Life With You

Song Xi wanted to be the most powerful person in front of Gu Dongxu and Han Chunmeng, but now in front of George Sheng, she just wanted to seek comfort in his arms.

George Sheng hugged her, and Song Xi pressed her face against his neck. Her breath was filled with the familiar smell of him, which represented absolute safety.

George Sheng didn't need to say anything, just provide him with a warm and generous embrace. Song Xi closed her eyes and asked in a low voice after a while: Do you have any principles that you cannot violate?

George Sheng said: I don't have so many rules and regulations. I can't talk about principles. Don't touch my bottom line.

Song Xi asked: Then what is your bottom line?

George Sheng said: The person who touched me.

Regardless of relatives, friends, or lovers, as long as it occupies a place in his heart, it is a part of him. If an outsider touches it, he will retaliate a hundredfold.

Song Xi said: I feel relieved now.

George Sheng asked: What were you worried about originally?

Song Xi replied half-jokingly and half-seriously: I'm afraid that you are as principled as Dongxu, so if I do something wrong, I'm afraid you will cause trouble for me.

George Sheng said: As long as it's not an emotional mistake, I can forgive everything else.

Song Xi asked: What if I make a serious mistake and go to jail?

George Sheng said: If you can make peace, let's make peace. If not, I will go in with you.

Song Xi raised her head from his arms, looked up at him, pouted slightly and said, Why don't you go to jail for me? Do you want someone to support you even if you die?

George Sheng did not lower his head to look at her, but looked forward leisurely, opened his thin lips, and said lightly: I'm afraid that if I go in by myself, you won't be able to bear the loneliness outside and remarry, then what will happen to me?

It would be better to pull her along too, so that he would feel more comfortable.

When Song Xi heard this, he immediately raised his hand angrily and hit him: Who are you?

George Sheng grabbed her wrist and replied in a low voice: Your husband.

Song Xi was so aroused by him that her whole body was numb and her heart was scratched by hundreds of claws. She had no choice but to lie in his arms with a red face, greedily enjoying the embrace of this man who was as safe as he was dangerous.

After returning home, the two of them were changing shoes in the entrance hall. George Sheng asked, Have you had dinner tonight?

Song Xi said: I haven't eaten. Dongxu bought a lot of things, but I really can't eat them. She felt panicked.

George Sheng said, I haven't eaten either. I'll ask someone to bring you whatever you want to eat.

Song Xi said: It's too slow to ask someone to deliver it. I'll do whatever you want to eat.

George Sheng asked: Are you in the mood to cook now?

Song Xi didn't have any at first, let alone cooked it, and didn't want to eat it, but what he just said in the car just touched her heart. When she was in a good mood, she would naturally treat him well as well.

I don't have to eat, but I can't starve you. Song Xi was good at talking and coaxed him along the way.

George Sheng was indeed happy. Whether he was happy or not was not in his words, but in his eyes. But when he saw a warm color in his eyes, he said, I want to eat noodles.

Song Xi responded: Okay, I'll give it to you.

After she finished speaking, she didn't feel anything was wrong, but George Sheng glanced at her meaningfully, opened his thin lips, and whispered: Song Zhen.

Huh? Song Xi looked at him with a confused look on his face.

George Sheng took off his coat and sat on the sofa in the living room. He lit a cigarette out of habit and said in an ambiguous and teasing tone: I act like a hooligan when I drink.

Song Xigang wanted to ask her why she was so dirty, but then she recalled her last sentence, I'll give it to you, next...

After reacting, Song Xi stepped forward with beautiful eyes and grabbed the cushion on the side to make fun of him. George Sheng grabbed the cushion with one hand and pulled it with a little force. With her thin arms and legs, she fell forward. George Sheng held the cigarette in one hand, stretched out his arm, and wrapped his other arm around her, pressing her on the sofa.

But in an instant, Song Xi's eyes were dim. It was George Sheng who blocked the light in front of her. The two looked at each other for less than three seconds. His face had already been pressed down. Song Xi grabbed the sweater on his chest and closed her eyes. But it was a stronger sensory impact than ever before.

In the past, when George Sheng kissed her, her heart would beat, she would be excited, and her blood would surge up. But she was always wary in her heart, knowing that he was a dangerous person. She must not take it lightly and hand over the most precious things easily.

But it only took a few days? When Song Xi was kissed by George Sheng again, she not only had a physical reaction, but the guard in her heart was also waning. The fear at this moment was not that she was afraid of what George Sheng would do, but that she was afraid of what she could do to him.

Before she lost all her sanity, Song Xi pushed him gently. George Sheng slowly raised his head. Her face was still red in the backlight, and his dark pupils were filled with desire intertwined with ice and fire.

I'm hungry, let's go cook some noodles first. Song Xi's pink lips opened and her voice sounded like a cat.

For a moment, George Sheng wished he could kill her on the spot. He stared at her intently. Song Xi's heartbeat was beating like a drum, and the little reason left in her brain was desperately thinking about how she would deal with it if he wanted to continue.

George Sheng saw the hesitation and calculation in her eyes, even if it was just fleeting. If he was not 100% sure, every time he mentioned it would make her more wary, so he had to endure it.

He turned over and sat up, then pulled her up again. The cigarette in George Sheng's hand had accumulated a lot of ashes. He flicked the ashes next to the ashtray and whispered: Go ahead.

Song Xi seemed calm and composed, but in fact he almost ran away in a panic. This man has a strong magnetic field that can make people who are afraid of him stay away, and make those who love him want to get closer and sit next to him for another two minutes. She was really afraid that she would pounce on him at all costs.

No, this is too unreserved. You must not take the initiative to send it to your door. It must be consumed until he can't bear it anymore.

While Song Xi went to the kitchen to cook, George Sheng went upstairs to take a bath. The water was completely cold. It only took ten minutes for her to cook the noodles. This was not enough time for him to vent his anger, so he could only suppress it temporarily. , it’s like a person knowing if he drinks water or not. George Sheng thought to himself, sooner or later these bad sins will be punished on her. When he thinks of her face and naked body in the bathroom, , and the shocking little red mole on the chest...

Under the completely cold water, George Sheng still felt like his whole body was on fire and his desire was hard to calm down. If it weren't for his naturally good self-control, he would never have come out of the bathroom when Song Xi went upstairs to ask him to eat.

When Song Xi saw George Sheng, who was wearing a black bathrobe and with dripping hair, her heart was rolling like waves. However, women have a natural advantage over men, so she was excited but would not show off her flaws.

However, in order to cover up her inner restlessness, Song Xi still took the initiative and said, Would you like me to help you dry your hair?

George Sheng didn't speak and just said 'hmm' and sat on the edge of the bed. Song Xi stood in front of him with a hairdryer. Her tight cashmere sweater wrapped her slim figure, challenging George Sheng's vision and endurance.