Life With You

Song Xi couldn't stand this at all. She frowned at the slightest movement in his mouth, with pain and pleasure blurred on her delicate and beautiful face.

There was a thin layer of sweat on George Sheng's forehead, and his body was as hot as a soldering iron. Song Xi was rounded and flattened by him, and her whole body felt weak. Even if she touched the buttons on his body, she couldn't undo them at all.

George Sheng hugged her and turned her around. He lay underneath her and she straddled him, her chest rising and falling. He put his hands on her slender and soft waist. After so long, he finally said the first sentence. When he spoke, his voice was still low, making people feel numb all over.

Take it off for me.

Song Xi's hair was hanging down her face, and she was rubbing the inner buttons of his shirt in the dark, slowly, one by one, unbuttoning them. George Sheng raised his hand and helped her tuck her hair back behind her ears, revealing the face that made him A haunted face.

The hem of his shirt was stuffed into his trousers. Song Xi pulled the shirt out. When he was concentrating on it, who knew he suddenly felt very bad. Song Xi let out a low breath. George Sheng chuckled, and then his voice was low and hoarse. Said: I see how much you miss me.

Song Xi's ears were buzzing, and she couldn't hear what he was saying. In the silent night, on the pure black bed, there were two bodies that were equally moved.

When he reached one-third of the way in, Song Xi suddenly said: It hurts...

George Sheng's upper body was pressed against Song Xi's body, and she held onto his arm tightly. She was already petite, but now she shrank back, making her look even weaker. As if struck by lightning, George Sheng raised his head and stared at the person beneath him.

Song Xi couldn't see the expression on his face, but he could see hers. Her brows were furrowed and her lips were pursed. It was obviously...painful? !

The two bodies were equally hot, and the same chest was rising and falling. Many thoughts flashed through George Sheng's mind, and finally he settled on one sentence: This is her first time...

Maybe Song Xi liked Shen Zhaoyi too much in the past, or maybe he took it for granted. He never thought that Song Xi was still intact.

Now, isn’t this gift too surprising?

Yes, it was surprise, ecstasy, a joy he had never experienced in twenty-seven years.

George Sheng couldn't describe this feeling in words. Even if he didn't care whether it was her first time, it didn't affect the joy she brought him because it was her first time.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and George Sheng was really speechless. For the first time, he felt like he had a thousand words to say, but he didn't know where to start when the words came to his mouth.

Song Xi felt a sting just now. Now as his movements stopped, the pain gradually decreased. She clasped his arm, relaxed her brows slightly, and said proactively: Gently, slow down. .”

Her voice was soft and cautious with lingering shock.

George Sheng was about to go crazy, he was so happy that he leaned over to kiss her. He said with a slightly trembling voice: I will do it gently.

When she was confused and confused, he once conscientiously comforted her and said: Don't be afraid, it won't hurt if you do it a few more times.

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That night, Song Xi went from a lot of pain to moderate pain, then from moderate pain to no pain, and finally from no pain to greedy enjoyment. This process went through the bed, sofa, bathroom, and even the bay window...

Song Xi is a person who refuses to admit defeat. No one can make her lower her head willingly, unless her skills are really inferior to others.

George Sheng did to her everything he had imagined in his previous dreams, even worse. During this period, he took care of her foot injury. Many times, she kept hanging on him without her feet touching the ground.

There is no good place in his bedroom. Fortunately, the house is big and they can sleep on the third floor.

Song Xi felt that she had not fallen asleep because she was sleepy, but had fainted. George Sheng's voice became stronger and stronger every time, and then there was only an inexplicable sentence in her mind: Rain hits the plantains.

In a daze, Song Xi noticed something strange, and opened her eyes in confusion. It was the energetic George Sheng. She thought about reaching out to stop him, but when she raised her hand, she couldn't help but snorted. Her arm seemed to be broken. My muscles are aching, and I want to move my legs... No kidding, it's like someone has hung a thirty-pound sandbag on my legs, and I can't lift it at all.

George Sheng looked at her dying look, his black eyes flashed, and he joked in a low voice: Where was your energy last night?

Song Xi didn't dare to think about last night, which was destined to be an unbearable memory. She actually wanted to compete with George Sheng in bed. Facts have proved that this is retribution.

George Sheng stretched out his hand to pull her arm, but Song Xi immediately frowned and groaned: No, my body hurts.

George Sheng said: I'll press it for you.

He helped her rub her arm until it hurt. Song Xi shouted out without hesitation. George Sheng said, It's useless.

Song Xi glared at him angrily: Are you useful?

George Sheng didn't look at her, and replied without changing his face or heartbeat: You know whether I am of any use.

Song Xi was choked by him and couldn't refute. After all, he was really useful.

George Sheng pressed her arms first, and then her back. The atmosphere was not right. Song Xi wanted to say that she was really tired, but when she saw George Sheng's look of getting angry if he didn't extinguish the fire, she felt soft-hearted and... Feeling distressed.

Hey, forget it, she is a good person who will do it to the end and give him gifts until he is happy. It only takes more than an hour to grit her teeth and stamp her feet.

Facts have proved that George Sheng is a person who knows how to repay kindness. Every drop of kindness comes with a spring. Song Xi makes him comfortable, and he makes her more comfortable. Song Xixi has been thinking about it many times. There used to be an article on the Internet about her boyfriend having a good job. One of the most eye-catching comments on the topic was that every time I was with my boyfriend, I wanted to give him money.

Thinking of this, Song Xi let out a heartless 'chi' and burst into laughter.

George Sheng raised his eyelids and stared at her with unclear eyes. He opened his thin lips and said in a hoarse voice with a hint of breath: What are you laughing at?

Song Xi swayed, raised her hand to touch one of his cheeks, and chuckled, I think you're cute.

cute?

George Sheng frowned slightly. He had never been described by such words before.

Seeing her narrow expression, he suddenly moved faster, and Song Xi immediately changed from a smile to a frown, and then reached out to cover her mouth.

From yesterday, the two of them were no longer a fake couple in name only. From yesterday, she had given everything, including her people and her heart, to him for safekeeping.

Song Xi's cell phone rang in the middle of the process, and a series of messages came from WeChat. She turned her head and glanced in the direction of the phone, and George Sheng immediately asked her to shout out punitively.

Song Xi wanted to hit him, but she had no strength, so she could only stare at him with tears in her eyes. George Sheng couldn't stand the look in her eyes, so he stared at her intently, and finally left all of himself elsewhere.

Song Xi said last night that she was afraid of getting pregnant. There were condoms downstairs but not on the third floor. He had no choice but to make this decision. He would rather feel a little uncomfortable than have her take medicine afterwards.

Song Xi is a person who pays great attention to small details. From last night to now, George Sheng has been treating her with both strength and tenderness. He always thinks about her, and she is happy in her heart. She reaches out and touches George Sheng's hair and says: I'll wait for a while. I’ll cook something for you to eat.”

George Sheng was lying on top of her. Hearing this, he suddenly chuckled: Why, why did I behave badly and you want to punish me?