Life With You

Song Xi quickly glanced at George Sheng with her peripheral vision, but when she saw that his expression was the same, she felt less guilty and uneasy, but she smiled without saying a word.

George Sheng was as steady as a mountain and as motionless as a bell, and said to Qiao Aiwen: Stop talking nonsense and shuffle the cards.

The loser will be ‘sealed’ and will have to shuffle the cards.

Qiao Aiwen pursed her lips, but the note flew with her nose and breath. As soon as it flew here, Song Xi laughed, causing Qiao Aiwen to squint and say: I'm worried that people who laugh are not as good as others, you will lose this time!

After the cards were shuffled, Song Xi silently took the cards and said softly and exasperatedly: I won't speak. Usually at times like this, the more you talk, the worse you lose.

Qiao Aiwen hummed, the note flew high, and Song Xi laughed again.

Qiao Aiwen turned her head and looked at George Sheng: Brother! Look at her!

George Sheng said expressionlessly: Turn around, I see you want to laugh.

Song Xi almost died laughing, her hands holding the cards were shaking.

This time, Qiao Aiwen was still called the landlord. Song Xi felt a little happy for no reason in her heart. It felt like she was in the same group as George Sheng. Even if she didn't become a serf and sing, she felt pretty good.

However, George Sheng used his strength to prove to Song Xi that he would not suffer any loss if he followed him. At the same time, he also proved to Qiao Aiwen that her short-lived landowner dynasty could not last three minutes, and the country had been destroyed before the name of the country was decided.

Qiao Aiwen was bombed by George Sheng to end her career as a landlord. She threw down the cards in her hand angrily. George Sheng picked up the pre-torn note, dipped it in water, and put a strip on her left temple, and also called it euphemistically: Don't block your eyes first, so you can't see the cards.

Song Xi followed the same method, dipped the note in water, and pasted it on Qiao Aiwen's right temple, saying gently: Don't cover your eyes, you can't see how you will lose later.

Qiao Aiwen realized later that Song Xi's mouth was more poisonous than George Sheng's. He was cold-faced and poisonous, while she was smiling and smiling.

Four door curtains were instantly attached to a face as beautiful as a flower. Qiao Aiwen half-smiled but said, You two came to my place to show off your tacit understanding?

George Sheng said: I didn't instigate it.

Song Xi shrugged her shoulders, and it wasn't her initiative.

Qiao Aiwen was so angry that she laughed back: Okay, come on, I don't believe it yet.

Song Xi got the card and took a look at it. If she didn't call it Landlord, she wouldn't be able to afford the double kings and a set of bombs, so she calmly called Landlord.

Qiao Aiwen glanced at George Sheng and started a fight: Did you see that the former comrade-in-arms has now transformed and will soon become your master?

George Sheng's face was as handsome as stone, and he was so exquisite that it was shocking from any angle. Song Xi thought to himself, where could he find such a good-looking 'peasant'? If there was one, who would be willing to suppress him?

She was thinking as she played her cards. Every time she pushed Qiao Aiwen down, George Sheng would immediately come out to save her. In the blink of an eye, Song Xi used two kings.

She gradually changed her mind. Even if he was good-looking, she would suppress him!

The situation became obvious, with Qiao Aiwen at the bottom, Song Xi suppressed in the middle, George Sheng defended at a high level, and finally Song Xi was so angry that he exploded.

After the explosion, she looked at George Sheng with a mixture of pride and defiance. Normally she didn't dare to do anything to him. Even if the cards were not high or low, she would just see who had the stronger hand.

However...when George Sheng calmly pulled out a set of bombs that were bigger than Song Xi's, seemingly light and gentle, but pressing them on her bombs in an extremely mocking manner, at that moment, Qiao Aiwen laughed until the four door curtains were lined up. Fei, Song Xi held a small 5 in his hand and secretly regulated his breathing.

No, she's not angry. Who told her to be careless and not remember the cards?

Come on, come on, hurry up, I can't control the urge to stick this note on your face.

Qiao Aiwen took the paper dipped in water and put it decisively in the middle of Song Xi's forehead. This position was the most 'humiliating', as if it was nailed to a pillar of shame.

Song Xi breathed very lightly, but the note still floated slightly. Qiao Aiwen said cheerfully, Forget it, just breathe normally, don't hold it in for a while.

Huh... Song Xi broke the jar and took a sharp breath. The note flew out like the core of a snake.

George Sheng only glanced at it casually, and suddenly felt that the note seemed to touch his heart...it made him panic beyond words.

Qiao Aiwen turned her head and said to George Sheng: Brother, hurry up and stick to her. What are you waiting for?

George Sheng silently went to get the note and replied in a low voice: Looking for a good position.

Song Xi's palm-sized face had limited space, and the most 'shameful' place was already taken by Qiao Aiwen, where else could she put it?

George Sheng took the note and suddenly looked at Song Xi openly, clearly looking at her face.

The two of them rarely have the opportunity to face each other, let alone when there are other people around. Song Ximing knew that George Sheng did not look into her eyes, but she was still embarrassed for a moment, her eyes slightly dodged, and in order to cover up her embarrassment, she said: I have a small face. If you can't find any other place, just post it wherever you want.

As long as you don't look at her so unblinkingly, what if she blushes?

Two seconds after she finished speaking, George Sheng raised an arm and opened the note hanging on the tip of her nose. Song Xi's heart suddenly moved. This feeling was indescribable. It was ridiculous to say that it was like lifting a hijab.

Opening the note, Song Xi's straight and small nose was revealed. George Sheng raised his other hand and resolutely put the note on the bridge of his nose.

He retracted his hand, Song Xi breathed softly, and two pieces of paper in a straight line flew up one after another, looking ridiculous.

Qiao Aiwen laughed so hard that she slapped her thigh. George Sheng opposite him suddenly raised the corners of his lips and looked away with a smile.

They didn't know what Song Xi was thinking. She wanted to curse. He was teasing her and laughing at her. What on earth did she want to do?

The note was too light. The three of them were sitting and playing cards. George Sheng glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that Song Xi and Qiao Aiwen were surrounded by door curtains flying around. Especially Song Xi, whose nose was blocked, which made her eyes look dark and bright, and she was unsmiling. , this is holding back revenge.

The afternoon sun shone in from the window, making people feel warm. At first, Song Xi still sat like a lady, with her legs placed to one side. I don't know when she started to follow Qiao Aiwen's example, sitting cross-legged.

Opposite her, George Sheng was originally sitting sideways on the edge of the bed. He might have been twisted uncomfortably. After a few games, he stretched his legs and sat completely on the bed. However, his legs were too long and he couldn't put them all up, so he could only Keep one leg flat and the other leg propped up.

No matter how big the bed was, it was limited. The distance between Song Xi and George Sheng was less than one meter. Many times she lowered her gaze to read the cards, and all she could see in her peripheral vision was George Sheng's legs.

She had never felt that she was so lustful before, but now that she was probably older, she couldn't resist.

Qiao Aiwen held the cards and suddenly thought of something. She said aloud: By the way, brother, I heard that you participated in a Macau casino two years ago. Are you a Venetian?

George Sheng said ‘hmm’.

Qiao Aiwen said: I'll go there to play in a while. Can you help me?

George Sheng said: What do you want to do again?

Qiao Aiwen smiled and replied: I have always had a dream. I want to go to the casino and pretend to be a gambling god, and I will have the effect of Chow Yun-fat. You can say hello in advance and ask them to cooperate with me.

Song Xi was still laughing at first, but she smiled and looked at George Sheng...