Life With You

After hanging up the phone, George Sheng got up and took the towel off his waist, changed into a black bathrobe, and suddenly heard a small voice in the quiet room: "Meow~"

Soft and waxy, George Sheng was stunned for a moment, and walked to the head of the bed. He used his mobile phone to illuminate and glanced in. No, a small object like black briquettes was stuck in the middle.

Thinking of Song Xi, who was kneeling at his feet at the moment, a slight strangeness flashed across George Sheng's heart. The secret road girl was quite temperamental. He just said that she couldn't move it. Not only did she turn around and leave, she was also tight. Then call Yuan Bao, this is to show him, does she still do things without him?

He should have given an order just now to let the ingot not be used, and see what else she can make.

Turning around to get a cigarette on the coffee table next to him, George Sheng sat on the sofa and waited for the ingot. In less than a minute, he watched a black cat with small arms and turquoise pupils emerge from the seam of the bed. When I was young, it was like the cat demon in the cartoon.

It turned out that the Coke wasn't stuck at all. If Song Xi saw it come and go freely at this moment, he would probably risk breaking with Han Chunmeng and resolutely choose to beat it three inches fatter.

After Coke got out, he sat there and didn't move. George Sheng was three meters away from it, one person and one cat, looking at each other. It is said that animals are spiritual, especially cats. Xu Shi Coke also saw that the opposite person is not easy to provoke, so he tentatively sold cute to George Sheng and meowed.

George Sheng's slender fingers came to his mouth with half a cigarette, took a sip, and exhaled white smoke, calling out like a dog: "Come here."

If Song Xi is here, she must be furious, how can she talk to the cat owner like this?

But it was even more annoying. It stands to reason that Coke should be unmoved, but it walked towards George Sheng without dignity, and walked all the way to his feet.

Undoubtedly, such an honest behavior pleased George Sheng. He stretched out his right hand, took Coke by the back of his neck, and directly picked it up.

Poor Lord Le has never been treated like this before, and is now forced to face George Sheng, only the faint mosquito noise is left: Meow~

George Sheng looked at the little thing in front of him, thinking that Song Xi likes cats?

It's dark, where does it look good?

With a cigarette in his left hand, after he took a sip, he intentionally or unintentionally exhaled towards the Coke, watching the little black thing shrouded in the clouds, George Sheng's lips curled up childishly, it felt like he was teasing Song Xi in person.

When Yuan Bao came over, George Sheng was exercising in the gym and called out "Brother Sheng". Yuan Bao said, "I'll go to your room and get the cat out first."

George Sheng tilted his head slightly, "No, I came out by myself."

Yuan Bao took a look at it. Not far from the equipment, a black fur ball was curled up there. Because the equipment was also black, he hadn't seen it clearly just now.

After a two-second pause, Yuan Bao said, "Then I will go upstairs and take the other one down."

George Sheng stopped his hand and looked at Yuan Bao. Although his face was expressionless, his eyes were clearly questionable, "One more?"

Yuan Bao nodded calmly, "Yeah, don't you know?"

These words did not mean provocative, but George Sheng was inexplicably unhappy. Don't look away, he said while exercising, "She tells you everything, and that you have a bad relationship with her."

Yuan Bao understands George Sheng's temper too much, so he simply doesn't take the words, so as not to burn himself. He cares about him, "I'll go up first."

On the third floor, Yuanbao can see the white pet box at the entrance of the stairs at a glance. It is a closed backpack style with only a transparent glass window in the middle. Through the glass window, there is a beautiful white long-haired cat inside. With azure eyes, he can see that this cat is very beautiful from a layman who does not understand cats.

There is a black backpack next to the white backpack. There is a handwritten card on the ground. It is neatly written in small and clean characters. It reads neatly: The white cat is called Qixi, and the black cat is Coke. Please take care of it, thank you.

Song Xi's words are the same as hers. At first glance, they are clean and beautiful, reminiscent of the words as they are.

Holding the card and two backpacks, Yuan Bao went downstairs to look for George Sheng. George Sheng got off the equipment at this moment and was hitting the sandbag wearing thin black boxing gloves.

Yuan Bao came next to the black cat, squatted down on his long body, gently picked it up, and whispered, "Hi, Coke."

George Sheng held the swaying sandbag with one hand, turned his head and looked at Yuan Bao's direction and said, "What do you call it?"

Yuan Bao knows more about George Sheng. He knows that George Sheng's implication is to say: You even know what it is called. When did you know it?

Waved the card in his hand, Yuan Bao asked unconcealedly: "Did Song Xi ask you to help, you didn't agree?"

George Sheng approached and glanced at the words on the card, then looked away disdainfully, and said coldly: "Why should I help her?"

Yuan Bao's eyes flashed helplessly, "That's why she called me to help."

George Sheng said: "You are also obedient, you come when she asks you to come?"

Yuan Bao said: "I just did a great favor for us. She was justified in reasoning. She replied. I have no reason to refuse...Of course, you are embarrassed, I am embarrassed."

George Sheng didn't bother to explain to Yuan Bao that Song Xi actually asked him to move a large bed of four to five hundred jins, using him as a porter?

George Sheng said nothing. This wave of finding faults was over. Yuan Bao opened his black backpack, put the Coke in, and zipped up the zipper. He turned his head and said to George Sheng, "By the way, Song Xi said she will leave Night City for a few days."

While talking, Yuan Bao looked at George Sheng's face, George Sheng's expression was the same, neither said he knew, nor said he did not know.

But Yuan Bao pondered, Ya Bacheng didn't know.

"She is going to another place, I will find some people to follow her."

George Sheng turned his back to Yuan Bao, punching quickly and fiercely, and the sandbag was swayed by him. His breathing was steady and his tone was cold. "She didn't say hello by herself, and she expected me to send someone to protect her. She was really a daughter. Where's the lady?"

Yuan Bao said bluntly: "Who makes you not pity Xiang Xiyu, makes people angry."

George Sheng said with a cold face: "Who is she to me, why should I coax her?"

Yuan Bao smiled and joked, "Red in black, she is your wife, and she can't afford to repay her."

Hearing this, George Sheng turned around, his black pupils blazing with danger, "I think you are really free today. Since you are so free, come and discuss it."

Yuan Bao wanted to refuse, but George Sheng did not give him a chance. He raised his hand and threw a pair of white boxing gloves over.

The ingot went on whether to wear it, and murmured: "I want to find a foster pet shop for the cat."

It's okay not to mention this. When George Sheng is mentioned, he won't be angry, "If you win, take them away."

Yuan Bao stared slightly, "Did you lose?"

George Sheng thought for a while...

"If I lose, I will feed two of them to seven."