Life With You

George Sheng came home early and saw Song Xi lying beside the bed telling stories at the door of Xiaojie's bedroom. She was still talking about Lian Ben's play. Previously it was the Lion King vs. the Honey Badger, and today it's the Lion King vs. the Cobra. From his From the angle, he could only see Song Xi's back, but not the expression on Xiaojie's face. Her story was vivid and vivid. He was only worried that Xiaojie would really be able to sleep after listening to this at night.

After standing at the door and watching for a while, George Sheng was afraid that she would be scared if she suddenly turned around, so he deliberately made a little noise. Song Xi turned around to see him, then turned off the bedside lamp and walked out.

Why are you back so early? Song Xi asked.

George Sheng said: The discussion is over.

It's so fast. How is the approval? Has it been received?

George Sheng said: We came down. Wei Feng went to see the Sheng family. When he went to the appointment in the evening, he saw Sheng Qianyu.

Song Xi paused for a moment, then said without changing his expression: What are the conditions for the Sheng family to help get the approval documents?

At first it was said to hold 20% of the shares, and then it was said to be 10%, but I refused.

Song Xi said: Ten percent is no more. That land earns at least a billion dollars a year.

George Sheng looked at her meaningfully and said after a few seconds: Don't you know why I refused?

When Song Xi heard this, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips and replied: Of course I know.

Standing in front of him, her arms around his waist, the two of them were close to each other, she raised her chin, looked at him and said: You are afraid that I will be angry, but after more than a billion dollars a year, I am moved.

George Sheng said calmly: You think I haven't seen the money?

Song Xi's lips curved even more, You're really not afraid of getting beaten if you say this. How come more than a billion a year isn't considered money to you?

George Sheng said: Unlike you, I am not obsessed with money.

Song Xi said: That means I regard money as dirt. If you try it on Da Mengmeng and the princess, they will feel uncomfortable for half a month.

George Sheng ignored her joking, with a completely serious look on his handsome face. He opened his thin lips and said softly: We are not short of money. I don't want you to be wronged at all, let alone for money.

Song Xi raised her head and looked at him. She didn't really have any sour or other feelings in her heart at first, but as she looked at it, her eyes suddenly became hot. She threw herself into his arms, endured the soreness in her nose and said: Don't worry, husband, I will try my best to help you in the future. You earn it back.

George Sheng hugged her and whispered: Who wants you to make money for me? You are my wife, not my employee.

Song Xi said: Am I not working for you now?

George Sheng said: I want to raise you, but you won't let me.

Song Xi said: I am so good that I cannot be kept at home as a canary. I should be released to benefit the people.

George Sheng said: I also want to give you a banner of 'Serving the People', right? Ask someone to send it to you tomorrow.

Song Xi hesitated for a few seconds before she remembered that when he promised to treat George Sheng's insomnia, he promised to ask someone to send her a banner after he was cured, but she had forgotten it, but she didn't expect that he would still remember it.

It's a good thing you didn't mention it. If I had known that you were born different from normal people, I wouldn't have had to rack my brains to help you deal with it.

George Sheng said: I sleep much better now than before. In the past, I only saw quack doctors, and no one told me that my inability to sleep was because I lacked a wife.

Song Xi couldn't help laughing and rolled her eyes at him, secretly saying that only she understood his crookedness.

George Sheng didn't eat at night, so Song Xi made him a bowl of luxurious pimple soup. She had already eaten it, under the pretext of eating 'some' with him, but ended up eating as much as he did.

She was too full and couldn't sleep right away. Song Xi simply took George Sheng out for a walk. Recently, at her request, star lights were hung on the fences and walls around the rose garden. When the lights were turned on at night, the roses and stars competed. Duanyan, at a glance, I really can't tell who is more beautiful.

In the huge courtyard, Song Xi and George Sheng held hands from left to right. Everywhere they went, Song Xi always had something to say, as if he was giving advice.

How many months can the roses bloom? What if the weather gets cold later? She was a little worried that such a beautiful scenery could only be seen for one season.

George Sheng said: I asked people to pick out camellias. You can plant camellias in autumn and move some plum trees here in winter. You can plan when you have time to plant them where.

Song Xi didn't expect that he would even think of these things. He suppressed his happiness and pretended to be calm and asked: What do you want for me? Are you afraid of spoiling me? Even my dad said that it's okay for me to be spoiled, but not for me. Too used to it.

George Sheng said, You're used to it? He said, You haven't seen much of the world.

Song Xi looked sideways at him, raised his eyebrows and said, Then what is habit? Give me an example.

George Sheng looked forward, his face unchanged, and said calmly: So far, your request is still far from the limit that I can achieve. I also want to know what I can do to you, so you have to work hard. ”

Song Xi couldn't fully describe his emotions at this moment in words. He held it in for a long time before saying: Whoever calls you Monk Qiao again in the future will be my fault!

I have never seen a monk who is so good at saying loving words to make his wife happy, and I have never seen a monk who is so good at doing romantic things to make his wife happy.

Ya is a complete fake monk, his purpose is to remain silent and become a blockbuster.

The two of them were walking and chatting in the yard. When they saw the rose petals falling on the ground, Song Xi suddenly said, Prepare a shovel for me tomorrow.

George Sheng said: What are you doing? Do you want to imitate Daiyu in burying flowers?

Song Xi immediately burst into laughter, You understand me.

After that, she murmured seriously: Actually, it's okay to collect them. I'll make rose tea and make rose snacks for you when you have time.

George Sheng continued with a serious face: You are forcing me to make the yard barren of grass.

Song Xixiu turned his head and looked up at him, feigning anger: Do you think my food tastes bad?

George Sheng said: It's not particularly unpalatable.

How awful is that?

so so.

Is it generally delicious?

Generally unpalatable.

Song Xi raised his hand to poke George Sheng's ribs. He reacted quickly. He usually grabbed her hand directly. Today, he seemed to be in a good mood, so he ran two steps to the side. Song Xi caught up with him. He ran away. Faster.

She chased after her and laughed, This is the first time I saw you running. It turns out you can run...

George Sheng hesitated for a moment, should he run or stop? Why couldn't he run? Are these two long legs just for show?

Song Xi took advantage of his hesitation and rushed forward with a vigorous step. She could have touched his clothes with her raised hand, but George Sheng suddenly increased his speed and left her behind.

Song Xi couldn't catch up and attacked verbally, Are you a rabbit?

George Sheng said: You are worse than a rabbit.

Song Xi gritted his teeth after hearing this and said as he ran, Don't let me catch up...

In fact, she didn't expect what would happen if she caught up with him. It was the tradition to say harsh words when there was no choice.