Life With You

Song Xi tightened her arms hard and restrained him tightly, fearing that he would move randomly, but George Sheng was not affected at all, rubbing her ears and temples on her neck.

Song Xi felt that if she continued like this, she would lose her armor accidentally, so she took the initiative and said, I spent ten million on you today.

George Sheng remained silent, biting her earlobe with his teeth. Song Xi was a very sensitive person, so she snorted lowly, curled up her neck and stretched out her hand to push him.

George Sheng refused to get up, and Song Xi was made weak by him. She lightly opened her red lips and said softly: Can you keep me for a few more days?

George Sheng's body felt like electricity was flowing through him, one wave after another, his Adam's apple rolling up and down. He swallowed, breathing heavily, blowing in circles by her ears.

Song Xi was simply too annoying. He couldn't bear to refuse her reasonable request, but at the same time he had to endure his own physical needs. No wonder she even said soft words with such ecstasy.

He buried his head in her neck, and every breath he exhaled steamed her body like a heat wave. Song Xi's cheeks were very warm. After a while, George Sheng slowly raised his head, looked down at her and said, What do you want? Those who charge interest.”

Although Song Xi said sensible words, her heart was already confused and confused, and she didn't understand it for a while. She asked with confusion in her eyes: What interest?

George Sheng's thin lips opened, and his voice was deep and magnetic: Song Zhen.

It's okay if he didn't say this, but Song Xi understood it instantly, frowned slightly, and said angrily: You are the filth, I didn't even think about it.

George Sheng asked in a low voice: Never thought about it?

Song Xi opened her mouth, wanting to lie and say she never thought about it, but then she changed it to: I won't tell you.

George Sheng stared at her delicate face, his eyes became darker and darker, and he lowered his head to kiss her. Song Xi whispered, Don't you feel uncomfortable like this?

If she can't seduce her, any woman will be on fire, let alone him?

However, George Sheng said: I have good concentration.

After saying that, he kissed her lips.

Song Xi thought that George Sheng was drinking poison to quench her thirst, but she didn't know that he was gradually challenging her bottom line. It was hard to say which of the two would be able to bear it first.

Even if she can't be punished right away, it would still be good to collect some interest.

The two sat together until the car drove into the Cuicheng Mountain area. Song Xi's cheeks were burning red, and George Sheng opened his coat and put it on her body.

The car stopped at the entrance of the courtyard, and the two of them got out of the car and walked inside. Passing by the two snowmen in the courtyard, Song Xi smiled and said, Meixi, Xiaosheng, good evening.

George Sheng glanced at the two balls under the skirt of the female snowman and said expressionlessly: I didn't admit that those were me.

Song Xi immediately said: Then I stand with other men, are you not jealous anymore?

Hearing this, George Sheng glanced at her sideways. This look was enough to be intimidating to outsiders, but Song Xi was indifferent and held his hand and smiled.

The two of them went home, one went back to the second floor and the other went to the third floor. Song Xi took a shower and changed into a very beautiful silk nightgown. Of course, there was a long-sleeved nightgown outside the nightgown. It was better not to dress too sexy to avoid seduction. It was too much and he couldn't control it.

George Sheng also walked in from outside quickly, wearing a black half-sleeved T-shirt and casual pajamas. He also held his toiletries in his hand. He handed them to Song Xi and said, Put them over here.

Song Xi knew it and asked, Are you going to wash your hands at my place from now on?

George Sheng said calmly: It's troublesome to run back and forth.

Song Xi took it calmly, turned around and walked to the bathroom. When he turned around, he couldn't help but reveal a sly smile on his face.

When she came out of the bathroom, George Sheng was already lying on the bedside reading a book, with her quilt covering his legs. It had only been two nights, and it seemed that everyone was used to sleeping in the same bed. The habit was indeed awe-inspiring.

Song Xi came up from the other side of the big bed, lifted up one side of the quilt, and lay down on his back. There was about twenty centimeters between him and George Sheng. The two of them would fly to Hong Kong at around nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Song Xi closed his eyes and said: Good night.

George Sheng freed up his left hand and held Song Xi's right hand under the quilt. Half a minute later, Song Xi opened his eyes, raised his head and said, Hi.

George Sheng's jewel-like black pupils fell down and looked at her.

Song Xi's eyes were full of innocence and she said in a cute tone: Can you tell me a story?

George Sheng said: What story?

Song Xi said: Whatever, I just want to listen to you. In other words, she was a little obsessed with his voice, which is said to be the level that makes her ears pregnant if she wants to fall in love.

George Sheng said: Want to hear a story?

Song Xi nodded continuously: Yes.

He opened his thin lips and said, Please.

Just two words stunned Song Xi so much that he buried his face into the quilt. It was obvious that his ears were pregnant, but his face felt embarrassed.

When George Sheng saw this, his eyes were covered with a narrow look that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and he asked: Am I talking to you all the time so that you won't refuse?

When Song Xi heard this, he raised his head suddenly. It was clear that only half of his head was exposed, his eyes and nose were exposed outside the quilt, and his mouth was still inside the quilt.

Suddenly flashing her beautiful big eyes, Song Xi said in a low voice: Don't you promise to keep me for a few more days?

George Sheng looked at her and said, Afraid that I won't be responsible?

Song Xi was noncommittal, and he added: We are already married.

Song Xi said: That's different.

After saying that, she stretched out her hands: I don't even have a wedding ring. Yuan Bao came with me to get the marriage certificate. Even if his name is written on it, you probably don't know it.

Song Xi thought of this and teased her every day, but George Sheng suddenly felt a tingling pain in his heart, and he said that he would have to pay it back sooner or later, but he didn't expect that this sentence would come true here.

Putting down the book, he slid down to face her, his eyes were cold and soft, and he whispered: Do you blame me?

Song Xi glanced up, pouted slightly and said: Let's see how you behave in the future. If you are always good to me, forget about the past. After all, I am very angry, but if you make me sad again like before …”

Eyelashes lowered, Song Xi whispered: I will not forgive someone many times.

George Sheng put his hand on Song Xi's face, stroked his thumb up and down, and whispered: No way.

Song Xi moved forward and took the initiative to squeeze into his arms. George Sheng couldn't see the expression on her face, but could only hear her somewhat dull voice saying: I'll come back on the 15th and I'll go see my dad to discuss our affairs. , I still want to tell him first. Ever since he was a child, he has been afraid that I would suffer a little bit of loss, and I don’t want to kill him first and tell him later.”

George Sheng was not unhappy, but instead felt unexpectedly comfortable. This only meant that Song Xi had a strict tutor, and it also meant that she wanted to seriously start a relationship with him.

Well, you go first. If your father doesn't agree, I'll visit him later.

After he finished speaking, Song Xi hugged him tighter. After a while, she heard a man's deep and sweet voice coming from above her head: If your father agrees, can I exercise my husband's rights?

Song Xixi raised his head, his hair slightly messy, stared at him, and said angrily: George Sheng, your true colors have been revealed! With the aura of abstinence that he used to have, it seemed that no one could touch him, and of course he would not go. Touch others.

Look at now...

George Sheng stared at Song Xi, his lips opening and closing: You don't know me well enough.