Life With You

There was no discernible emotion or anger on George Sheng's handsome face. He stared at her and whispered, What do you think?

Song Xi said: Who told you to force me every time?

George Sheng didn't say anything, just raised his head and stood up. Song Xi put her arms around his neck, pulled him down, raised her chin slightly and kissed him quickly on the lips: Are you ready?

George Sheng did not move, and opened his thin lips: No.

Song Xi had no choice but to pull him down again, and took the initiative to put her lips together. The four soft lips were pressed together. She lowered her gaze, like a very serious doctor, trying to repair his wounds. However, she was only wandering outside, and he What was injured was the tongue.

She flirted with him for a few seconds, but George Sheng finally turned against him, prying her lips and teeth apart with his tongue, turning the light kiss into a deep kiss.

This time, he was obviously much gentler than before. Song Xi closed her eyes in response to him, wanting to make up for the mistake of biting him.

In such a quiet night, the two of them were alone and in love, so it was inevitable that they would accidentally become infatuated. When George Sheng's hand tried to lift the hem of her clothes, Song Xi immediately held his wrist down.

George Sheng opened his eyes and saw Song Xi's red cheeks and somewhat panicked eyes.

Her pink lips parted slightly, and she asked aloud: Are you okay now?

George Sheng spoke, his voice low and hoarse: It still hurts.

Song Xi said: Then I will help you treat it tomorrow.

This was a pun, and both of them knew it well. George Sheng still pressed her down and asked in a low voice: Can't you do it today?

Song Xi whispered back: We have used up all the 'medicine' today.

George Sheng's always cold eyes were rarely filled with lust. He lowered his head and said, I still want to cure it.

Song Xi pressed his wrist a little harder and whispered, You have to listen to the doctor.

George Sheng knew what she was worried about. He lowered his eyes and stared at her plump lips. He replied in a low voice: I will only kiss her and nothing else.

After saying that, he even took the initiative to raise the hand on her waist to support her face, and covered her head with his big hand, gently following it every time.

Song Xi's scalp was numb all the way to her fingertips, and George Sheng lowered his head to kiss her again. She was worried that he was suffocating, but she was enjoying the tingling kiss all over her body.

The kiss lasted for half a minute. In the end, George Sheng raised his head first and looked at her for two or three seconds. Then he quickly turned over and sat up, reached for the cigarette case on the coffee table, and lit a cigarette.

Song Xi blushed and felt weak all over. While sitting up, he reached out and fiddled with his hair twice.

The room was too quiet, and George Sheng in the black bathrobe was too alluring. Song Xi's mind went blank for three to five seconds, and then she said, I have to go to work tomorrow, so go back to sleep first.

George Sheng exhaled a puff of white smoke and said, I'll see you off tomorrow.

Song Xi said: Are you going to get up early tomorrow too?

George Sheng said: I want to send it to you.

Song Xi felt happy in her heart and said softly: Okay, then you go to bed early, good night.

George Sheng said 'hmm', and Song Xi came out of his room. When she was alone, she didn't control it and let the corners of her lips rise wantonly.

The next morning, Song Xi woke up an hour early and went downstairs to prepare breakfast. There was a bread machine in the kitchen, but she had never used it before. She heated four slices of bread, fried ham and eggs, and served them with cheese. She made two servings. Sandwich, and two cups of sweet milk were heated.

When George Sheng came down from upstairs, Song Xi had just finished cooking and called him over for breakfast.

Looking at the carefully arranged breakfast, George Sheng was a little surprised, with a hint of joking in his voice: Why did you suddenly become enlightened?

Song Xi sat opposite him and replied with an arrogant expression: There are only things I don't want to do, and there is nothing I won't do.

George Sheng said: Well, you will also cook the dinner from now on.

Song Xi said: I usually don't have time, and you don't have time to eat at home.

George Sheng said: As long as you have time to cook, I will try to come back to eat.

Song Xi took a sip of milk and asked, There are so many delicious things out there, why do you have to force me to cook?

George Shengyun replied in a calm and matter-of-fact tone: How can a wife not cook for her husband?

What he said was so natural, as if it was a matter of course. Song Xi couldn't tell whether he was happy or something else. He could only raise his eyebrows: Are you a macho man? Why didn't you do it for me?

Unexpectedly, George Sheng replied quickly: It's okay. From now on, we will try to eat at home when we are not busy.

He has one family and one family, just like the two of them are really married and a real couple. Song Xi's heart feels soft but also faintly sour.

She has known him for a year and has lived here for a year. She originally thought that he was a stone-hearted person who could not cover up a hot stone. Unexpectedly, he was just wrapped in a layer of ice that was too thick outside. Although he still looks like a stone now. He was mostly indifferent and dangerous, but after all, she had seen his gentle appearance, and she knew that it was this extreme of ice and fire that made people want him to stop.

After dinner, he personally drove Song Xi to work. On the way, he said proactively: I'll have the car repaired. The weather has been bad recently, so don't drive yourself. I'll drop you off during the day and someone will pick you up at night.

Song Xi said: Don't blame me yesterday. It was someone else who was chasing me. I had no problem driving.

George Sheng only said three words: Listen to me.

Song Xi knew that he meant well, but he still curled his lips unavoidably.

A few seconds later, George Sheng asked aloud: What do you want?

Um?

I won't let you drive by yourself. If you are unhappy, tell me something you want or want to do, and I will help you achieve it.

This feeling is very much like that of Santa Claus, who responds to every request. Song Xi raised the corners of her lips, tilted her head and said, Is everything okay?

George Sheng looked forward: Basically, I can do it.

Song Xi thought carefully for a while and found that apart from being extremely happy, she couldn't think of anything specific.

Please let me think about it carefully and tell you when I think of it.

George Sheng said 'hmm'. In fact, he just wanted her to be happy.

Driving to the entrance of the hospital, Song Xi unbuckled his seat belt and was about to get out of the car. George Sheng turned his head and asked, Didn't you forget anything?

Song Xi was about to answer, but she met his obviously suggestive gaze. She glanced outside the car and saw people coming and going. When no one was paying attention, she quickly leaned over and kissed him on the lips: I'm leaving. ,Bye-Bye.

Song Xi had just gotten out of the car and hadn't taken two steps when she heard someone shouting from behind: Xiao Xi.

Turning around, I saw Han Chunmeng who had just gotten out of the car. Han Chunmeng ran over and the two of them walked in holding hands.

At the entrance of the hospital, George Sheng was sitting in a black Land Rover. The driver's door of the jeep opposite opened. Gu Dongxu got out of the car and walked to him.

George Sheng lowered the window, and Gu Dongxu looked at him, neither humble nor overbearing, with reluctance hidden in his eyes, and called: Uncle.

George Sheng said: Get in the car.