusing to eat.

George Sheng was sitting outside, and at a certain moment, an idea suddenly occurred to him. What did he think Song Xi would feed the dog?

He stood up and walked towards the kitchen. At first glance, there was no one in the kitchen. After a closer look, he followed the gap under the table and saw Song Xi squatting by the cupboard door.

Deliberately putting away his footsteps, George Sheng stood behind Song Xi, caught a glimpse of what the puppy was eating, his eyes darkened, and after a few seconds, he said in a deep voice: The dog food you made for me?

Song Xi didn't hear anyone walking in behind her at all, not to mention that the sound came from very close behind her. Recently, she had become suspicious and startled. When she heard the sound, she immediately trembled with fright. She instinctively Turned.

When she saw George Sheng standing one step behind, Song Xi was even more panicked. He quickly stood up, but because of the sudden force, he lost his balance and leaned his body. He was about to step on the bowl with his foot...

George Sheng reacted quickly and immediately reached out to pull her. Song Xi clasped George Sheng's arm with his backhand. As soon as he stopped his hand, he almost hugged her in his arms.

Song Xi was still shocked, and because of the excessive movement, his face was bloodshot and red.

George Sheng saw her holding his arm tightly for one second, two seconds, three seconds...

In the end, it was Song Xi who came to her senses on her own and realized that she was holding George Sheng tightly at this moment. With a blush on her face, she stepped back and muttered: Thank you.

George Sheng remained calm: Want to destroy the body and eliminate all traces?

Song Xi was embarrassed, No...

He added: Give me the same food as a dog...you can do it.

Song Xi hurriedly said: I'm not giving you dog food, I'm just letting it touch your face and taste what you eat.

George Sheng said: It's not a good thing.

Song Xi's face was still very red, maybe her brain was short-circuited, so she smiled and nodded: Yes, you are all easy to support.

After saying that, she regretted it. As expected, George Sheng's face looked even worse.

Song Xi immediately smiled apologetically, Ha, I said the wrong thing again... I'm sorry, don't be angry with me, I've been a little out of my mind lately.

As a human being, you have to be able to bend and stretch, and sometimes you have to tell the truth.

Song Xi's frank and lenient attitude towards admitting her mistake was quite good. George Sheng looked at her for a few seconds, but he didn't get angry after all. He just glanced at her, turned around and walked out.

Looking at his back, Song Xi took a long breath. Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger, it is full of dangers.

Later in the evening, George Sheng was reading in the room when the door was knocked, accompanied by a familiar voice: Are you asleep?

George Sheng raised his head, then lowered his gaze, Come in.