Life With You

He was held in his arms by George, and his hand was still holding her. Song Xi looked nervous with her back to him. Fortunately, she suddenly had a bright head and turned her head and said, "I almost forgot."

George Sheng stared at her straight nose tip and plump lips, and asked in a low voice, "Forgot what?"

Song Xi said, "You call home and see if Xiaowen is at home."

George Sheng heard the words and said aloud: "What are you looking for?"

Song Xi said, "It wasn't that I was looking for her. My senior said he called Xiaowen. Xiaowen has turned off her phone. She hasn't answered the phone since last night. I don't know if she got home safely."

She should have asked as soon as she entered the kitchen, but somehow only now remembered it.

George Sheng did not rush, and ordered Song Xi to peel off the salted egg and take out the egg yolk. He turned around and picked up the mobile phone on the table and made a call.

The phone connected, and George Sheng asked, "Mom, is Xiaowen at home?"

Ren Lina said: "At home, I ran out into the wild in the middle of the night last night. I called and got back. I just called the doctor to get her injection. Do you have anything to look for her? I took the phone. "

George Sheng said: "No, I will go back to see her in a while."

Ren Lina said: "You come back and talk about her for me, and you run to the hospital all day long. If someone is interested in her, how about she rushing?"

George Sheng listened to the nagging for a long time, and said lightly: "Well, I'll hang up first."

He put down his phone, Song Xi turned around and asked, "What's wrong with Xiaowen?"

George Sheng said: "Cold and fever."

Song Xi's eyes were a little worried: "How did it happen? It was fine yesterday."

George Sheng walked to the side of the pot, stirring the porridge in the pot with a spoon, and replied without discerning joy and anger: "Then I have to ask your brother."

Song Xi thought of Ling Yue's attitude. After not answering for a while, George Sheng said: "Crush the egg yolk and put it in, and cook for another five minutes to eat."

Song Xi was afraid that George Sheng would anger Ling Yue, so he quickly turned away from the topic, jokingly: "There are two brushes."

George Sheng was noncommittal, but the expression on his face was clearly proud.

Just then George Sheng's cell phone rang, he connected, and Yuan Bao's voice came from the cell phone: "Is the porridge cooked?"

George Sheng said ‘um’, and Yuan Bao said, “Isn’t Song Xi quite fond of hot pot, I’ve booked the Tiandi Family tonight.

George Sheng said, "It's up to you."

Yuan Bao said with a smile: "Coo, I wish you success."

George Sheng died directly.

Song Xi was standing not far away. She heard the words Yuan Bao said. She turned her head and glanced at George Sheng. She raised her eyebrows and said, "You don't know how to cook porridge. Yuan Bao told you."

George Sheng's face was faint, and he glanced back at her: "I will do it as soon as others say, can you?"

Song Xi immediately replied: "Why not? I would do it as simple as that."

George Sheng said, "Well, you will cook porridge for me every morning from now on."

Song Xi stammered, before he could refute, George Sheng asked again, "Not willing?"

Song Ximei turned her eyes, kept her eyes away, her voice was not too loud and she replied: "It depends on how you treat me."

George Sheng was standing two steps away from Song Xi. She could feel that he was looking at her. Sure enough, the shadow gradually approached. George Sheng hugged her waist from behind, then lowered his head to kiss Song Xi’s face, Song Xi With a tilted head, he pretended to be calm and said: "Why? Want to take advantage?"

George Sheng's thin lips opened, and he whispered back: "Take advantage of each other."

Song Xi's heartbeat was like a drum, and her IQ was almost overwhelmed by impulse. She tried to maintain her sense and tilted her head and said, "I remember someone said before, afraid I can't help it first. Are you giving me the step now? "

George Sheng hugged her, still maintaining his half-headed posture. The two faces were separated by less than a hand. His pupils were dark and deep, reflecting Song Xi's bright and stunning face and lips. The **** closed together, and the voice was very low: "I can't help it. This time you give me a step down."

He usually speaks in a low voice. At this moment, he intends to lower his pitch, and his voice is low and grainy and hoarse. Song Xi's head buzzes, and her body is like someone else's. She can't control it at all. She doesn't move. She can only watch. Watching George Sheng keep getting closer.

At first Song Xi opened his eyes, and George Sheng opened his eyes. She wanted to see the expression on his face, but when his lips touched her, it was clear that he opened his mouth and bit her as soon as he approached. The tip of her lips and the tip of her tongue were put into her mouth, and in an instant, Song Xi closed her eyes, shy, afraid to look at him.

She turned her head, instinctively hiding behind him because of his strength, George Sheng raised a hand and held her profile to adjust the angle better.

I thought it was just a touch of water, but what George Sheng wanted was lingering. Song Xi closed his eyes. The whole person was floating. The senses all over his body seemed to gather on the lips of the two. He was strong and alone. His own tenderness will not hurt her, but it clearly conveys his desire, as if to squash her into his belly.

Song Xi didn't cater to it, but he didn't deliberately pretend to be reserved, trying to relax herself. He can do whatever he wants, and she has the right to enjoy... But the enjoyment process is too long. It is not that Song Xi feels uncomfortable, but she is obviously I feel that if I continue to indulge in this way, I am afraid that it will not end with a kiss.

So she took the lead in reining in the cliff, opened her eyes, and stayed away.

George Sheng's forehead was on the top of her left head, Song Xi's cheeks were flushed, and the slightly opened lips were full and crystalline after being moisturized.

Neither of them spoke immediately, and there was silence in the kitchen.

Five seconds later, Song Xi couldn't help it again and took the initiative to say, "You put the egg yolk in, I'll go out and call my senior."

After that, when she turned and walked out, her back turned to George Sheng, Song Xi's facial features were frowning, and she lost face.

Coming to the balcony of the living room, Song Xi dialed Ling Yue's phone. Ling Yue hadn't entered the operating room yet, so he answered quickly.

Song Xi said, "Brother, don't worry, Xiaowen is at home, she just caught a cold and fever."

Ling Yue heard the words, paused for two seconds, and then said, "Is there any medicine at home?"

Song Xi said, "I don't know. I didn't talk to her directly. Would you like to call her and ask?"

Ling Yue said: "It is estimated that she is still shutting down."

Song Xi said: "Now you know that you are worried? I always have a cold face. If I were her, I would not answer your call."

Ling Yue said: "If you are okay, go see her. If you have a fever, you can't delay it. If it's a high fever, let her go to the hospital."

Song Xi curled her lips: "You will instigate people. It's obviously you, why don't you look at it?"

Ling Yue replied in a very flat voice: "I'm going into the operating room right away. If you have anything to do, please contact me in two hours."

Song Xi sighed lightly and joked: "Go, go, fall in love with your operating room."

Ling Yue said calmly: "I went to see Shen Zhaoyi in the morning. He wants to be discharged. He said that the police station will send a special doctor to take over. I don't recommend him to be discharged from the hospital with his current physical condition, but he has been asked to go through the discharge procedures. Up."

Upon hearing this, Song Xi had nothing to say.