Life With You

Ling Yue leaned over to play the ball, Don't you yell for me to play with you every day?

Qiao Aiwen's eyes were full of anger, I don't play when I should play, and I play blindly when I shouldn't play.

Ling Yue knew what she was thinking, and replied calmly: You are still young, just do whatever others want to do, you don't have any opinion at all.

Qiao Aiwen's eyes widened, I have my own opinion. My opinion cannot be more obvious. It's you who refuses to do it!

Ling Yue went around to the other side to play ball, and replied without raising his head: I also have an opinion, and my opinion is not to do it.

Qiao Aiwen looked at his back, annoyed and...fascinated. Ling Yue was a piece of cake that could be seen but not eaten. Although she shouted all day long to push him down, this kind of difficult pushing down process was as difficult as learning from the West. The fascination made her sink. In fact, women are very entangled, just like Qiao Aiwen and Ling Yue. If he was easy to chase and push, maybe she wouldn't like him so much.

She doesn't like things that are simple and easy to use. She only likes things that others can't do.

In the evening, the yacht sailed back to the port. Yuanbao Tonghao was complaining that he had not slept well in the past two days and wanted to go back to catch up on his sleep. Ling Yue and Gu Dongxu also said that they had not slept well and wanted to go back. Qiao Aiwen said: Then let's break up the men and women tonight and let's go out to play. Son, do whatever you like.

Song Xi secretly winked at George Sheng, secretly saying that she would be separated from him for a few hours, and then several women went straight to the most famous night market in Bali to eat and drink. The time without a man around was not only not empty, but more interesting.

A group of beautiful women gathered together, which naturally attracted attention. There was no shortage of people who came forward to strike up a conversation along the way. There were people from all nationalities. When asked about Han Chunmeng and Qiao Aiwen, they politely said: I have a boyfriend.

When asked about Song Xi, Song Xi was more direct, My husband is behind.

Diana was the only one missing. Everyone was busy sending her out. Diana glanced at her and replied: Sister, it's not that I don't have a man. You all have boyfriends and husbands. What do you have to show off? I also have an ex-husband. What did I say?

This sentence made Han Chunmeng choke when she was drinking coconut juice. Song Xi was patting her on the back, and Qiao Aiwen on the side stared at her and said, Oh, you've spit up milk!

Her voice was loud. Han Chunmeng raised her head and said eagerly before wiping her mouth: Everyone around me is laughing at me!

People within a few meters of him were indeed looking this way. Song Xi comforted him: It's okay, they don't understand Chinese.

After the words fell, Qiao Aiwen said it again in English. This time everyone understood it, except Han Chunmeng who didn't understand it. She was still wondering what English Qiao Aiwen Biao said.

A few people were eating from the street to the end of the street. Song Xi was holding a can of cold beer in his hand, listening to the jokes of the people around him, and the corner of his mouth never dropped.

After about two or three hours, a few people were tired from playing and were sitting on the side of the road eating ice cream. Song Xi inadvertently looked up and saw a familiar figure standing across the street, wearing a black cotton T-shirt, black trousers, and white casual shoes. , tall and handsome, with a face that makes people turn around, turned out to be George Sheng.

George Sheng was not the only one who came, several others also came, but Song Xi only had room for him in his eyes.

When the light turned green, a group of handsome guys walked towards the beauties across the road. This scene attracted the attention of tourists in Bali and nearby businesses. It turns out that famous flowers are all famous flowers.

Later, Song Xi was taken away alone by George Sheng. She asked, How did you find him?

George Sheng replied: I can find you wherever you are.

Song Xi raised the corners of her lips and replied with a smile: Eating sweets secretly?

George Sheng glanced at the ice cream in Song Xi's left hand, Is it delicious?

Song Xi nodded, It's delicious. It's right in front. I'll buy one for you.

No need. George Sheng reached out and snatched hers. She had already eaten half of it. It used to be pointed, but now she habitually licked it into a semi-circle. He didn't mind it and just opened his mouth to eat.

