Life With You

When George Sheng opened the door and walked into the private room, Song Xi was playing poker with Chang Jingle and Huo Jiamin. The three of them had a lot of notes on their faces, which looked very funny.

Tong Hao was standing directly opposite the door, training a parrot. He was the first to see George Sheng, and he called out: Brother Sheng.

On George Sheng's usually indifferent face, the corners of his lips were slightly raised. He said hello to him and walked in. Ruan Boyan and Yuan Bao also saw him. The former joked: Look at your wife, she is the loser. awful.

George Sheng's eyes fell on Song Xi. Song Xi turned around and had to blow up the note in front of her to see him. She said in an almost coquettish tone: You're here, I'm going to lose.

George Sheng remembered the way she sat on Qiao Aiwen's bed that day and was stuck with a note by him. Every time she pouted and blew, it was like lifting her hijab.

How soft his heart was, how anxious he was, but he still walked over with long legs and sat next to her. Song Xi handed him the cards in her hand, and Huo Jiamin, who was opposite him, said hurriedly: Why are you two playing a deck of cards?

Song Xi said: I won't fight, let him fight.

I don't know whether Song Xi played the cards too poorly or George Sheng was not thinking about it, but he lost the game in the end.

When it was time to stick the note, Song Xi pushed George Sheng out naturally: You stick it for me.

Qi Cheng's sarcasm sounded in George Sheng's ears: Song Xi is also really capable, and he can impress the newly appointed economic investigation section chief with just one sentence.

Thinking of Shen Zhaoyi, he felt sick all over. He leaned against the sofa and didn't move, making it clear that he didn't want to be replaced.

Chang Jingle fanned the flames and joked: Xiao Xi, you are not strong enough.

Song Xi also pouted: His idol has a heavy burden, I will do it myself.

As she spoke, she had already picked up a piece of paper, dipped it in water and was about to stick it on her face. George Sheng suddenly grabbed it and threw it on the table. He also tore off the other pieces of paper stuck on Song Xi's face: No. It’s time to play.”

Chang Jingle raised his eyebrows: If you don't play, you have to wait until this one is posted.

Huo Jiamin said: That's right, I haven't posted it to Moments yet.

The three of them agreed that whoever loses the most tonight will be punished by posting on Moments.

George Sheng's handsome face showed an arrogant look, and his thin lips opened: You won't stick to it, and you will bully me while I am away?

Chang Jingle turned around and complained: Hey, look, you are still being unreasonable. Who is bullying someone?

Yuan Bao smiled but said nothing, while George Sheng was domineering, and it didn't mean that he said the same thing for a day or two.

This incident got over under George Sheng's extreme protection, but there was a second thing. Song Xi saw Huo Jiamin sending a message in the Dance of Demons group: mobile phone.

There is also a picture of a mean smile at the back.

Song Xi sat next to George Sheng, with a calm face, and pretended to be unintentional and stretched out her hand: Give me the phone.

Without saying a word, George Sheng took out his mobile phone and handed it to her.

This was the first time Song Xi took George Sheng's cell phone. The two had been together for more than a year. She didn't touch his cell phone at home. She didn't know the password. George Sheng said calmly: 121010.

Song Xi unlocked it, and there was no APP on George Sheng's phone except for the original functions. She went to the mall to help him log in to WeChat, and asked him to enter his password when verifying his identity. George Sheng glanced at the screen and whispered. Said: “I don’t use WeChat.”

Song Xi said: You enter the password first.

George Sheng still entered the password without saying a word.

Song Xi helped him get a WeChat account and changed his nickname to Brother Xiaosheng.

When Brother Xiao Sheng joined the Dance of Demons, everyone in the private room was holding their mobile phones, starting with Chang Jingle: Hello, Brother Xiao Sheng.

Below are Huo Jiamin, Yuan Bao, Ruan Boyan and Tong Hao, all in a unified formation, all of them are Xiaosheng brother.

Song Xi couldn't help but laugh while holding George Sheng's cell phone, and turned it over to show him. George Sheng's handsome face was calm and showed no signs of happiness or anger.

Chang Jingle raised his head, smiled at Song Xi and said, You still have the ability.

Song Xi waved his hand: Just average, third in the city.

Huo Jiamin immediately answered: Taici Taici, fourth in the city.

Chang Jingle shook the goosebumps on his body, with a look of disgust on his face: In what year did you two travel through time?

The private room was still as lively as before. George Sheng was sitting on the sofa smoking. Even though he was taciturn in the past, Song Xi was still keenly aware that he was particularly talkative tonight.

While others were talking, she held one of his arms and asked in a low voice: Why don't you talk?

George Sheng said: What you say is enough.

Song Xi had a smile in his eyes and whispered: You are thirty today, can't you give us a few words?

George Sheng was conflicted in his heart. Song Xi beside him was alive and agile. She was holding his arm and teasing him to talk. He knew that she liked him.

But Shen Zhaoyi's appearance reminded him from time to time that everything Song Xi gave him now had been given to another man before.

Even today, she met Shen Zhaoyi, and he arrested Dong Lijun and Song Yuan on trumped-up charges.

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. George Sheng almost blurted out, but after all, there were so many people here, he still suppressed his temper and replied calmly: I'm a little tired, I don't want to talk.

Last night's photo incident hadn't passed yet. Although George Sheng didn't say anything else, his mood was not as good as usual. Song Xi didn't force him, and waited until the dinner was over for the two of them to talk in private.

In previous years, this group of people spent their thirties together. This year, with the addition of Song Xi, it was like having another person in the family. In order to welcome her, Chang Jingle asked someone to open six bottles of red wine and six bottles of white wine. No one can run away tonight, no one has to cover for anyone, everyone is the same.

Song Xixiao said, I'm not working during the holidays, so I don't have so many worries. Let me show you my true drinking capacity.

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Song Xi drank too much. Although she didn't look strange at the moment, as soon as she said goodbye to everyone and sat in the car, she immediately softened and said feebly: I'm not embarrassed, am I?

George Sheng sat next to her. The soundproof board in front of her had been lowered. He didn't say anything, but squeezed a bottle of water and handed it to her.

Song Xi took a sip and returned it. He tilted his head and leaned on his shoulder and said, I'll go to your house later. Can I just go to bed without watching the Spring Festival Gala?

George Sheng was silent for a few seconds, then opened his thin lips: Why didn't you come to me when you asked him for help?

Song Xi asked in question: What?

George Sheng's voice was calm and indifferent: You know that I don't like the person named Shen, and you still ask him for help. You don't care at all what I think?

Song Xi slowly raised his head, looked at him sideways and said, I happened to see him today...

Before he finished speaking, George Sheng said: It's okay to meet him by chance, and it's also a coincidence to ask him to help? It's not like you have no one to turn to, so I can't help you?

Song Xi's head was dizzy, but he still frowned slightly. After pausing for three or four seconds, he said softly: Are you angry with me?

George Sheng remained silent, the result was obvious.

Song Xi didn't lean on the back of the car, she just sat upright. After a while, she curled her lips, smiled, and sneered.