Life With You

Song Xi'er grew up surrounded by all kinds of flattery and coaxing. She could tell at a glance whether the other person was sincere or fake, so when she saw that George Sheng really thought so, she was inevitably a little anxious, especially Face, burning hot.

Song Xi turned the car around and drove towards Cuicheng Mountain. During this period, George Sheng chatted with her. She had long been accustomed to his way of speaking. When she said ten sentences, he could reply three, which was already a sign of good interaction.

After entering the house, he was greeted by Facai wearing a bell. Song Xi bent down and touched its head and said, Has it grown up again?

George Sheng said: If you put cat bells on it again, it will be of no use even if it grows up.

Song Xi said nonchalantly: Why do you want to be so useful? Being a human is already tiring enough, but being a dog requires you to be proficient in all kinds of martial arts?

George Sheng's expression remained unchanged and he had no intention of doing business at all. He just said: As you like.

Song Xi likes to stroke her hair, not to mention that the other person is George Sheng. As long as he lets her go, she will be in a particularly good mood.

Have you eaten tonight? Do you want me to make you something to eat? Song Xi asked after being happy.

George Sheng said: I want to eat noodles.

Song Xi asked: What kind of noodles?

George Sheng said: Whatever, just watch and do it.

Song Xi took off her coat and walked directly to the kitchen. George Sheng said, I'll wait for you upstairs.

Song Xi asked: Are you going to eat in the room later?

Um.

Song Xi made tomato, ham, and egg noodles for George Sheng. She had eaten Han Chunmeng’s noodles before, but this was her first time. When she cooked a meal before, the kitchen felt like it had been robbed by robbers. Now she has a bowl of noodles ready. , she looked at the time, it was only fifteen minutes, and the plates and bowls were not broken. She had just tasted the saltiness, and the taste was also on point.

Song Xi began to feel proud again. She was simply a genius. Sure enough, there was nothing difficult in the world. She was just unhappy in the past.

Carrying the tray, Song Xi went up to the second floor and arrived at George Sheng's room. George Sheng came out of the bathroom just after taking a shower. He was wrapped in a black bathrobe, a strong body that made people blush and their hearts beat beating. His raven-feathered black hair was half dry. , not as supple as usual, but more sexy and lazy.

Song Xijue has grown up. When she fell in love with Shen Zhaoyi, she was only nineteen and early twenties. It wasn't that she didn't have the courage, but that she didn't have the heart. In addition, the education and restraints at home kept her in a pure love stage.

Now that her twenty-sixth birthday has passed, she is full of evil intentions and courage. If a devil king like George Sheng, who is rare for ordinary people to see, walks in front of her, she has to work hard to restrain herself from the bottom of her heart. Don't do it. Reveal your true nature.

Walking to the coffee table, Song Xi put down a large bowl of noodles and a large bowl of washed cherries. George Sheng sat on the sofa. Song Xi said, Try to see if it tastes good. Of course, there's nothing you can do if it doesn't taste good. , you can only say it’s delicious.”

George Sheng reached out to her and pulled her to sit next to him. Without saying anything, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating noodles.

Song Xi said: You eat your food, I'm bored sitting here, so I go back to take a shower and go to bed.

George Sheng took out a pile of things from under the coffee table and gave it to her. Song Xi took a closer look and saw that this was not the coloring album she gave him as a magical tool to cure insomnia.

Sure enough, George Sheng didn't look at her and said calmly: Stay here with me, there are plenty of things to pass the time.

Song Xi pursed her lips, and while tearing open the packaging of the album, she said, You have no use for the things I gave you.

George Sheng said: I am reading the poetry collection and joke book you gave me.

Song Xi turned his head and smiled: Then you can just tell me a joke.

George Sheng had a charming slender face, long black eyelashes, a high bridge of nose, thin but shapely lips, and holding chopsticks in his right hand. He turned his head and looked back at her, and whispered: Turn off the lights later, and I'll You perform reading.”

Song Xi met his eyes as dark as night. Within two seconds, she immediately frowned and said angrily: You are too immoral.

There was a hint of narrowing in George Sheng's eyes, and he asked calmly: Why am I not serious?

Song Xi is not blind. She just saw clearly that there was something meaningful in his eyes. If the lights were really turned off, it would be weird if he was performing a reading for her!

But it was difficult for her to say this, and he refused to admit it. Song Xi could only move her eyes away, looking down at the picture album full of black and white patterns in front of her, and while taking out the coloring pen, she replied: Is this serious? You know it yourself.

She took a yellow pen and painted all the flowers like a sunflower.

George Sheng raised his hand and touched her head, and whispered: Just stay here and leave when you finish drawing this page.

Song Xi glanced at it. If he had to finish this page, it would take him not even two hours but one and a half.

She obviously took a breath, but she didn't say anything. She lowered her head obediently and filled in colors carefully. George Sheng sat next to her, lowering his head and eating noodles.

No one spoke in the room, but the scene was strangely harmonious and even warm, until Song Xi's cell phone rang, breaking the rare silence.

Song Xi originally put his cell phone in the back pocket of his jeans, but when he sat down, he casually placed it on the coffee table. So when the screen of his cell phone lit up, George Sheng didn't look at it intentionally, but it just happened to be under his nose. He saw the words 'so handsome' displayed on it.

When Song Xi entered his name, he couldn't find the word Hao for a while, so he had to edit it temporarily, but George Sheng couldn't help but think too much in his heart.

Song Xi couldn't help but raise her beautiful eyes when she saw Hao Shuai's call. She was not surprised. It was already past ten o'clock at night.

She pressed the connect button and said 'hello', and a slightly deep voice came from the phone: Are you asleep?

Across the phone, Hao Shuai's voice did not distinguish between male and female. To be clear, it was more male-oriented.

Song Xi was puzzled in his heart and replied: Not yet, what's the matter?

Hao Shuai said: It's nothing, I just want to give you a call.

George Sheng sat on the right side of Song Xi. Song Xi listened to the phone with his right ear. The 'man's' voice came into George Sheng's ears. George Sheng's hand holding the chopsticks slowly stopped, his expression dark and unclear. .

Song Xi hadn't noticed anything strange about George Sheng yet, because she knew deep down in her heart that Hao Shuai was a woman, but it wasn't the first time that Song Xi had been flirted with by a woman on the phone in the middle of the night.

Regardless of the person of the same sex or the opposite sex, she can't go wrong without wanting to tease someone. Song Xi was very keen and immediately noticed what the other person meant. After a short pause, she replied: Don't worry, I'm not hurt. I took a look at the car and it’s not a big problem and you don’t need to fix it.”

As expected, Hao Shuai quickly answered: That's not okay, it's my responsibility, and I must bear it. It's best if you are fine. If you are injured, I really don't know what to do... Well, if you If you want to repair it yourself, I’ll give you the money. Is fifty thousand enough?”

As soon as the specific amount of money came out, George Sheng put down his chopsticks, picked up the cigarette case and leaned back on the sofa. Song Xi glanced sideways at him, but saw him lighting up a cigarette with a sullen face.