She accompanied him to a famous restaurant nearby to eat fried rice. There was a layer of prawns on top of the fried rice. He put it in her mouth and let her eat it.

Song Xi ate all the way and couldn't hold on anymore. The two of them didn't take a taxi back to the hotel, so they just held hands and walked back slowly. She stood on the curb, still half a head shorter than George Sheng below, and her sense of balance was unsatisfactory. , leaning left and right as he walked, he reached out his hands to support her very patiently, and as he walked, he suddenly said: I think my daughter is good.

Huh? Song Xi turned her head and looked at him.

George Sheng said: Xiaowen was very naughty when she was a child. She would jump up and down, not to mention getting on the curb, even going to the house. My dad was always supporting her from below.

The corners of Song Xi's lips raised, Xiaowen often told me about her childhood. Dad really doted on her.

George Sheng said: Your father also loves you very much, so I think it is good to have a daughter.

Speaking of Song Yuanqing, Song Xi stepped down from the curb, held hands with George Sheng, and said as they walked forward: But I think my son is good, and he supports the family, just like you, even though your father is gone, you can still carry the whole family. In the family, no one dares to bully you, not even girls. I often wonder if I could help the family more if I were a son.

George Sheng looked forward and replied: What would I do if you were a man?

Song Xi didn't expect him to say that, and was amused off guard, and then said: True love has nothing to do with gender. If I were a man, would you not love me?

George Sheng replied with a serious face: There is no need to test my orientation, I only like women.

Song Xi's beautiful eyes raised, Hey, you're not tricked into this?

She made a joke, and George Sheng said: You are a girl, and a man's heart is always thinking of the people around him. He wants to be the first to fight on the battlefield. Yuan Bao said a long time ago that he admires you. But now that you are my wife, I am here to take care of all the big things, so you don’t need to worry about it.”

Song Xi almost blurted out that if she had the ability, there would be no need for the Sheng family to step in to solve the crisis in Changning Hospital, but when the words came to her lips, she held back. For George Sheng, this kind of thing was a huge gain. And what was she going to tell him about a harmless good thing? Even though he knew that he was feeling awkward, he couldn't make things difficult for George Sheng. He had to make a clear decision between his own selfish desires and the overall situation.

Lowering his gaze without any trace, Song Xi pretended to be unintentional and replied: We are husband and wife and comrades-in-arms. You are allowed to block the bullet for me, but you are not allowed to dig mines for you?

She spoke heartily, and unexpectedly, George Sheng had a strange smile and was actually amused by her.

Song Xi turned her head and glared at him, What are you laughing at?

George Sheng glanced at her and said, Dig mines, you are missing a towel on your head.

When Song Xi heard this, he rolled his eyes at him, The one you said was stealing landmines!

The corners of George Sheng's lips were obviously raised, and his eyes were full of smiles. The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Song Xi also made a sound of amused laughter.

The way back to the hotel took a taxi for twenty minutes. Song Xi and George Sheng walked for a long time and didn't arrive. The shoes on her feet were new and she was a little tired. George Sheng watched her walk for a while, stopped to look at her shoes, and said aloud : Feet hurt?

kind of.

He said: I will carry you.

Song Xi happily stood on the curb, jumped up and lay on George Sheng's back, with his arms around her legs. She was far away from the ground, hooked her arms around his neck and asked with a smile: Are you tired?

Not tired.

Just tell me if you can't stand it.

George Sheng asked: Will you carry me?

Okay.

My legs drag the floor.

It's okay, I'll pretend to carry it...

The street lamp pulled their shadows into one. Song Xi swung her legs towards the shadow, and the two thin legs in the shadow immediately swung in the same direction. She tried hard to convince herself that the Sheng family would help if they wanted to. It was not George Sheng who asked for it anyway, no matter what they did It's also very hot to do it.