Life With You

After arranging her expression, Song Xi closed her eyes and gradually felt the feeling of sleepiness gradually rising. George Sheng didn't speak anymore. After a while, Song Xi's breathing became steady.

Listening to Song Xi's breathing, George Sheng felt envious at first, but then gradually became a little sleepy. It was probably due to the onset of the cold medicine's effects.

Song Xi fell asleep and inexplicably opened her eyes in the middle of the night. After a few seconds, she touched her mobile phone on the coffee table and checked the time. It was three fifty-eight in the morning. She squinted and looked in the direction of the big bed. George Sheng was sleeping on his side. His back was turned to her, his upper body was uncovered by the quilt, and his black T-shirt and arms were exposed.

She immediately stood up and walked to the bed with her slippers on. She took a closer look by the light of her mobile phone and saw that his back was all wet with sweat.

He went to the bathroom to wash the towel and came back to help him take off his clothes and wipe his body. During this period, George Sheng had woken up early, but he never opened his eyes or spoke. He only wondered if Song Xi didn't take the clothes from the closet immediately after she wiped his body. , but went out for a while, and when he came back, he walked over directly and put clothes on him.

The whole process took more than ten minutes. Song Xi made sure that George's fever had gone away, and then returned to the sofa to continue sleeping.

The summer in the north is very short, and the coolness is only a matter of a few rains. The temperature gets lower in the early morning. George Sheng couldn't sleep and opened his eyes, so he looked sideways in the direction of the sofa.

The blanket Song Xi was wearing was a summer style. She huddled up and wished she could bury her whole face in the blanket. It was obviously cold.

George Sheng watched for a while, then turned over and got out of bed, carrying a quilt and walking to the sofa. Not to mention gentle, but gentle, he helped cover her up.

He stopped by the bathroom. He felt very uncomfortable when he had a fever. He went to bed immediately after eating. Now he couldn't bear it and wanted to brush his teeth. He turned on the light, and George Sheng walked to the sink and picked up the electric toothbrush. and toothpaste, works as usual.

He is not narcissistic, and he doesn't look at the mirror much on weekdays, but he is not blind after all. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror from the corner of his eye. He didn't notice anything in the first few seconds, but at a certain moment, he was holding a toothbrush. His movements paused slightly, and he looked intently at his body in the mirror... to be clear, it was his clothes.

He is used to wearing black, and there is no other color except black in his wardrobe, but now he is clearly wearing a dark blue shirt, with a low round collar, invisible buttons, and no pockets or extraneous designs. It is simple. The way he likes it.

George Sheng remembered that when Song Xi was dressing him, the buttons had been tied for a long time. At that time, he felt strange. There were so many T-shirts in his cabinet that she didn't use. How could she properly wear buttoned clothes for him?

It turned out that she bought it for him.

After suddenly receiving a gift and already wearing it, even George Sheng was a little stunned and stared blankly in the mirror for a long time.

After brushing his teeth, he took another shower before coming out of the bathroom. Song Xi was still sleeping. With an extra layer of quilt covering her, she slept soundly and warmly.

When she opened her eyes again, Song Xi's cell phone alarm clock rang. She fell asleep late and deeply. George Sheng had been listening to it for no less than ten seconds. Then she opened her eyes belatedly and stretched out a hand from the quilt. Come and take it.

Turning off the alarm clock, Song Xi nestled in the warm quilt, feeling that she didn't want to get up. She could sleep for another ten hours, but she could only think about it, and she still had to get up.

She lifted the quilt and was about to get up when she suddenly saw a blanket inside the quilt. Song Xi paused, thinking that when she slept last night, she only had a blanket on her body, and the quilt was not hers. She turned her head to look at the bed. , George Sheng turned his back to her, covered with her quilt.

Song Xi is a person who is very easy to be warmed, especially because George Sheng has a low starting point. He can know that covering her with a quilt is enough to touch her, and it is worth her taking care of him last night.

Forgetting that he was sleeping lightly, Song Xi saw no movement from him and thought he was sleeping, so she got up quietly and walked to the bed. She saw George Sheng's exposed arms and he was still wearing the dark blue shirt. , from Song Xi's perspective, he could see half of his sleeping face.

I have to say that this man is too good-looking. He is the kind of person Han Chunmeng said, who is so bad that people can't help but be fascinated by him.

I am used to him wearing black, so he can wear black as the color of George Sheng, as if he is wearing his mark, his symbol, innate and natural. I didn't expect him to look so good in dark blue. It's less cold and pure than black, but more gentle and ascetic.

People who are too cold make it difficult for people to get close to them. Now that they have a bit more of a human touch, they make people feel distraught and scratch their hearts.

Song Xi stood by the bed, looking straight at George Sheng. The more she looked at him, the more she felt that there was nothing missing on his face. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was perfect.

As she watched, Song Xi gradually became unable to hold back and wanted to take action.

There is no way, it is also human nature to be motivated by sex.

Song Xi wanted to touch George Sheng's head, just to test his body temperature. She is a doctor, and doctors care about parents... But she didn't want to touch it. Seeing that there was no sweat on his forehead, his face was normal, and his breathing was steady, it was clear. It's just much better, she can't do whatever she wants just because of her own selfish desires, she has to exercise restraint.

After watching for a few seconds at last, Song Xi put away her admiring gaze, turned around and walked out. When she heard her leaving footsteps, someone lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes, his eyes clear.

He heard Song Xi coming over and knew that she had been standing by the bed for half a minute, but she didn't do anything or say anything. She just left. He wanted to open his eyes several times just now, but she couldn't. say something?

After knowing Song Xi for so long, this was the first time that George Sheng felt embarrassed and wanted to avoid her.

Song Xi went back to the room to clean up. Before leaving, she took cheese bread and sweet milk and placed them beside George Sheng's bed, as well as cold medicine.

It took a busy morning to go to the hospital. Song Xi came out of the operating room at noon. The first thing she did was to send a text message to George Sheng: Are you feeling better?

Two minutes later, Song Xi received a reply with only one word: Yes.

Song Xi said: I need to eat something. Take two cold medicines to consolidate.

Half a minute later, George Sheng called. Song Xi was about to go to the cafeteria to eat with Han Chunmeng. When she saw the word 'S' on the screen, she temporarily went to the side to answer the call.

Hello?

George Sheng's voice came from the mobile phone: Is there anyone who puts a shirt on for a patient to sleep? I asked him why he feels uncomfortable all the time.

Song Xi instinctively raised the corners of her lips and replied: If I hadn't put it on for you while you were sick, would you have worn it? I said before that color can change your mood and change the quality of sleep through your mood. How about it? Seeing blue Has your sexual mood improved?

George Sheng said indifferently: No.

Song Xi pouted slightly: It's normal that the effect is not obvious when you first put it on. Take a second look. Don't you think you look better in blue than in black?

George Sheng said: I don't think so.

He refused to give in, so Song Xi simply said: You should wear it once to show my face. At least it is the first piece of clothing I will give you.

Song Xi couldn't see the expression on George Sheng's face. After a while, she only heard him say: For the sake of repaying your kindness, I will give you face.