Life With You

Under the gaze of George Sheng, Song Xi looked away, raised his hand and touched the ball on top of his head, turned around and said, Is that where you can go in for breakfast?

She kept walking forward, and the moment she turned her back, her features frowned together.

When you come to Macau, you must eat pork chop buns. Song Xi went straight to a restaurant where there was a queue. There were five people in front of her. She took out the money from her bag in advance and prepared it.

When George Sheng saw this, he said in a low voice: Put it away.

Song Xi turned around and looked up at him: What are you doing? Are you still chauvinistic and don't want women to pay for it?

George Sheng pursed her beautiful thin lips and tried to scare her with his eyes, but Song Xi turned around without any pain, and her eyes were filled with pork chop buns.

When they reached the two people in line, Song Xi handed over a five hundred Hong Kong dollar. At the same time, George Sheng handed over a red RMB.

Hong Kong dollars and RMB are commonly used here in Macau, but you have to calculate the exchange rate, which is troublesome.

There were still people queuing up behind. The boss looked at Song Xi and then at George Sheng, and said he would let the girls treat him first and charged him 500 Hong Kong dollars.

Song Xi took a pair of pork chop buns and walked to the back of the queue with George Sheng. She whispered: I can afford a breakfast.

George Sheng heard this and said, Find a place to sit down and eat.

There are restaurants across the snack street. Song Xi followed George Sheng into one, upstairs and downstairs. The two went to the second floor. George Sheng flipped through the order book, and Song Xi ate the pork chop buns.

What do you want to eat? he asked.

Song Xi replied vaguely: Whatever, just keep an eye on it.

After George Sheng ordered the meal, he looked up and saw that Song Xi had already finished the entire pork chop bun. She handed the other to him and said, Eat it while it's hot. It's especially delicious.

George Sheng didn't answer: You can eat it, I don't like it.

Song Xi said: Try it, it tastes different from the ones sold in Night City, it's very fragrant.

George Sheng teased: The moon in foreign countries is rounder, right?

Song Xi heard this and glanced at him: If you don't eat, you will fall down.

She opened the bag and ate by herself. Soon the clerk came over and brought a cup of milk tea to Song Xi and a cup of black coffee to George Sheng.

Seeing this, Song Xi subconsciously said: You are sleeping like this and you still drink coffee. Do you really want to be a cat head Sheng?

Her reaction was a little loud. Before the clerk left, he looked at the two of them hesitantly. George Sheng first whispered to the clerk: Thank you.

After the clerk left, he stared at Song Xi with a cold look: What did you call me just now?

Song Xi held two-thirds of a pork chop bun, her big black and white eyes were clear and evasive, and her pink lips pursed uneasily. She couldn't tell him that she had given him a nickname in private, right?

Song Xi...

As soon as George Sheng opened his mouth to call her, Song Xi looked at him with innocent and pitiful eyes, and said softly: I am complimenting you. Do you know what animal I liked most when I was a child? Owls, with their small faces and big eyes, the key The eyes are not bad, in my heart the female owl is white, rich and beautiful, and the male owl is tall, rich and handsome, I swear, I really praise you.

Song Xi held the pork chop bun in one hand and raised the other four fingers except the thumb on the other hand.

When George Sheng saw this, a flash of disgust and helplessness flashed across his eyes. He opened his thin lips and said in a deep voice, Do you swear to raise four fingers?

Song Xi turned his head and glanced at his right hand, which was indeed a bit strange, and then tried three and two fingers.

George Sheng was caught off guard, and the corners of his lips moved. Song Xi also had good eyesight, looked at him with a hiss, and grinned: Then, if you smile, don't scold me again when you smile.

George Sheng suppressed his smile, put on a straight face again, glanced at her, without saying anything else, just took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket, Song Xi said: Stop smoking, I saw the no-smoking sign downstairs.

George Sheng put away the cigarette case angrily, and Song Xi asked again: Are you using the e-cigarette I gave you?

George Sheng said: No.

Song Xi asked: Why not use it?

George Sheng's tone was light and choking: I don't want to use it.

Song Xi curled her lips and said, You don't even like what I do to you.

She was referring to things, such as electronic cigarettes, longan, and items other than black. There were many things he didn't like.

However, George Sheng was a little misunderstood for a moment. He didn't like her even if she was good to him, but she was very good to him. Although he rarely praised her, he knew it in his heart.

The clerk came over with a tray and gave each of them a bowl of water crab porridge, as well as bamboo noodles, egg rolls and almond cakes.

Song Xi had just taken advantage of her hunger to eat half a pork chop bun. Now her hunger subdued her. She took a spoon and scooped up the water crab porridge without being in a hurry to put it into her mouth.

George Sheng sat opposite her and suddenly asked, Do you like Tong Hao?

Song Xi quickly raised his head, with obvious surprise and consideration in his eyes. George Sheng did not raise his eyes and just drank his porridge. Song Xi did not answer and asked instead: Why do you ask that?

George Sheng then raised his eyes, met her eyes, and opened his thin lips: I heard that you took leave this time because of Tong Hao. If he comes here specifically for a date, I can't break you up. I can ask him to come back.

Song Xi looked at George Sheng without blinking. His expression was as usual, and he had no clue what he was thinking.

Song Xi said calmly: Just to correct me, I asked for leave to come here to race and take a vacation this year.

After saying that, she added: But it can't be said that it has nothing to do with Tong Hao. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have this opportunity.

George Sheng held a white porcelain spoon in his slender fingers, lowered his eyes slightly, and his voice could not tell the difference between emotion and anger. He still said the same thing: You didn't answer my question.

Song Xi also lowered his gaze, scooping up porridge mechanically, and opened his pink lips: I like it. I used to hate him, but after this racing, we are buddies. I like to be friends with him very much. What's wrong?

Raising his head, Song Xi looked at George Sheng.

George Sheng's voice was as usual, and he said calmly: Nothing, can't you care about your friend's emotional state?

He picked up a piece of almond biscuit and ate it. Song Ximei's eyes flashed with surprise and defensiveness. After pausing for a few seconds, she tentatively said, Why do you feel so weird today?

George Sheng said: Maybe it's too bright.

Song Xizheng wondered what he meant, and he immediately added: Cat Tousheng, right? Maybe at night, you will feel more familiar with me.

Hearing this, Song Xi suddenly felt guilty again, secretly wondering how could he hold a grudge like this? She had forgotten all about it.

After his interruption, the two of them changed the topic. Song Xi didn't know that when George Sheng asked her if she liked Tong Hao, she replied that she liked Tong Hao. He, a person like him who could keep his face calm despite the collapse of mountains, suddenly suddenly His heart sank. After a long time, he finally realized it. That feeling was called fear.

Song Xi felt that George Sheng was weird, and George Sheng also felt that he was weird. She was so weird that she called him Mao Tousheng in front of her, but he just looked at her threateningly for a few times and silently endured it.