Life With You

Song Xi's expression was innocent, "Just ask."

George Sheng lowered his head to eat. Song Xi thought that he was a hot face with his cold ass. After a while, George Sheng's faint voice came, "November 11."

Song Xi was poked inexplicably with a smile, and the corners of her lips curled up, "Double Eleven."

George Sheng didn't understand her point and glanced at her, "What are you laughing at?"

Song Xi dare not talk about the double eleven shopping festival, Taobao shopping frenzied discounts, so as not to be interrupted by George Sheng, have a clever idea, she replied: "Singles Day."

George Sheng gave her a meaningful look, but said nothing.

Song Xi drank the warm white porridge and ate the sweet and sour radish in front of him. The bitterness in her mouth gradually faded. Seeing that the evil spirit on George Sheng's body was not too heavy, she took the initiative to say: "So you are a Scorpio, no wonder."

George Sheng didn't know anything about Scorpio and Scorpio. He only cared about Song Xi's half-hearted tone. He couldn't help but raised his head. He looked at her and asked, "What happened to Scorpio?"

Song Xi has long and thick eyelashes, without any partiality to revenge, and especially calmly replied: "Scorpio has a knife-mouthed tofu heart, and has never been able to speak well...it is worthy of your birthday."

People like him are destined to be a bachelor. If anyone can see him, ha, it's time to go to the ophthalmology department, no, it's the neurology department.

George Sheng turned a little bit, and guessed that Song Xi was teasing him around the corner. The key is inexplicable. He was not angry yet, so he just replied: "Yes, my words are not as beautiful as others said. It's better than others' ugly things."

Song Xi, a face-saving person, immediately raised his head and looked at George Sheng, "Are you talking about me?"

George Sheng didn't look at her, and said lightly: "Since you are seated right, you have a guilty heart."

Song Xi was choked, and paused for a few seconds before saying, "Is something ugly for me?"

George Sheng's eyelids lifted, and the two of them faced each other. He opened his mouth and asked instead, "Then what am I not doing honestly? I want you to turn a blind eye to me and change the day shift to night shift?"

Finally, I couldn't help but ask. In fact, to put it bluntly, George Sheng is an unyielding person. Either he loses his temper or asks clearly, and always gives him a point of venting, otherwise he is in a hurry and his six relatives will not recognize him.

Song Xi was stared at by George Sheng so straightforwardly, she was a little cautious for a while, the key point was that she didn't expect him to ask directly.

The table is one and two meters wide, and the two sit opposite the table. He is dressed in a black bathrobe and she is dressed in a white bathrobe. His face is cold like the most enchanting flower on a snow-capped mountain, making people want to get closer even in the cold. Seeing Fangrong; her face is not much more convincing, and she can afford to be beautiful without makeup. What happened to her illness? Illness only made her sickly and weak, but she was a little more vigorous.

She has always been blunt, since he has asked about this, and was silent for a few seconds, Song Xi replied without changing his face: "It was you who fought me first, saying that I was under the fence, and I was fighting for the cat’s sovereignty. Thinking of moving out, I found out that I misunderstood you the next day. I immediately sent you a flower basket and apologized. You didn’t accept it and embarrassed me in public. I fell from the tree and broke your mouth. I felt guilty in my heart. I'm sorry. At that time, I wanted to apologize to you. In the end, you said that you were afraid that I would die in front of your house. You asked me to go to your house to cook for your dad. I went, and you were the one who let me go. "

"Yes, I admit that I am really under the fence now, and I do want to snorted, but I can't kill people. I can't bear to cut the meat slowly. I really don't want to fight with you. I can't afford to fight, so I have to hide."

On ‘reality’, George Sheng thought he was number one, but now it seems that he is going to retreat behind the scenes.

When she said these things, she felt very sad in her heart, but she could not show it on her face, smashed her teeth and swallowed it in her stomach. Losing money is fine, but not embarrassing.

The two of them were still looking at each other. After a while, George Sheng's thin lips opened, and he said indifferently, "You actually hold grudges."

Song Xi thought he was going to say something, but for a long time he suffocated these words.

She got stuck in her throat, and Song Ximei picked her eyes slightly, and then replied: "I'll just talk about things."

George Sheng asked, "Why should I say you sent someone under the fence? It was you who vented your temper in front of me after you entered the door. You were wrong first."

Song Xi's eyes drifted from side to side, and she replied, "I will apologize to you the next day."

George Sheng said expressionlessly: "I'm sorry for the three words on the flower basket? If I remember correctly, the flower basket was given by your two cats."

Song Xi:

Never thought that one day, she would lose to a man when she quarreled, and this man turned out to be George Sheng-a man who would suspect him to be dumb if you could not hear him.

Obviously speechless, Song Xi held his chopsticks, his eyes hung down for a while, and said in a low voice, "I gave the money."

George Sheng has completely stood at the commanding heights of morality, took a bite, and replied leisurely: "I don't want money, I want you."

Song Xi knew that he was wrong, and said quickly, "I'm sorry."

George Sheng said: "This is not an example."

Only then did Song Xi continue to eat with chopsticks. When the two of them face each other, it is rare that the atmosphere is so ‘harmonious’. After all, nine times in the past ten times, Song Xi scolded him in his heart.

After a meal was finished without gunpowder and smoke, Song Xi got up to clear the table, and George Sheng said lightly, "Let it go."

After finishing speaking, he added the same tone as usual: "You are the sick number, I am not Huang Shiren."

Song Xi glanced at George Sheng, and a burst of warmth flowed through her heart for no reason. In fact, she was easily moved. Of course, it might also be because the requirements for George Sheng were too low.

George Sheng was not used to talking to her too much. He stood up and said: "The medicine is on the table in the living room." He left after speaking.

Song Xi turned her head and said, "Thank you."

He didn't look back, always cool.

Song Xi then went out of the dining room. George Sheng sat on the sofa in the living room and smoked. The TV was on and the newscast was playing inside. Song Xi glanced casually and was about to ask him why he was not going out today. As a result, he thought of a more important question halfway through. , She looked at him and asked: "What time is it?"

George Sheng pressed the phone next to him, "Twenty-four at seven."

Hearing that, Song Xi immediately turned around and wanted to run upstairs.

Upon seeing this, George Sheng said, "What are you doing?"

Song Xi said: "I am too late for work."

George Sheng frowned, "Stop."

Song Xidong's footsteps stopped, and he turned around to look at him for unknown reasons.

George Sheng said blankly: "You are a sick person yourself, and you want to see someone else. People thought you had no one in Xiehe."

He didn't listen to what he said, but Song Xi got used to it, and automatically regarded him as caring about himself, so his expression was the same, but his tone was embarrassing, "It's not good for me to ask for leave temporarily."

George Sheng said: "There are so many unpleasant things, so you want to be shameless?"