Life With You

The room was covered with suede curtains, and the light was dim. From noon to afternoon, I went to sleep until I was tired. When he woke up, he was pulled by George Sheng again. Song Xi's legs swayed in his arms, thinking Four characters flashed: day and night.

Indeed, from dawn to dusk, I only do this thing except sleeping, pure and focused.

Later it was Song Xi's stomach that made a series of grunts, and George Sheng sank in her ears, exhaling a hot breath, and whispered: "Be patient, I'll give you something delicious for a while."

Song Xi impatiently wrapped George Sheng's neck and twisted it tighter, secretly saying that his appearance was especially like a demon in angelic skin. Under the banner of giving, he was actually plundering. However, Song Xi is indeed not very promising. I was so hungry and wanted to eat something delicious, so I turned my head to kiss George Sheng's face and ears, and focused on his sensitive areas, forcing him to make a quick decision.

The two came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. Song Xi glanced at the time. It was 7 or 8 o'clock in the evening, "No wonder I was so hungry, I haven't eaten for almost twelve hours." She grimaced and fell on the bed.

George Sheng came over to pull her, "When you are hungry, put on clothes and go out to eat."

Song Xi was weak, like noodles. He pulled her arm, her whole head leaned back, revealing a slender white neck, and her voice was slightly hoarse in reply: "I'm afraid I won't be able to go out to eat."

As he spoke, there was another grunt in his stomach, which really complied with the situation.

George Sheng was sitting on the edge of the bed, she pillowed his leg, hugging his waist.

He looked down at her and asked aloud: "Eat at home?"

Song Xi nodded, and George Sheng said, "If you want to eat, I will ask someone to bring it."

When Song Xi turned over, lying on her side turned to lying flat, with a resolute expression on her face, she said, "I will do it."

After that, she sat up on her back, and George Sheng said, "Don't do it yourself because you are so tired, I feel distressed."

Song Xi replied while putting on her shoes, "My desire to survive has overcome laziness. If I can't eat within 15 minutes, I might eat people."

Looking at her anxious look, George Sheng's lips curled up, and he stood up and said, "I'll do it with you."

In the kitchen downstairs, Song Xi and George Sheng stand side by side in the same pajamas. She is holding a large crystal bowl and making noodle soup later, while George Sheng is preparing to make the sauce for braised prawns.

Fortune strolled around the house, wearing Song Xi’s favorite cat bell around her neck, Qixi sitting on the table with a good treatment, and there happened to be a bunch of flowers next to it, and the cat was more than Huajiao.

Song Xi said that it would take fifteen minutes to start the meal in fifteen minutes, and she would be so hungry for one more minute. George Sheng saw the flame of hunger in her eyes and could not help but said: "You seem to be addicted to drugs like this. ."

Song Xi ignored George Sheng, focused on making pimple soup, and replied: "Now I finally know what Da Mengmeng said. When I was losing weight, my eyes were green when I was hungry. I want to eat everything."

George Sheng said, "I feel sorry for you."

Song Xi said, "This time I know that I feel sorry for me. I was hungry before. You will not let me down."

George Sheng said: "Have you ever experienced the feeling of not letting you eat halfway through?"

Song Xi said, "Have you ever experienced the feeling of being eaten hungry?"

Both of them looked at the pot in front of them, talking serious topics, but fortunately they didn't understand Fa Cai and Qixi, otherwise it would really be a bad idea for cats and dogs.

Very punctual fifteen minutes, Song Xi’s pimple soup and George Sheng’s braised prawns were served at the same time. Song Xi always used small bowls for George Sheng and large bowls for George Sheng. Today, both are big bowls. She can’t wait. He was peeling the shrimp quietly while delivering the pimple soup to his mouth.

After the first bite of hot food, Song Xi sighed contentedly. George Sheng stretched out his hand and offered a peeled red shrimp, which Song Xi swallowed.

"Is it delicious?" someone asked.

Song Xi's mouth was occupied, and he nodded repeatedly, complimenting him.

George Sheng said: "I did it."

Song Xi made a swallowing motion, freed her mouth, and said aloud: "You can go to bed or kitchen, my husband is the best in the world."

George Sheng's face was calm, his complexion was neither red nor white, and his voice was as usual: "So are you."

Song Xi didn't know what George Sheng was thinking. In short, the intense scene upstairs flashed in her mind. Even if the two were together for several months, under the title of husband and wife, she would still feel embarrassed.

When the two of them ate, they got rich and lay on the feet of George Sheng. It sticks to George Sheng more than Song Xi. This is understandable. The key is not to stick to Song Xi. Go to George Sheng's hand and lift your paw to touch the back of his hand. Some made Song Xi jealous.

What made her dumbfounded most was that George Sheng not only did not hide, but also stretched out his index finger to scrape his nose, Qixi raised his head and half-squinted his blue eyes, obviously happy.

In the end, George Sheng even freed his left hand directly and put it aside, Qixi lay on his side, holding his wrists with two paws.

Song Xi picked up her eyes and asked in surprise, "When did you two have such a good relationship?"

George Sheng took a spoon in his right hand to eat, and calmly replied: "At night when you fall asleep."

The night was so long, Song Xi just touched the pillow, George Sheng slept less than her, and awake for a long time, it is inevitable to attract cats and dogs, and Qixi slowly approached him at this moment.

Hearing this, Song Xi gave a ‘tsk’, half-joking and half-seriously said: "Build revolutionary friendship behind my back."

George Sheng said: "Don't be jealous, I love it."

Song Xi shook his head and looked at Qixi, "Have you heard that, I'm still fine with him."

Qixi didn't hear him at all, holding George Sheng's wrist and touching him affectionately, like a nasty girlfriend.

After a meal, Song Xi went upstairs to look at her phone, full-screen WeChat and missed calls, and clicked on it. It was in the four corners of the iron group. Diana asked her how she was feeling and whether she wanted to go to her, Han Chunmeng He also groaned in the group, saying that he was not used to going out and not taking the road of Concord.

Gu Dongxu said: Go home, I will support you.

They talked about a hundred in the group, mainly worried about Song Xi. Song Xi replied: I'm fine. I was sleeping in the afternoon. I just saw it after getting up and eating.

Not long after, Han Chunmeng jumped out and sent a comforting emoji.

Diana said: Can't get out? Da Mengmeng and I are at the bar, the theme is sad and alcohol tonight.

Song Xi's lips twitched lightly, feeling sad, but inexplicably wanted to laugh.

George Sheng took the phone and went to the side to make a call. When he came back, Song Xi turned his head and said, "Wang Hao and Da Mengmeng asked me out. Are you still going out tonight? If you don't go out, I'll stay with you at home."

George Sheng said: "I want to go out too, where are you going, I will just see you off."

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the two went out together. On the way, Song Xi sent a few long voice messages to Qiao Aiwen, telling her that Ling Yue had resigned for her.

Two minutes later, Qiao Aiwen sent a shocked emoticon package. Song Xi unexpectedly replied: man, right?