Life With You

Song Xi wanted to eat shouxi pot. George Sheng asked someone to order a restaurant that specializes in Japanese food. She went there first after get off work in the evening. If he had something to do, please delay for half an hour and hurried over, fearing that she would be bored by waiting alone. At the door, Song Xi was not the only person in the private room, but also Qiao Aiwen.

Looking at Qiao Aiwen, George Sheng asked: "Why are you here?"

Qiao Aiwen raised her eyebrows and replied: "Why do you look like this, do you think I am superfluous?"

George Sheng was silent, with an attitude of asking you knowingly.

As soon as he walked to Song Xi's side, George Sheng took off his jacket and took a seat. Song Xi took the initiative to say: "Xiaowen is a happy event today. You haven't seen her but you have recovered most of the time."

George Sheng raised his eyelids and looked at the opposite Qiao Aiwen: "He promised to be with you?"

Qiao Aiwen shook her head, but couldn't hide her smile between her eyebrows: "He promised to be friends with me, let's take it slow."

George Sheng said: "After chasing for so long, and befriend you as soon as you let go, what were you before, a fan?"

Qiao Aiwen stared slightly, and replied aloud: "My doctor Ling said, I am a young girl and rashly decided on a romantic relationship. It is me who suffers. I haven't heard that sentence. It."

George Sheng was pouring tea and said lukewarmly: "You didn't learn Chinese for nothing in foreign countries. I don't know if there is an old saying that life is too short. Should you have fun in time?"

Qiao Aiwen couldn't say that George Sheng, so she frowned and looked at Song Xi, acting like a baby, "Sister-in-law, look at my brother!"

Song Xi was happy listening, and chuckled back, "It's all right, my brother and your brother have different personalities. You can choose whoever you like."

Qiao Aiwen propped her chin and said, "I feel that Dr. Ling from my family is right. This is a man's responsible performance. I really have vision."

George Sheng said: "The water thrown out by your married daughter, you haven't married yet, be more reserved."

Qiao Aiwen immediately asked, "Do you want my sister-in-law to be more reserved or open?"

George Sheng raised his eyes and replied: "She is different from you."

"Where is it different?"

"You silly."

George Sheng looked at Qiao Aiwen, his voice was not sonorous, but his tone was conclusive.

Qiao Aiwen did not pull up again, speechless, and reached out her hand to cover her forehead.

Song Xi watched the excitement from the side, and because Qiao Aiwen was there during the meal, she managed to avoid George Sheng's mouth poison.

When the shouxi pot came up, George Sheng prepared Song Xi dishes while telling Qiao Aiwen: "Even if you two really get together, fall in love and fall in love, pay attention to the scale."

Qiao Aiwen quickly replied: "What does it mean to be together? We promise to be together!"

George Sheng said: "Don't give me sloppy eyes, I said pay attention to scale."

Qiao Aiwen said: "Do you pay attention to the scale when you fall in love with Song Xi?"

George Sheng said: "We got the certificate, and what we do is justified."

Qiao Aiwen asked: "Then where are you two now?"

Song Xi was immersed in eating, as if I could not see or hear, and I didn't want to mix up.

George Sheng said: "I'm talking about you, what are you comparing to me, do I need to talk to Ling Yue directly?"

His voice has always been low and low, and he doesn't need to deliberately threaten, as long as he asks a little bit, he feels oppressed.

Seeing this, Qiao Aiwen immediately replied with a good attitude: "I'm not comparing with you, I'm not learning from your experience, depending on how you two talked, I'm also easy to learn advanced experience."

George Sheng said: "There is only one requirement for you to fall in love. You can't get hurt at any time. This is what Dad used to talk about."

Speaking of Qiao Dingxiang, the joking on Qiao Aiwen's face gradually diminished, and she lowered her gaze slightly. She smiled and said, "If my dad knows that I'm going to fall in love, he must have checked all eight generations of the other's ancestors."

George Sheng thought, when he didn't check it? It's just that Ling Yue is Senior Brother Song Xi. With her relationship, he wouldn't be too obvious, not to mention that after the investigation, Ling Yue has no stains in all aspects.

Listening to the conversation between the two brothers and sisters, Song Xi felt that George Sheng was a good brother for the first time. Although he spoke few words, his heart was not rough at all. He even took the place of his father and did everything he could.

After the meal, George Sheng sent someone to send Qiao Aiwen home. He did not drive himself. The driver drove the two back home. The sound insulation board was lowered. The two sat behind holding hands. Song Xi pillowed his shoulders and said to him: "If Xiaowen is really with my brother, you don't have to worry about my brother being bad to her, he is a person who doesn't understand feelings easily, but once he admits, he will definitely take responsibility to the end."

George Sheng said: "I don't worry about Xiaowen. She has a temper when she listens to the wind. Don't look at pretending to be like a sheep now. That's because your brother hasn't annoyed her yet."

Song Xi chuckled and said, "Are you afraid that she will hit my senior?"

George Sheng said: "I'm afraid people will regret returning the goods in the future."

Song Xiren couldn't help but said, "Is there anyone who said that about your own sister?"

George Sheng said: "In the future, we will have sons or daughters, so we don't have to worry about it."

What he said was light and windy, like discussing whether we will eat strawberries or grapes tonight.

Song Xi raised her head and looked at him sideways and said, "Who wants to have a baby with you?"

George Sheng turned his head slightly, looked back at her, and said faintly: "If you don't give birth to me, can you give birth by yourself?"

Song Xi stared at her beautiful eyes and couldn't laugh or cry.

George Sheng looked at her, his eyes darkened as he watched, leaned down, and he kissed her lips.

Wrapped in a familiar taste, Song Xi was at ease and inexplicably heart palpitations. This is the unique charm of George Sheng, both powerful and dangerous.

His tongue was hurt, and Song Xi was afraid that he would hurt, so today he was very cooperative, and he was easily let in, and gently wrapped around him. After a deep kiss, George Sheng didn’t change his face, but Song Xi was habitual. Red cheeks.

Holding her hand, George Sheng asked in a low voice: "When do you think it is appropriate?"

Song Xi's brain was a little hypoxic, and he didn't react for a while, and said in a low voice, "What is suitable?"

George Sheng said: "I follow your wishes, but you always have to give me time."

He still said very vaguely, but Song Xi got his point all at once, and understood what he meant, blood rushing over his head, Song Xi tried hard to rush to his sanity, and replied: " Do you miss it?"

George Sheng rarely responded directly: "Nonsense."

Song Xi blushed and asked in a lower voice: "Then can you bear it?"

George Sheng replied in a deep voice: "I can't help it, can you give it to me right away?"

Song Xi's heart was tumbling, and she almost couldn't bear to agree to him, but reason stopped her impulse in an instant, and she silently considered how to respond.

After almost seven or eight seconds, George Sheng spoke first and whispered: "No hurry, I just ask casually."

When he said this, Song Xi was really upset. She was passionate and said: "After the new year, I will be on annual vacation in one week. I have been very busy recently and under great pressure."

George Sheng said ‘um’ and squeezed her hand.

Song Xijue’s George Shengbei is heart-warming. In this case, she is looking for steps for her, but she forgot that he is also a scheming one. He knows the truth of ‘good enough to be used on the blade’.

The more he wants, the more calm he is. He is not Jiang Ziya, and he doesn't want to play that set of wishes. Song Xi is the fish on his chopping board. He will eat it sooner or later, but a man would not want to eat it late.