Life With You

George Sheng was as if he had been inflicted by someone. He immediately froze in place, unable to move. After he recovered, he immediately pulled back the quilt and wrapped Song Xi tightly. Song Xi was still coughing. He stretched out his hand and patted him. He patted her on the back, in fact, he looked at her body, it took only three seconds before and after, but these three seconds seemed to freeze, and it was so long that he still has a heartbeat disorder, and the whole person is a little bit unusual.

Song Xi was choked with smoke from the heavens, his lungs burst from coughing, and his eyes were bursting with tears. Finally, he let out a sigh of relief, turned his head slowly, and looked at the familiar but unreal handsome face.

Angrily, she blushed and said, "You can't use this method if you want me to die..."

George Sheng didn't look at her face, he flattened her flat, and replied with a sullen face: "I helped you make a mistake?"

Song Xi's heavy eyelids were drooped, and his eyes were half-open and half-closed, as if he had a lot to say, but he didn't have much energy.

George Sheng didn't give her a chance to talk nonsense, and said, pulling his face: "Just stay by yourself."

After that, she turned and left. Song Xi wanted to roll him a glance, but the action was too troublesome, and she fell asleep again when she turned halfway.

Song Xi had a dream in which George Sheng sat on the bedside and blow her hair. Song Xi laughed out loud. Is this a dream or a nightmare?

George Sheng went downstairs and took a cold shower. Standing under the shower, he closed his eyes and let the fine drops of water wash every part of his body along the top of his head. Suddenly he opened his eyes. It's not the first time he saw the white body, but this time...he actually reacted.

The Adam’s apple was rolling up and down, and George Sheng himself felt ridiculous. Song Xi, Song Yuanqing’s daughter, was alone in front of a white angel, and the woman behind her back that could irritate him to the point of making smoke. Now she is still burning like a white radish. He is right. Is she responding?

George Sheng felt that he might have been infected by her, and he was burnt together, but his body's reaction was the most honest, reminding him all the time, that he had a reaction!

Forty minutes later, George Sheng went on the third floor again. The door was not closed. He walked in. Song Xi was sleeping peacefully on the bed. He came to the bed and probed the temperature of her forehead with the back of his hand.

Song Xi, who had her eyes closed the first second, opened her eyes the next second. Seeing her appearance, she had already woke up.

George Sheng was caught off guard by her staring at him, and he panicked, but his handsome face was calm, he calmly retracted his hand, his thin lips opened, and he said coldly, "Wake up?"

Song Xi stared at him unblinkingly, staring at George Sheng with a guilty conscience. He didn't know what she was thinking. Could it be that he wanted to question him about **** and lifting the quilt?

He had already made prevarication in his mind, but Song Xi slowly opened his mouth and asked aloud: "Did you blow my hair?"

George Sheng was flustered again, he could never guess what she would say next second.

Trying to keep his face unchanged, three seconds later, George Sheng asked instead: "What do you want to say?"

He secretly erected his defenses, as if he was afraid that Song Xi would find his weakness.

Song Xiping was lying on the bed. Although the high fever subsided, her body was still weak and her lips opened. She whispered, "No, I am confused."

George Sheng's face was pale, "Go downstairs when I'm hungry, and eat below."

He was inexplicably nervous in his heart. He couldn't tell why, but he didn't want to be stared at by Song Xi. It seemed that if she looked at him for a long time, he would reveal something.

Glancing at the potion bottle beside him, George Sheng said blankly: "Hurry up and call me, there is one more bottle."

After speaking, he turned around and left, only to take a step, and Song Xi's voice suddenly came from behind him, "I didn't tell you anything, right?"

She felt that George Sheng was a little weird, and she turned a blind eye to her before, but now she is so kind to her... In fact, she can’t distinguish between dreams and reality. She dreamed that George Sheng was blowing her hair, and in reality it seemed to be George Sheng. Took her from the door to the room.

She is temporarily unable to distinguish between the true and the false, the false and the true, and she might as well be happy and ask clearly to avoid misunderstanding.

George Sheng turned her back to Song Xi. She didn't see a glimmer of light passing quickly through his eyes. Turning around, he looked at her. He changed the cold face of the coffin board, and licked the corner of her lips. Said: "You said it."

Song Xi was full of spirits, wondering if this was a dream in a dream.

Seeing her eyes with obvious confusion and suspicion, George Sheng said without changing his expression and heartbeat: "You told me I'm sorry."

Seeing his complacency and pretending to be cold, Song Xi couldn't help frowning, "I'm sorry to tell you?"

George Sheng gave a serious ‘um’, and then said: "Since you take the initiative to apologize, I am not a difficult person to get along with, and the previous things are over."

Song Xi:

Looking at the person on the bed, George Sheng continued: "I don't know what kind of person I am in your heart, but I eat soft or hard, as long as you are willing to bow your head, I won't be mean to forgive me."

Song Xi looked dazed. What happened during the time she was asleep? When did she apologize to George Sheng? Seeing that he looks like I forgive you now, how can she provoke her as if she doesn't remember, isn't it going to war again?

After thinking about it, Song Xiwei sighed secretly. After eating this boring loss, she replied aloud, "Thank you for asking for a doctor for me."

George Sheng said: "You're welcome."

Song Xi's head buzzed, and when it was over, George Sheng suddenly became so polite that she couldn't accept it for a while, or she was still in a dream.

In fact, it is very simple to check if it is still in the dream. Song Xi looked at George Sheng and tentatively said: "Are you sick too?"

George Sheng stared at her unblinkingly, his eyes looked up and analyzed another way of saying what she said, is it ‘Are you sick? ’

Song Xi got his wish when he saw George Sheng's sullen face. It was refreshing. She immediately changed her conversation and said, "Oh, I'm afraid you will be infected by me. There is medicine in the storage room downstairs, you If you feel unwell, take the medicine first."

George Sheng said: "Take care of yourself."

Song Xi narrowed her mouth, unable to answer.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of him turning around and walking outside, Song Xi's unspeakable relief, like a big rock that had been pressing on his chest recently, was suddenly removed by Yugong, how can he describe it with ease.

Outside the door, George Sheng also unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. He never thought that one day, he would rely on tricks to find each other a step down. In fact, he was just a moment of brain fever. He felt embarrassed, but when Song Xi started talking to him and the two of them had shed their suspicions, he suddenly felt that the method was not important, and the result was the most important.

Both of them have been tossing for so long, injuring 10,000 enemies and 8,000 self-inflicted, none of them survived... forget it.

He is a man, so he should be a little more generous, forgive her.