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It was only between eight and nine in the morning when we came out of the restaurant. Because it was Christmas, there were more pedestrians on the street than usual. There were Christmas decorations everywhere, and the festival smell was very strong.

Song Xi passed by a small shop with many headwear piled at the door. He picked up a deer antler hairpin and gestured in the mirror. The boss immediately looked at Song Xi and said, It's very beautiful. There are many more here, choose whatever you want.

Song Xi pulled out a dark brown cat ear, smiled sideways at George Sheng, and whispered: Does it look like an owl to you?

George Sheng had a sullen face and cold eyes, but Song Xi always had his eyes bent, and the warmth of his smile could neutralize the coldness on his body.

After asking the price, Song Xi bought them all, including the antlers on her head and the owl on her hands.

Originally, George Sheng wanted to give money, but Song Xi stopped him and said, I have a bag full of change, and it's troublesome for my boss to cash it in RMB. If he loves giving money, there will be plenty of opportunities when he returns to Night City.

The two of them walked along the crowd. Women naturally like shopping. Song Xi is usually too busy and has no time. Now that he has free time, he looks at a good store and goes inside. George Sheng is too lazy to squeeze in with the crowd. He simply stood not far from the door and waited for her.

He is 1.86 meters tall, dressed in black, and has a striking face. He is simply the focus of the crowd. He clearly exudes a cold aura that prevents strangers from entering, but it still attracts many people of the opposite sex to stop and look at him and try to get closer.

From the corner of his eye, George Sheng caught a glimpse of two women secretly filming him with their cell phones not far away. He looked at them with an indifferent look, which scared the other woman beyond their embarrassment. They looked panicked and quickly took back their cell phones.

Looking away, George Sheng was so irritated that he glanced at the store on the left. The area as big as a palm was covered with human heads. He really didn't see where Song Xi was for a while.

He took out his mobile phone and was about to call her when he was suddenly hit on the back. He turned around and saw a strange woman with big curls and a red tight skirt. The woman apologized repeatedly and said she didn't see it. .

sorry Sorry.

It's okay. George Sheng said. He just wanted to get rid of it quickly, but he didn't know how lethal his voice was to the opposite sex.

The friend next to the woman lowered her head, trying hard to control her excited expression, for fear of showing joy.

Seeing George Sheng look away, the woman looked up again and said, Sorry, we were taking pictures just now and accidentally bumped into you.

George Sheng was already irritable, and without looking at her, he said: It doesn't matter.

The woman pursed her lips and mustered up the courage to ask, Are you alone?

George Sheng turned his head and looked at her with a cold expression: What are you doing?

If a fierce-looking person showed such an expression, it would definitely make people shy away. However, George Sheng was too handsome, so many people would still risk everything despite knowing the danger.

When George Sheng looked at the woman like this, she looked obviously guilty. She looked at him and said, I bumped into you accidentally just now. Can I treat you to some milk tea to make amends?

She has an average appearance, but has a very good figure. She has breasts and legs, and she is dressed with a lot of scheming. Overall, she can be rated as seven or eight. She is the kind of person who would peek at or even turn around when walking on the street. type.

The woman was trying her best to strike up a conversation with George Sheng, but she didn't know that George Sheng didn't feel anything at all. He just thought she was being artificial. When the two of them looked at each other, they heard a female voice with a Night City accent say: Hey, your wife asked you to come in. !”

When George Sheng heard the news, he saw Song Xi, wearing a deer headdress, squeezing to the door of the store at some point, raising his chin and waving to him.

When the two women opposite George Sheng heard this, their wives... immediately had different eyes.

Without saying a word, George Sheng walked towards Song Xi. When the two faced each other, his tall body blocked the sight of Song Xi and the two women behind him. Song Xi raised his head and blinked his right eye at him, lowering his voice and saying, Why? So, am I very eye-catching?

George Sheng stared at her and said lukewarmly: You can speak louder, and the whole street will know that I have a wife.

Song Xi said nonchalantly: What are you afraid of? No one knows it's me.

Just as George Sheng was about to reply, he saw a burly man squeezing towards him from the crowd. Song Xi had his back turned and couldn't see him. He was about to bump into her in two steps. George Sheng stretched out his hand to pull her arm and moved in front of him. Pulling, Song Xi was almost pressed against his body. At the same time, the burly man behind her passed by her, holding a petite woman with one hand. It turned out that he was clearing the way for the woman.

Song Xi just wanted to say that he is a good man, but then she realized that she and George Sheng were also very close. Something strange flashed across her eyes quickly. Song Xi stepped back without a trace, saying: There are too many people here. , let’s go out first.”

There are so many people in Macau, and it’s Christmas time. Everywhere you look is packed with people. It’s like New Year’s Eve on the Bund in Haicheng. I wish I could squeeze people to death.

Song Xi was originally following George Sheng, but within a few steps she was pushed back. George Sheng caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye and turned to look at her. Song Xi was wearing overalls and small antlers on her head. She really looked like a small animal. , some cute, and some pitiful.

When George Sheng turned around, he happened to see Song Xi being knocked back on the shoulder by the person next to her. A flash of displeasure flashed in her eyes. George Sheng suddenly reached out and grabbed the strap of Song Xi's bag that was straddling her body. She felt a wave of Pulled by strength, the next second, she was dragged to George Sheng's side.

George Sheng simply grabbed the bag strap and walked forward. Song Xi followed behind him, blushing and heartbeating. She suddenly felt that he looked more manly, especially when the couples passing by saw them like this. Women would complain about their boyfriends. Take a look. people.

Song Xi was embarrassed to lower his head at first, but after a while he got used to it and gradually raised his head. This was not a shameful thing, so why did he hide?

In this way, George Sheng led him all the way out of the crowded famous street. The two stood on the side of the street. Song Xi breathed a sigh of relief: Thanks to you, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get out.

George Sheng stood aside smoking. Hearing this, he replied: You're welcome. I'm used to walking dogs. It's just a matter of holding hands.

Song Xi immediately frowned and glared at him: Who are you calling a dog?

George Sheng raised the corners of his lips and said nothing, but made it clear that he was ridiculing in his heart.

Song Xi had no idea what to do with him. He pondered for a moment and then suddenly said: You Mao Tousheng!

George Sheng raised his eyelids, looked at Song Xi, and smiled at the same time.

Song Xi raised his chin and said, You don't have to scare me. This is Macau, not Night City.

George Sheng asked: Then what?

Song Xi's eyes were a little wandering again, and with a flash of inspiration, he said in broken Cantonese: If you hit me, I will call the police.

She knew what she said was not standard, otherwise George Sheng wouldn't look away and couldn't help laughing.

Song Xi deliberately wanted to make him laugh.

Reaching out to take the cigarette away from his mouth, George Sheng looked at Song Xi after a few seconds and said, Can you stop speaking Cantonese?

what?

I'm afraid the police in Macau don't understand what you're talking about.

He had a smile on his face, his eyes were full of joking, and his tone was sarcastic, but at this moment, Song Xi felt that he looked damn handsome.

Hey, the beautiful skin is indeed one in a million.