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It is not good for the body to exercise strenuously after a full meal, so the two of them are fasting. It is different that there is a doctor in the family. There are strict standards and requirements for what can and cannot be done.

Afterwards, when George Sheng hugged Song Xi and walked to the room, she felt very distressed and wanted to get down and walk by herself. George Sheng closed his arms and said in a deep voice, I can hold her.

Both of them were covered in sweat. She bathed him in the bathroom, carefully avoiding the scar on her leg. He had the injury on his thigh. Song Xi squatted in front of him and looked at him unblinkingly. She quickly saw that he was angry again. Come.

Normally, Song Xi would not allow him to indulge, but today she was also very impulsive. Not to mention whether she could control him, she couldn't even control herself.

A new cycle started again. In a home with only two people, Song Xi finally no longer had to suppress her instincts. In the humid bathroom, both her senses and sounds were amplified. She was pressed against the waterproof tiles by him, and even the tiles were covered with water. Warm touch.

Her hands hugged his waist from front to back. When her fingers inadvertently traced the cobra tattoo on his tailbone, his muscles tensed up. She bit her lips and tensed up her body as well.

After a long time, George Sheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. Song Xi's fair skin was flushed with pink, her chest was rising and falling, and it was unclear whether it was sweat or water on her eyelashes.

After two times, she was really squeezed to exhaustion. George Sheng wrapped her in a bathrobe and left the bathroom. It was already dark outside. Song Xi was lying on the bed, not even willing to move his fingers.

He is an iron-clad god. After dragging his unhealed body for so long, except that his voice is hoarse and deeper than usual, he is more energetic than before.

There was a lollipop beside the bed. He tore off the candy wrapper and put it in his mouth. This was a substitute that Song Xi gave him to quit smoking. Whenever he wanted to smoke, he would eat candy.

Looking at her laziness and wanting to sleep, George Sheng whispered: Go to sleep now and don't want to eat?

Song Xi replied softly: I want to sleep.

George Sheng said: Then you go to bed first, I'll call you when I'm ready.

Song Xi took her arms out of the quilt, went straight to his neck, pulled him down, hugged him and said, I won't let you go.

George Sheng took the lollipop out of his mouth, went to bed and slept with Song Xi in his arms.

Song Xi closed her eyes without dreaming. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw darkness in the room. She turned over and crossed her arms. Sure enough, she was empty next to her.

I turned on the bedside lamp and looked at the time blearily. It was already eleven forty at night.

She was sitting on the bed waking up when a familiar figure appeared at the door. George Sheng turned on the headlights and said, Are you up?

Song Xi was too lazy to speak and just raised his arms to hug him.

George Sheng came to the bedside, held her in his arms, and said in her ear: Are you hungry? I made a lot of dishes you like.

Song Xi squinted his eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and asked aloud, What's there?

George Sheng announced the name of the dish, and Song Xi became more and more happy as he listened. Finally, he sat on the edge of the bed, stretched his legs out of the quilt, and said, Help me up, I want to eat.

She didn't wear anything before going to bed. Now the quilt covered her upper body, and her arms and legs were exposed, looking very sultry. George Sheng glanced at her, and quickly took a set of pajamas and handed it to her. His movements were gentle, and from the bottom of his heart What he was thinking about was how to hold her down at night and act like a beast in different ways.

Song Xi and George Sheng came to the dining room. The long table occupied more than half of it. He had actually cooked a lot of dishes. When she glanced over, there were more than ten of them.

He seemed to like her and did everything he could do.

Song Xi is a person who is easily moved by her heart. She immediately turned her head and said in a coquettish tone: Thank you, husband.

George Sheng looked at the time. It was 11:50 at night, and he said, If you're hungry, eat something first. I'll cook some noodles for you.

Song Xi picked up the chopsticks and put a prawn in her mouth, clinging to George Sheng, and the two of them entered the kitchen together.

Standing in front of the stove, George Sheng cooked noodles for Song Xi. She hugged him from behind and pressed against his broad and warm body. She recalled the day a year ago in her mind and said, Husband.

