Life With You

It was the first time that Song Xi made dumplings by herself. Unexpectedly, she turned out to be really pretty. One had three delicacies and the other had pork and shiitake mushrooms. They all tasted pretty good. She tried them on George Sheng first. He said they were delicious, but she didn’t believe him. She had tasted them herself. I couldn't help but say tsk: I didn't enter the food industry. It's a big loss.

George Sheng said: You are not overwhelmed by your many skills, but the medical community still needs you.

Song Xi was so happy that he posted the two large plates of dumplings on WeChat Moments. Diana was the first to see the reply: Hey, Si unlike is out of the pot.

Song Xi said: I will bring it over tomorrow to open your eyes, it is very delicious!

Han Chunmeng replied below: Have you cooked the buns?

Ling Yue: You should concentrate on the surgery...

In contrast, those on Song Xi's side were in group mocking mode, while those on George Sheng's side were all praising him.

Ruan Boyan: Someone has a good taste.

Chang Jingle: Tsk, tsk, tsk, both beautiful and delicious, the days of monks are gone forever~

Huo Jiamin: It actually ignited my appetite.

Yuan Bao: Special dumplings for special you.

Qiao Aiwen: The guy upstairs said he could only do surgery. How could he talk to my sister-in-law?

Tong Hao gave a thumbs up directly.

Song Xi replied while eating, almost laughing to death from them. She was making dumplings to see how they felt. At this moment, there was a round dumpling that looked like a small steamed bun in George Sheng's bowl. He ate it in one bite, and then picked it up again. I got one, this one is oval.

Shall we go tomorrow? George Sheng suddenly said.

Song Xi looked away from the phone and looked sideways at him, Where are you going?

George Sheng said: Bali.

Song Xi's beautiful eyes slightly raised, Leaving tomorrow?

George Sheng didn't answer and asked: Do you have anything else?

Song Xi blinked, It's nothing. I thought it would take a few days to prepare, but I didn't even pack my clothes or things.

George Sheng said while holding dumplings: Tell them that we will go tomorrow.

Song Xi created a temporary discussion group, added everyone in, and sent a voice message: Urgent notice, Brother Xiaosheng said that she will go to Bali tomorrow. Is everyone okay?

Chang Jingle, Ruan Boyan and Yuan Bao lined up and all made OK gestures. Qiao Aiwen said: Ling Ling and I have no problem either.

Song Xi smiled and typed: Are you two together?

Qiao Aiwen made a shy expression and said nothing.

Then Diana and Han Chunmeng also sent OK, and Song Xi said: Da Mengmeng, is your Dongxu okay?

Han Chunmeng typed a reply: Men can't say no, as long as I'm here, it's no problem.

Chang Jingle said: As expected of a medical student, he can cure any problem.

Song Xi looked around, and only Tong Hao remained silent in the group. She turned her head and asked George Sheng, Is Tong Hao in Hong Kong? Can he come with us?

George Sheng said: We will take the line that stops in Hong Kong tomorrow and ask him to come with us.

Song Xi said: When I leave tomorrow, I have to find someone to send Qixi and Facai to foster care.

George Sheng said: Take it with you, we will take our own plane there.

Song Xi was a little surprised, Do you have a private plane?

My dad's.

There are so many of us, can we sit down?

George Sheng had no expression on his face and joked seriously: If you can't sit still, let the rest of you masturbate.

Song Xi had a lively expression and joked: Just a casual joke.

George Sheng originally didn't think so much about it, but when she said it, he realized it later and couldn't help but look up at her, She knows a lot.

Song Xi said: There is no way, I am very knowledgeable.

Later, everyone agreed on the time. We will meet at the business terminal of the airport at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Song Xi went up to pack her luggage after eating. As soon as George Sheng entered the bedroom, he saw her with her back to him, collecting clothes, with her long hair tied casually on her head. Finally, wearing home clothes, I heard the sound of him coming in, muttering: The weather over there is hotter than Night City. I only brought summer clothes with me and brought you a few more light-colored clothes to avoid absorbing the heat...

George Sheng stood aside and looked at her, his black eyes filled with soft warmth. He liked to see her walking around the house, especially in the suitcase, half of which was hers and half of which was his.

Song Xi stood in front of the closet, raising her hand to pick up the clothes on the shelf, when suddenly an arm wrapped around her waist, and at the same time, a series of hot and lingering kisses fell on her neck.

She was ticklish, so she shrank her neck and said, Wait a minute, I'll collect the things.

George Sheng didn't waste any time. He lifted her off the ground with one hand, put the other hand through the crook of her knees, and picked her up horizontally.

He didn't listen to anything Song Xi said. In the end, he dragged her to the bed and squeezed her hard. After taking a bath, she was exhausted and blamed him angrily.

She lay lazily on the bed, but George Sheng was as energetic as a demon who had taken in the energy. He walked to the closet with a cigarette in his mouth. He didn't have as many choices as women, and he chose a few sets. The clothes of the two people were put into the box.

Song Xi couldn't question George Sheng's choice. Firstly, everything they wore looked good. Secondly, she was the one who picked out their clothes recently. To question any one of them would be to doubt her own taste.

The next morning everyone arrived as scheduled. When Song Xi saw the medium and large passenger plane in front of him, he began to doubt that he didn't have much understanding of private planes. Is this a civilian passenger plane that can seat hundreds of people?

George Sheng glanced at Song Xi's suspicious eyes and explained aloud: It's a modified Boeing 787. My dad doesn't like small things.

Song Xi secretly thought that only Qiao Dingxiang could be so arrogant. In contrast, George Sheng was simply low-key.

The crew put everyone's luggage on the plane. It was also the first time for Song Xi to fly on a private plane. The interiors of each private plane were different. Qiao Dingxiang confirmed his always high-profile and unique style. If you want to buy, buy the biggest one, and if you want to dress it up, The most luxurious outfit.

The space of more than 200 square meters includes a luxurious living room that can entertain thirty people at the same time, four bedrooms, kitchen, entertainment and leisure room, all exceeding five-star hotel standards.

The service staff brought replacement slippers for everyone. Chang Jingle sat on the sofa in the living room and joked: It was previously revealed on the Internet that someone spent 2.1 billion to buy a Boeing 787 and converted it into a private jet. I never knew who it was. It turns out that this person is right under my nose. under.

Han Chunmeng was sitting across from him. Hearing this, he whispered in Diana's ear: Oh my god, it's hard for me to get 210,000 yuan, 2.1 billion...

Diana raised the corners of her lips and whispered: Let Dongxu work hard and get one done by tomorrow.

Han Chunmeng shook her head, No, then he won't go bankrupt? Although the environment here is top-notch, I don't want to live in a plane all day long. The key is that inviting friends to my home is too troublesome, and you have to report your license plate number in advance, otherwise you won't be able to get in.

Although Song Xixi had seen the world, her definition of trench was refreshed. Sitting next to George Sheng, she leaned closer and lowered her voice: Am I marrying into a wealthy family?

George Sheng said: If you only love money, I can make you happy every day.

Song Xi glanced at him with a half-smile, You can make me happy every day now.

The two looked at each other, and they could only understand each other. George Sheng suddenly had the urge to pull her into the bedroom directly. She had been really naughty recently.