Life With You

The driver had already started the car. George Sheng pulled Song Xi to his side and let her rest against him. Song Xi closed her eyes, grabbed his sleeve, and frowned: Don't touch me... She felt dizzy.

George Sheng whispered: You can still show off even if you can't drink.

Song Xi's heartbeat was very fast, especially the sound of her heartbeat, which seemed to be right next to her ears, infinitely amplified. It was uncomfortable to sit no matter how hard she sat. She still wanted to fall down, and said in an almost cynical manner: You don't lose the battle if you lose. I do not know?

George Sheng said: Sit tight.

He was afraid that she would make her want to vomit, but Song Xi insisted on lying on the side. George Sheng had no choice but to lean against the car door, leaving as much space as possible, and pressed Song Xi's head on his lap, Lie like this Are you feeling comfortable?

Song Xi was lying on the back seat, curling up his legs. They were long enough, but they were wrapped in a coat and felt suffocated. With her eyes closed, she reached out to take off her clothes. George Sheng grabbed her front with one hand and whispered: Get dressed, don't catch a cold.

Song Xi frowned and said irritably: I feel uncomfortable and can't breathe.

While talking, she grabbed George Sheng's hand and turned over and over again to take off her coat.

George Sheng finally got used to her, raised his head and said to the driver: Turn up the air conditioner.

The driver complied and he helped her take off her coat from behind, then covered her with it.

Song Xi was wearing a thin cashmere sweater. She finally rolled around freely and was no longer so dry. She lay flat at first, but then she felt sick to her stomach while lying flat. She twisted around and faced George Sheng.

George Sheng kept his hand on her waist, fearing that she would roll off. Song Xi's hand under the coat slowly reached out, first touched George Sheng's coat, then moved along the front of the coat, and grabbed the hand on his chest. Sweater, with his eyes closed, hummed softly: Xiao Sheng... Xiao Sheng...

He didn't agree, so she kept screaming like this softly. George Sheng was not afraid, but he hated that there was a stranger in the car. He didn't want other men to take advantage of her, even just to hear the sound.

Stroking Song Xi's smooth and delicate cheeks with his thumb, George Sheng whispered: What's wrong?

Song Xi kept mumbling: Xiao Sheng... Xiao Sheng...

George Sheng was so angry and ridiculous that he almost pinched her mouth and told her: Close your eyes and sleep.

Song Xi pursed her lips, as if she was irritated or coquettish, and said with a strong nasal voice: You said you would sing for me, you sing for me.

George Sheng quickly glanced at the strange man in the driver's seat in front of him, and then replied slowly: Waiting to go home.

Song Xi said reluctantly: I've gone home! You're lying...you don't like me anymore, huh?

Song Xi firmly tugged on the sweater on his chest, and couldn't help but hammer it a few times when it came to the urgent point. It didn't hurt, but it only made George Sheng feel that she was extra cute when she drank too much.

However, he didn't want others to discover this cuteness.

George Sheng was enjoying himself but was secretly angry. He felt that the driver was an eyesore, but he didn't know that the driver wanted to abandon the car and run away every minute. The chauffeurs in Forbidden City all know George Sheng. They are not willing to listen to the boss's corner, let alone what kind of corner is this? He didn't even see Song Xi's face clearly, he could only hear the coquettish and coquettish sounds that made him unable to concentrate on driving.

At this moment, George Sheng and the driving fans had a tacit understanding, and they were both wondering why this car didn’t have a soundproof panel? One doesn't want outsiders to hear it, and the other really doesn't want to hear it.

There was only Song Xi. She firmly believed that she and George Sheng were the only ones at home at this moment, and she just wanted to tease him.

George Sheng tried to make her quiet down by ignoring him. Unexpectedly, Song Xi was a particularly difficult host after drinking too much. Before he could respond, she hit his leg with her head, lifted it up and then dropped it. Lift it up and put it down again, venting your anger and taking revenge at the same time.

When flesh touches flesh, how can it hurt? George Sheng felt sorry that her hair was messed up, and she was still trying to retaliate against him. A smile appeared in his eyes. He raised his hand to hold her down and whispered: I don't feel any pain, so stop doing it.

Song Xi wanted to raise her head, but George Sheng pressed her head. She tried several times to stop moving. This time she was really irritated. She frowned deeply. She pushed his chest hard and moved her feet at the same time. He was also kicking the back seat and leaning back. How could George Sheng let her fall out? He immediately grabbed her waist and took her inside.

The two of them were fighting behind each other, and the slight sound and Song Xi's gasping breath made the driver in the front seat miserable. Everyone has curiosity, and the rearview mirror was in front of them, but no one dared to look at George Sheng. It was so lively, and the driver was even more focused, stepping on the accelerator silently, wishing he could be there in the next second.

Song Xi was like a stubborn donkey. George Sheng hugged her and lowered his voice to scare people: I'll beat you if you make trouble again?

Song Xi put one hand on his chest, stretched out the other hand, and pinched him randomly: How dare you!

George Sheng's whole body was shaken, and he almost relaxed his grip and dropped Song Xi, because Song Xi just pinched the root of his thigh. Of course there was pain, but more... it was the shudder of being touched in the restricted area.

Song Xi's body swayed obviously, and she felt the fear of falling without weight. When George Sheng pulled her back again, her whole body was obedient, and her hands and feet did not resist.

Both of them were silent for a long time. George Sheng was washed away by the strange feeling in his legs and heels that spread throughout his body. The touch that seemed painful but not painful was like an urge in his heart that he wanted to control.

Just when he thought that Song Xi would be more honest after this, the person on her lap started to move again. She didn't say anything, but the hand on his chest was stroking around intentionally or unintentionally, as if looking for something. Finally, she slowly Slowly go down, find the hem of the sweater, then get in flexibly, and put your whole arm on his chest.

There was still a shirt under George Sheng's sweater, and Song Xi didn't touch his flesh, but after all, he was one level closer. George Sheng's eyes darkened and he didn't say anything.

Just because he didn't say it didn't mean that Song Xi didn't say it. Song Xi's arm had just been frozen, but now it was warm. She closed her eyes and called, Xiao Sheng...

Um?

Xiao Sheng... Her voice was a little louder.

George Sheng could only say: I'm here.

You sing to me.

Waiting to go home.

Song Xi frowned: This is home!

George Sheng said, This is the car, and there are other people there. Aren't you afraid of being embarrassed?

He tried to reason with her, but Song Xi really wanted to see her. She was so drunk that she even wanted to get up and take a look.

Seeing her clumsy movements, George Sheng had no choice but to push her down again and coaxed in a low voice: Be good, we'll be home soon.

Song Xi's mind was heavy and blank. After falling down, she unconsciously leaned in, trying to find the most comfortable position. However, if she moved forward five centimeters, her face would hit his trouser chain. George Sheng instinctively stretched out his hand to give him a hand. , blocking his coat in front of her.

Although there was no danger in the end, George Sheng's heart was in confusion, his heartbeat was very fast, and it was getting faster and faster. He had promised not to take advantage of the situation, but if she continued to tease her like this, he would not I can guarantee that I can still sit back and relax.