Um?

Did you specifically want to celebrate my birthday last year, so you asked me to cook food and noodles on my birthday night?

George Sheng's low and sweet voice came, What do you think?

Song Xi raised the corners of her lips and replied, I guess so.

George Sheng said: If you know, please ask.

Song Xi quickly curled his lips again, For my birthday, you asked me to make ten dishes and one soup, and you said that what I made tasted terrible. How can you celebrate someone's birthday like this?

George Sheng said: It's not that what you cook is unpalatable.

Song Xi hummed: It's too late.

George Sheng said: It can't be eaten.

Song Xi still hugged his waist and hit his back with her head to show her dissatisfaction, Who are you talking about?

George Sheng was cooking noodles in front, with a smile in his eyes and said: The chicken wings you made are still raw.

Song Xi refused to admit it, It's impossible. I can stew pig's trotters, let alone chicken wings?

George Sheng asked: When did you make pig's trotters?

Song Xi said: I made Mirinda pig's trotters for Da Mengmeng and Dongxu, and they both agreed after eating them.

For the sake of face, she told lies with her eyes open. In fact, when Gu Dongxu took a bite of her food, he had to rinse his mouth with one of Han Chunmeng's dishes, and he had a bad impression of pig trotters ever since.

While the two were talking, George Sheng turned off the fire, and a large bowl of longevity noodles hung with soup stock came out of the pot. It was just past midnight, August 9th, Song Xi's birthday.

Take the cake out of the refrigerator, put twenty-seven candles on it, turn off the lights, and make a wish.

Song Xi clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and opened his eyes quickly to blow out the candles.

George Sheng said: Happy birthday.

There were no unnecessary complicated words, but it seemed that Song Xi had been given countless sweet words and promises.

Song Xi smiled and said, Thank you, husband.

She had said thank you to George Sheng many times today, thanked him for remembering all her little wishes, and thanked him for making her feel warm and happy.

They say success is being the best version of yourself, but happiness is falling in love with yourself.

In the past, Song Xijue was relatively successful, but now she feels that she is very happy. She loves herself and loves herself who will be loved by George Sheng.

After dinner, Song Xi had an idea to go to the yard to see the roses. Before going out, she went back to the room to get her mobile phone. Without exception, everyone sent birthday wishes on time. However, what surprised Song Xi even more was that several groups exploded. , Chang Jingle shouted: Monk Qiao, you are so horny!

Ruan Boyan said: I have nothing to say about this operation.

Tong Hao typed: Brother Sheng will always be Brother Sheng.

Yuan Baoyin said: Who pushed me to go out and take a look?

The men are still like this, not to mention the reaction of the women in the group, which can only be described as crazy.

After all, Song Xi opened the short video that everyone had recorded. First, on the LED display screen of a certain road section, a Q version of the cute little lion was smiling, and then there was a picture of Happy made up of falling petals. Birthday word.

Everyone took photos of different sections of road. I looked at more than a dozen in a row, covering all major road sections and major shopping malls, especially the one taken by Diana. She was near Haiwei. The entire building in Haiwei is nearly 200 meters high. Just like a huge display screen, there is a giant Q version of a little lion with the same cute expression. Petals are raining down. There is no specific name, but it is announcing the words Happy Birthday to the whole world.

Han Chunmeng said in voice: Oh my god, I can't survive. Now all the screens visible in the night city are filled with this animation. Wow, wow... I have such a girlish heart!

You don’t need to think about it to know that from the second ring road to the fifth ring road in Night City, all the buildings and screens that can shine can simultaneously display happy birthday to the little lion. If money can make all the devils go around, then who can buy Haiwei? , can you buy it to move the Qiao family? Such an earth-shattering but nameless romance is destined to make the night of August 9th forever remembered.

Weibo went viral that night. How many men and women came out late at night, standing under major buildings and intersections and taking photos with their mobile phones. They knew that this was someone else’s love, and other people’s husbands and boyfriends never disappoint people.