Life With You

A driver came to pick her up the next morning. The temperature in Night City today was minus 18 degrees, but George Sheng only wore a white shirt and a short black leather jacket. Song Xi had a white bottoming shirt on her upper body, a small black leather jacket, and a smaller lower body. It was just a pair of jeans and over-the-knee leather boots.

I only went to Hong Kong for one day. The temperature in Hong Kong was nearly 20 degrees above zero today. I got in the car as soon as I left home and was too lazy to change into thick clothes.

After getting into the car, the driver lowered the soundproof panel with a wink. Song Xi couldn't help but turn his head and look at George Sheng, with a smile in his eyes: I'm used to you wearing a black shirt, but you look so good in white.

George Sheng looked calm and replied casually: It doesn't matter who is wearing it.

Even so, there was a soft light in his usually cold eyes, and he was in a good mood.

Song Xi also gave him a Valentine's Day gift last night. It seemed like she was just improvising. She gave him a professional massage and asked him to lie on his back. At first, she knelt beside him and massaged him. Then she got tired of massaging, so she simply Riding on his lower back.

He doubted whether she did it on purpose. No matter how good her technique was, he could only feel thousands of ants crawling all over his body, scratching his heart and lungs, so after pressing for five minutes, he reached back and grabbed her. This kind of He couldn't enjoy the blessing, at least not now, and he didn't want to go into the bathroom again.

But he was always pleased that she had this 'filial piety'.

Boarding the plane smoothly all the way, Song Xi slept wherever he went, claiming he didn't sleep well last night, which left George Sheng speechless after really struggling all night and not sleeping much.

After getting off the plane, someone picked her up in Hong Kong. Song Xi had slept well and the sun was shining outside. She was in a good mood. She was joking with George Sheng in non-standard Cantonese while sitting in the car. George Sheng had a smile in his eyes and said: You are really good. You have no talent for languages, so go to sleep.

If Song Xi doesn't do it, if she wants to say something that she doesn't know how to say, she will force him to say it again, and she will follow suit.

George Sheng taught him while he disliked him, showing a rare good temper.

The driver took the two of them directly to the dining place. After lunch, he accompanied her to watch the horse racing in the afternoon. The two of them sat in a separate private room with a wide view on the stage. Song Xi bought two horses. They finished last and second last respectively.

George Sheng laughed at her: You have really bad taste.

Song Xi cursed in his heart and said: It doesn't matter if I can't see the horse, I can see the people!

George Sheng was unable to refute for a while, and wanted to praise him for being right.

The time the two spent together passed quickly. George Sheng had work in the evening and asked someone to take Song Xi back to the hotel first. The two made an appointment to go out for supper together when he came back.

After playing outside for a day, Song Xi returned to the hotel and wanted to take a bath and rest for a while. As a result, she passed through the living room and as soon as she arrived at the door of the master bedroom, she saw a huge bouquet of roses standing on the ground, either 999 or 1314. A huge ball of fiery red, covered with a thin layer of black gauze, and the packaging was also black.

The pure black and dazzling red inexplicably reminded Song Xi of George Sheng, who was as tempting as he was dangerous.

Standing at the door in surprise for more than five seconds, Song Xi's first thing after coming back to her senses was to call George Sheng, who answered quickly, What's wrong?

Song Xi leaned against the door frame softly, and lowered her voice unconsciously, as if coquettishly, as if she was being gentle: I saw it...

George Sheng was very calm, with a low and pleasant voice: Well, Happy Valentine's Day.

Song Xi lowered his gaze, but raised the corners of his lips and whispered: Xiao Sheng...

Um?

mwah.

Song Xi was really embarrassed to kiss him on the phone, so she had no choice but to express her feelings.

George Sheng smiled silently: Let's play by ourselves for a while. I'll try to come back as soon as possible.

Well, then go and do your work.

George Sheng asked: What are you going to do later?

The smile on Song Xi's face became even bigger: Call Da Mengmeng and Xiao Wen to show off.

George Sheng smiled: Go ahead.

After hanging up the phone, Song Xi first sent a video to Han Chunmeng. After a few seconds, the video was connected and two people's faces appeared on the screen. Han Chunmeng was the older one and Song Xi was the younger one.

Song Xi said happily: What are you doing?

Han Chunmeng glanced behind her. Gu Dongxu was lying beside the hospital bed, lowering his head to play games on his mobile phone. Song Xi called him: Hey, Master.

Gu Dongxu raised his head despite his busy schedule: Hey, Sister Xi.

Song Xi asked something very embarrassing: It's Valentine's Day, don't you two have anything to do?

Gu Dongxu said: I really want to move. Look at my legs. Is my action not as good as my heart?

Song Xixiao said, Then you two spent time in the hospital?

Han Chunmeng's camera pointed at the Roseonly gift box beside the table and the ladies' watch on her wrist, and said, It's not a big deal.

Song Xi also said Yo: What a coincidence.

After saying that, she pointed the camera at the huge flower... mountain on the ground.

Han Chunmeng immediately said: Damn! You are angry with me!

Seeing this, Gu Dongxu raised his voice and said, What are you showing off for? It's not like I can't afford it. I can't get in through the hospital door.

Song Xi sat on the edge of the bed and replied triumphantly: But he is your brother-in-law. He has higher seniority and naturally buys more. Don't take it personally and take good care of yourself.

Han Chunmeng pouted: Look at her face.

Gu Dongxu also looked disgusted: Where are you? I'm in such a good mood.

Song Xi said: Hong Kong.

Gu Dongxu didn't take it seriously: What's so beautiful about Hong Kong? I'll take Mengmeng to Xiangfang later.

Song Xi laughed out loud and was in a good mood. After chatting with the two for a long time, Han Chunmeng came out with her mobile phone as an excuse. Song Xi asked, Did you enjoy this holiday?

Han Chunmeng changed her expression, rolled her eyes and said, What's more, I almost died from the stress during the day!

When Song Xi heard this, he couldn't help but smile: What's wrong?

It turned out that before Han Chunmeng went to the hospital this morning, Qiao Shuxin came to the house. She brought a lot of supplements. She originally wanted Han Chunmeng to give them to Gu Dongxu. Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the house, she saw Gu Dongxu's father wearing pajamas and pajamas. While strolling around, the two of them looked at each other. Not to mention how embarrassed they were, they were simply surprised.

Then Han Chunmeng's mother came out of the kitchen again. This time, Qiao Shuxin was completely confused. If Han Chunmeng hadn't been at home, the three of them might have stared at each other.

Qiao Shuxin had deep complaints about Han Chunmeng living with Gu Dongxu. It always seemed as if she deliberately seduced his son. Now she finally succeeded. The previous incident of sleeping together in the hospital had just passed, and now she saw Han Chunmeng's parents staying with Gu Dongxu.

The thoughts in Qiao Shuxin's heart were reflected in the look in her eyes.

Song Xi asked: What happened next? She could feel Han Chunmeng's embarrassment through the phone.

Han Chunmeng said: In front of my parents, my mother looked embarrassed. Although she said a few words, she was obviously not very happy. As soon as she walked away, my parents were also very embarrassed and didn't even think about it. It’s good to stay here.”

It is difficult for an upright official to deal with household affairs. Song Xi's heart is towards Han Chunmeng, but Gu Dongxu is also her best friend. If she says anything bad about Qiao Shuxin, Song Xi has a hard time opening her mouth, so she has to advise Han Chunmeng not to be angry. Anyway, they don't see each other once in eight hundred years.

Han Chunmeng sighed: I thought so too, but I didn't even dare to tell Dongxu.