Life With You

Today is the happiest day for Song Xi recently. On the way back, the moment she called Lu Fangqi's mother kept replaying in her mind. It was like a dream. She went back to her childhood. At that time, she didn't know that having a mother was a very rare thing. .

Until she lost it later, she stubbornly pretended to be indifferent, and she had been pretending to be indifferent for more than ten years, so her tears today had nothing to do with her age. No matter she was twenty-seven or seventeen, she would always be a child in front of Lu Fangqi.

Mom, thank you.

Song Xi and Ren Lina were sitting in the back of the car. She looked sideways at Ren Lina, her eyes still slightly red, and her eyes were full of endless gratitude.

Ren Lina looked back and said: You are a good child, and a child who is loved by others. The blessings of good people are behind you, and you will get better and better.

Song Xi raised the corners of her lips and nodded, Thank you, Mom.

George Sheng returned to his old house at around six o'clock in the afternoon. At this point, it was obvious that he had rushed back by taking advantage of every opportunity. After entering the door, he saw Ren Lina playing with Xiaojie in the living room, and the first thing he asked was: Where is Xi'er?

Ren Lina said: I accompanied her to meet Lu Fangqi during the day. I recognized Xu Le as my younger son and asked Lu Fangqi to recognize Xiao Xi as my daughter. She was very happy. She cried and laughed. When she came back, she talked with me for a long time and asked her to come back. The room is closed.

Hearing this, George Sheng paused for a moment, and then said, Thank you, Mom.

When Ren Lina heard this, she couldn't help but joke with her eyes, She is indeed my daughter-in-law. I haven't heard you say thank you to me for so many years.

George Sheng was not embarrassed. His handsome face had the same expression, but upon closer inspection, his dark pupils were filled with tenderness. He said, This is a knot in Xi'er's heart. I always wonder when it will be solved. Come on, I didn’t expect you to do it easily.”

Ren Lina sighed almost inaudibly, and said with deep emotion: She is also a poor child. Her mother has been sick for so many years and has not had the chance to come back to see her. She only has one father, who is still in jail. I occasionally think of her when she first came into our home. When we were together, I had a bad attitude towards her, and you had a fake marriage with her. How did she get through this day...

George Sheng said: As time goes by, people's hearts are revealed. You should be nicer to her in the future.

Ren Lina said: I know, the more I see this child now, the more I like her. I don't treat her as a daughter-in-law, but treat her as a daughter. She is much better than Xiaowen. How long has the wild girl been running to Sacheng? I won't give it to her. Even if I call her, she won’t call me. She also blames me for throwing water on the girl I usually say she married. If she doesn’t believe me, I’ll take it back to her...

Ren Lina gritted her teeth eight out of ten times when she mentioned Qiao Aiwen. The mother and daughter thought about her when they didn't see her, and quarreled when they saw her. They didn't know what injustice they had done in the previous life.

George Sheng's casual words made Ren Lina's anger disappear. He said: She and Ling Yue have a good relationship. You should be happy. Maybe she will have a grandson and granddaughter soon.

Ren Lina's eyes lit up after hearing this, and she immediately said: Then I will give Ling Yue the soup recipe I gave you last time to try.

George Sheng couldn't hear the word tang now. When he mentioned soup, he thought of Chen Ye's face that was hesitant to speak, but couldn't stop, and insisted on admonishing him to death. If this had been the case in ancient times, Chen Ye would have been a very loyal minister. However, in front of him, he just wanted to tell Chen Ye that you don't need to worry, I am already a father.

Song Xi was sleeping in her room. George Sheng opened the door gently and came in. She didn't notice it at first. When he sat on the edge of the bed, leaned down and kissed her on the cheek, Song Xi slowly opened her eyes.

George Sheng asked in a low voice: Did I wake you up?

Song Xi was in a daze, and slowly saw George Sheng. She turned over and raised her arms to hug him.

George Sheng simply lay beside the bed and pulled Song Xi into his arms. Song Xi was still half asleep. She stretched one hand along the hem of George Sheng's sweater and touched his smooth and strong muscles. The touch was first-class. She moved up and down. , touching it back and forth, unable to put it down.

It has been more than ten days since he learned that Song Xi was pregnant. The two of them share the same bed every day. He hugs her to sleep. He can see but dare not touch her. He has been enduring her unconscious teasing. George Shenggang She started to indulge, but soon he held her hand through the sweater and whispered: What are you doing, aren't you sleepy?

Song Xi said nothing, broke away from his hand, and continued to move inside his clothes. This was not enough. She slowly slid her fingers down, trying to slip into his pants.

Now George Sheng really couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed her wrist. His voice was obviously low and slightly suppressed, Don't make trouble.

In the past, Don't make trouble was what Song Xi said to George Sheng. He had always been a foul-making person, but now his position was reversed, and he sometimes told her to stop.

Song Xi, who was nestled in George Sheng's arms, curled her lips and smiled.

He grabbed her wrist, and she couldn't pull it out, but she could still move her fingers. Her slender fingers reached down and just touched something that was moist, hot, hard, and seemed to be trembling slightly like a spasm of its own accord.

Song Xi didn't open her eyes to see the expression on George Sheng's face. She just felt him move his entire waist and legs back as if to escape, so that she couldn't touch him.

Song Xi's wrist was held by George Sheng, and her five slender fingers were baring their teeth and claws, struggling to reach it. George Sheng suddenly leaned forward, his lips found hers, and he pressed down fiercely.

Their lips and teeth touched each other, and her tongue easily sucked away his soul. George Sheng's scalp was numb, and he had the illusion of a lack of oxygen. In fact, it was not a lack of oxygen, but a lack of her.

It had only been more than ten days, and it was already like a year for him. For the first time, George Sheng felt that patience was a difficult practice, especially when he had to endure it.

Song Xi was also very eager. She hooked him, pestered him, and wouldn't let him go. She was as greedy as the beautiful fairy in Lanruo Temple, wanting to squeeze out every inch of his body.

George Sheng tried to drink poison to quench his thirst, but his body became hotter and hotter, and finally he was covered in sweat. He had to raise his head and open his eyes.

Song Xi opened her eyes later than him. When she opened her eyes, she saw a thick sea of ​​desire. She was addicted to it and couldn't extricate herself. She raised her hand to hook his neck. George Sheng allowed her to hook him, but she didn't dare to lean over easily. She could only With the last trace of reason, he said in a low voice: You can't do it now.

Song Xi said: I'm fine.

George Sheng said: Isn't it impossible three months ago?

Song Xi frowned slightly and whispered: It's not absolutely true. Just be careful.

Originally, George Sheng was still struggling. Between thinking about his children and selfish desires, the former was naturally more important, but Song Xi's next words completely dragged him into the deep pool of instinct.

She said: Can you take care of me? You don't even love me now...

Song Xi acted coquettishly, her eyes full of anger that she couldn't get what she wanted. George Sheng's head buzzed. He always thought he was the only one who was enduring it, but he forgot that she also had needs.

With his Adam's apple rolling up and down, George Sheng stared at Song Xi's face and leaned over to kiss her. He turned over gently, seemingly pressing her under him, but there was something hanging between them. The time had come to test his skills. If you want to 'control' her, you can't ignore the child.

Being a dad comes with a lot of responsibilities.