Life With You

But there are some things that no one can say for sure. For example, who would have thought that George Sheng, who used to be like a block of ice, could now become a heating rod? Of course, he was just Song Xi's heating rod.

His leg was still recovering. Although it was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye every day, Song Xi still ordered him to rest at home. She said, Don't the Qiao family have enough money? It won't take a lifetime to tie up a hundred prodigal children. That’s it, then what are you going to do?”

In fact, both of them knew very well that George Sheng worked not only to make money, but also to deal with some things that could not be put in the open. However, Song Xi was unreasonable for a rare time and refused to let him go out even if he was not allowed to go out. , so George Sheng has been taking care of the children full-time at home these days since he was discharged from the hospital.

In the past, He Yusen was very busy and asked a nanny to take care of his children, but whenever he was free every day, he would play with Xiaojie. When he came to Night City, he told George Sheng that he used to think that money and power were the most important, but after he had his son, Only then did he discover that his son was destined to die.

Now that He Yusen is gone, George Sheng has shouldered this responsibility on his behalf and even provided him with the maximum amount of companionship.

Sometimes when Song Xi walks in after get off work, the room is so quiet that it turns out that George Sheng is playing hide-and-seek with Xiaojie; sometimes she sees the two of them as soon as she enters the yard, and George Sheng is teaching Xiaojie how to train. Dog; Another time, Song Xi just opened the door and stepped out, feeling that she had stepped on something. By the time she took it back, it was too late. A long list of dominoes fell down one by one in front of her. When she changed her slippers and walked along the dominoes, When I got to the living room, I discovered that there were more dominoes piled up in the middle of the living room. All the dominoes fell down and formed a rose pattern.

George Sheng sat on the carpet, and Xiaojie sat opposite him. They both looked at Song Xi, who clapped her hands and said, Godmother, welcome home.

George Sheng didn't say anything, but only smiled tenderly at her. Song Xi felt so soft in her heart that she rushed over to give the two of them a kiss, and then posted it on WeChat Moments, causing everyone to make all kinds of sarcastic remarks.

On the night of August 8th, when Song Xi came home from get off work, Han Chunmeng said to her: I will receive blessings on time at twelve o'clock in the evening. I know you still have a wife-wishing stone waiting for you at home. I will see you tomorrow.

Twelve o'clock at night is the 9th, Song Xi's birthday.

Song Xi smiled and said: I'll go back and live in a world of three people~

Han Chunmeng glanced at her and said, Isn't it great to have children? Don't show off.

Song Xi returned to Cuicheng Mountain in a good mood. When the car was about to drive to the door of her house, she visibly stopped and almost drove past. She stepped on the brake. She sat in the car and looked at the villa. The red roses crawling all around the fence, the delicate blood-red petals, and the vibrant dark green leaves were not inserted one by one, but transplanted whole pieces.

She watched outside the gate for a long time. When Song Xi slowly drove the car into the courtyard, the scene inside made her couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips. She smiled while tears welled up in her eyes.

There is an open space of one or two hundred square meters in the yard. It is a huge place, and everything you see is a heart-warming red. It was obviously empty when she went out in the morning, but now it is all surrounded by fences, gardens, and bowls planted with soil. Roses, rooted in the soil, are blooming wantonly, and the air is filled with the fragrance of roses and the freshness of the soil.

Song Xi told George Sheng that she wanted a house with a garden, but in fact, she didn't have a clear idea of ​​what this house would look like. Now he has turned her dream into a reality, which is more beautiful than a dream. The reality that is ten thousand times higher can make people’s eyes warm.

Parking the car in the garage, Song Xi walked around in the yard where he had lived for more than a year. Every corner was covered with flowers. These flowers were alive. They were not pulled out of the soil and only had the beauty of a flash in the pan. This feeling It made Song Xijue feel at ease for a long time, just like the relationship between her and him. There was not much romance on weekdays, but she knew very well that he loved her.

Turning around, Song Xi couldn't wait to go in to find George Sheng. The door opened, and Facai, who had heard the sound long ago, was waiting for her with his tail wagging. Song Xi touched its head, changed into slippers and walked inside.

On weekdays, Xiaojie would play with toys on the carpet in the living room. Today, the living room was very clean. There were no toys or people. Song Xi looked around for someone, and finally came to the kitchen in search of the sound.

Looking in along the kitchen door, I saw a familiar tall figure standing in front of the silver kitchen cabinet preparing ingredients. He was wearing a white half-sleeved T-shirt and light gray home pants. The indoor lights and outdoor sunlight were shining on him. He seemed to be good-looking. Glowing.

Song Xi had seen 999 roses given to her by someone, but no one had planted a whole rose garden for her. There were many people who had enough money to take her to eat at the most expensive restaurants, but no one was willing to do it. Soup, waiting for her to come back at home.

He used to love black the most, and couldn't see anything in other colors when his closet was open. Now he started wearing white because she said she was used to him wearing black and didn't know he looked equally good in white.

The feeling of falling in love with George Sheng and being loved by him is very exciting. It's like a top student who has gone through so much trouble to solve a century-old problem. It's more like dragging him from night to day. They influence each other's love. Anger, sorrow, joy, enjoyment, but not control.

Song Xi only glanced at it, and immediately ran towards him uncontrollably. George Sheng raised his head and found that Song Xi was still carrying a small bag. She didn't even bother to take it off. She rushed to him, stepped on her feet and hugged him. Neck, Thank you, husband.

If it weren't for the fear that his legs couldn't bear it, she would definitely jump on top of him.

George Sheng put down the things in his hands, put his arms around Song Xi's waist, and said softly: Do you like it?

Song Xi nodded repeatedly, I like it very much.

George Sheng said: Go upstairs to take a shower first, and come down for dinner later.

Song Xi hung on him, hugging him and refusing to let go, and said tiredly: Where is Xiaojie?

George Sheng said: Send it back to mom.

Song Xi asked: Why?

George Sheng said: I want to live a world of two with you.

After the words fell, Song Xi raised her eyes to look at him. She raised her head and he lowered his gaze. Their eyes met. She suddenly pulled him down and raised her chin to kiss him.

There was no slow-down process, it was like a car speeding up to a hundred yards in an instant. The two of them were on the verge of breaking out from the very beginning. Song Xi was unable to control his feelings, while George Sheng was unscrupulous.

He pushed her into the open space beside the long table. Song Xi never knew that her old waist could be so soft. She kept leaning back and leaning back until her entire back was pressed against the slightly cool table.

It was bright outside, and the lights above her head would not turn off automatically, but Song Xi couldn't care so much. As soon as her eyes closed, she hugged George Sheng's neck tightly and wrapped her slender legs around his waist.

It's crazy, no matter the location or the unabashed passion between the two, Song Xi was also afraid that George Sheng would use too much force and pull the wound. However, as soon as she was distracted, he immediately used his own way to make her have no time to pay attention to Song Xi. I swore that I would give all the many impossible firsts in my life to George Sheng.

Later, she confessed to him with a tearful voice, saying thank you ten thousand times is not as good as saying I love you.

George Sheng didn't say much at this time. He used actions to please and respond. The person he loved, whether in body or mind, could never leave him in this life.