Life With You

Song Xi was willing to take the initiative to serve him. George Sheng instinctively felt that this was a tactic to lure the enemy. How could such a good thing happen?

As expected, Song Xi's so-called service was really 'brother doesn't need to move, sister is fully automatic'. She pressed his body with one hand and made trouble under him with the other hand. Even a determined person like George Sheng was still being taken care of. She was teasing him out of control.

That's enough for me, let me serve you instead. His voice was hoarse, with a strong hint of addiction.

Song Xi raised her hand to rub his soft and thin lips, and when she spoke, her voice was enough to make the man throw away his armor: You don't need to serve me tonight, as long as you feel comfortable.

George Sheng immediately wanted to turn over, but Song Xi straddled him and pressed her feet against the bed, refusing to let him move.

George Sheng hugged her gently and whispered: You are killing me.

Song Xi took the initiative to lift her chin to kiss him, imitating the way he usually treated her, and said seductively in a low voice: Don't restrain yourself, do whatever you want, I will stay with you tonight.

George Sheng kissed her neck and whispered: I want to have sex with you.

Song Xi felt excited all over, biting the shell of his ear and said, Do you know why women like to receive gifts? In fact, what we want is not necessarily the gift itself, but slowly, slowly, step by step unpacking the whole package. The process...you don't need to wear a condom today, I will take care of you the whole time...

George Sheng didn't understand what she meant until this moment. No wonder she kept serving him, and her feelings were only with her hands.

The sweetest and most torturous way, both a gift and a punishment.

Song Xi has such an ability that even people like George Sheng have to become the 'thing in the palm of her hand'.

She promised that she would satisfy you that night, so George Sheng spent half the night with her three times. The first time only lasted for ten minutes. She was secretly proud that she didn't expect him to be so irresistible, but the next two times, one and a half minutes. For more than an hour, and another time even longer, he woke her up early in the morning, and she helped him despite being sleepy. In the end, she didn't know whether to punish him or herself.

Although he didn't want her, he was happy after all. This was a breakthrough for the two of them. What's more, Song Xi was afraid that he would be the overlord and he would take advantage of her, so he said something very shameless in the heat of the moment. : If you use your hands today, what will you use next time to keep everything intact? Don't you look forward to it?

George Sheng admitted that he was bribed by her words. He had no choice but to do so. The meaning behind these words was too confusing. Even though he knew it was her malicious delaying tactic, he was still addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself.

She was the fish on his chopping board. As long as she fumbled around for a few more days, he would have plenty of time to play with her.

Song Xi didn't fall asleep until early in the morning. When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was the man's slender and protruding collarbone. The sunken place was heavily shadowed, like a whirlpool of desire, which made people addicted.

Thinking of last night, Song Xi didn't even know how to face George Sheng. Normally, both of them looked like gentlemen, and he was even more abstinent. But as soon as he lay on the bed and the curtains were drawn, his rationality receded, and he was full of desires and refused to talk. The content and even the hoarse voice make people imagine.

Song Xi leaned forward and kissed George Sheng's collarbone with her lips. Not long after, a man's slightly lazy voice came from above her head: Are you awake?

Song Xi said 'hmm' and then asked: Are you asleep?

George Sheng said: Sleep for a few hours.

Song Xi suffered from an occupational disease and replied without blushing or heartbeat: You usually consume less, and you can naturally fall asleep when you are tired.

George Sheng touched her left hand under the quilt, intertwined his fingers with hers, and said in a low voice, Thank you for your hard work.

Song Xi's face heated up, and then he asked: Why didn't you tell me you worked hard for me?

There was a smile and pampering in George Sheng's voice: You are you, it is it, you said it yourself. I used my hand last night, and I am looking forward to it next time.

Song Xi couldn't bear it anymore, buried her head in his neck, and said in a low voice: It's daytime now, please stop talking.

George Sheng chuckled: There are two faces during the day and at night.

Song Xi said: I can transform into Sailor Moon, do you believe it?

The two of them just said a few words on the bed. Song Xi didn't flirt with him or touch him. George Sheng suddenly said in a low voice: Touch.

Touch, Song Xi had almost never heard these two words from George Sheng before last night, but after last night, she knew exactly what they meant.

She couldn't help but raise her head to look at him, and said sincerely: Excessive indulgence is not good for your health.

On George Sheng's handsome face, there was both an innate sense of alienation and a dangerous and hazy desire at the moment. When he said something he wanted, how could anyone be willing to refuse?

As soon as he opened his eyes, he was willing to let her get out of bed after she made him happy again.

When Song Xi walked to the bathroom, George Sheng said behind him: I brought underwear for you.

Song Xi turned his head and cursed with a red face: You stinking scoundrel.

George Sheng sat on the edge of the bed, with the quilt draped below the waist, exposing his entire muscular upper body. He lit a cigarette, but he smiled at her without saying a word.

When the two came out of the hotel, it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon. George Sheng called Qiao Aiwen and asked if she had eaten at home. Qiao Aiwen was in a daze and she hadn't woken up yet.

Last night, George Sheng took Song Xi to the hotel, and the others went to have supper, and then played karaoke at midnight. It was almost dawn when Qiao Aiwen came home, and she didn't eat at the moment.

George Sheng said casually: Then let's go back and eat. The mutton yesterday was very delicious. Let's have hot pot today.

Qiao Aiwen was so angry that she said loudly: I will go to Sacheng tomorrow, out of sight and out of mind!

When George Sheng hung up the phone, Song Xi said, I'll drop by the mall later and I'll buy some small gifts for your mother.

George Sheng seemed to be smiling but not smiling: Do you feel guilty if you don't go home at night?

Song Xi pouted: Who is to blame?

George Sheng was in a particularly good mood and said softly, It's my fault.

The luxury goods counter in the largest shopping mall in Night City was not on holiday during the Chinese New Year. Song Xi and George Sheng arrived in front of Chanel. He answered the phone temporarily, so he did not go in. Song Xi walked in without wasting any time and took a pair of young I gave Qiao Aiwen a stylish scarf and picked a bag suitable for middle-aged people.

The clerk was already preparing to swipe Song Xi's card when another clerk came over and said, This bag has been ordered.

Song Xi waited for the result. The two shop assistants whispered a few words, and then her shopping guide said apologetically: I'm sorry, there is only one of this bag at the moment. I didn't know that someone had already ordered it. Why don't you look at it again? Looking at something else?”

Song Xi didn't care at first, until he heard the voice of Welcome behind him, and then a man stood in front of the cashier and said, I ordered a bag before, and you asked me to pick it up today.

The voice sounded familiar to Song Xi. He turned his head and saw that the man's profile... turned out to be Sheng Chenzhou.