Life With You

After the dinner in the evening was over, Ben had to go to the forbidden city to continue. George Sheng greeted the other party and had to leave first, and the rest was called Yuan Bao to accompany him.

When I got home, it was only after eleven o'clock at night, the light in the living room was black, and the light was still on in the third floor room.

George Sheng entered the door and went to the second floor. He saw a tray at the door of the room with a pile of things on it.

The cut fruit plate contains pears, apples, longans and oranges. The familiar thermos cup, used to drink Chinese medicine before, there is a small crystal bowl next to the thermos cup, which contains a handful of... walnuts?

George Sheng hadn't seen raw walnuts for many years, and he was still a little shocked for a while.

Song Xi was upstairs. He heard the sound of cars coming downstairs and knew that George Sheng was back. As expected, he called in less than twenty minutes.

Song Xi connected, he still said those two words, "Go downstairs."

Song Xi came to George Sheng's room downstairs and saw that he had finished the bath and was sitting on the sofa wearing a black bathrobe, and the things in the tray in front of him remained unchanged.

Familiar with his routine, Song Xi didn't wait for him to ask questions, and explained to herself: "These fruits can effectively relieve nervous tension and help sleep."

As she said, she picked up the citrus cut in half, walked to the head of his bed, and put the citrus on the bedside table, "You don't need to eat this, it smells."

Turning and walking back, she twisted the lid of the vacuum flask and handed it to him, "Jujube soup, it's not bad at all, you can taste it."

George Sheng just came out of the shower, and he happened to be a little thirsty. He took the thermos cup and looked in warily, "Where are the red dates?"

Song Xi said, "Do you want to eat it? There is in the pot downstairs."

George Sheng didn't want to eat, just ask.

He leaned to his lips tentatively, he drank a little, no strange smell, and it was sweet.

Song Xi said: "I added sugar and boiled it, it's not bitter."

George Sheng raised his neck, and the more he drank, the more he quenched his thirst. He drank half of it in one breath.

Song Xi was ecstatic. After all, in her heart, he was the representative of the difficult word, and she was afraid that he would pick and choose again.

With his rare cooperation, Song Xi hurriedly hit the iron while it was hot, bent over to pick up the small bowl, and handed it to him, "Eat some walnuts."

George Sheng's face was faint, and he asked provocatively: "Let me fill my brain?"

Song Xi said: "Walnut is a nourishing and strong product, good for sleep."

She clearly said to nourish and be strong, but George Sheng heard it as nourishing yin and invigorating yang. He raised his eyelids and gave her a meaningful look, but George Sheng did not move.

Song Xi treated him like a child, and immediately asked with concern: "You don't like walnuts?"

After asking, without waiting for him to answer, she immediately added: "If you don't like it, don't eat this. I'll change it for you tomorrow. Do you like Black Sesame?"

In the middle of the night, the white light shone from the top of her head. She was already pretty. With a gentle face and a gentle voice, for a moment, George Sheng seemed to see a pair of wings spread out from behind her, which really meant a bit of an angel in white.

If she was not so good to him purposefully, then that's fine.

George Sheng woke up in just a few seconds, keeping his eyes away and saying, "This is the diet you prepared?"

It's too simple.

Song Xi said: "It's all medicated diet as soon as it comes up. I'm afraid you won't be used to it."

George Sheng pierced her mercilessly, "Not that you can't do it?"

Song Xi twitched the corners of her lips with a guilty conscience, "We all take it slowly, so that you can accept it easily and I have time to study."

She was very frank, but made George Sheng somewhat unable to speak, and raised his hand, he took the small fork on the fruit plate and ate a piece of pear.

Song Xi rolled his eyes to the left and right, and plucked up the courage to say, "Do you want to talk now?"

George Sheng's mouth was full of the fragrance of pears. Hearing the words, he looked up at her.

Song Xi smiled, "I mean, if you want to talk, I will chat with you."

What kind of routine is this?

No one has ever asked George Sheng such a question, chat?

His eyes showed instinct and defensiveness. After a few seconds, his thin lips opened, and he asked, "You have something to ask me?"

Song Xi shook his head immediately, "No."

George Sheng asked: "Do you want to see your dad?"

The smile on Song Xi's face narrowed slightly, but she still looked calm and sincere, and replied softly: "I originally wanted to trouble you to send me in to see him, but now I don't want to."

George Sheng said: "Afraid he is worried?"

Song Xi said, "This is one of them. I am afraid I can't ask questions. He probably won't tell me his enemies outside."

George Sheng didn't answer the conversation for a while, Song Xi looked at him, and suddenly smiled, "Don't always think that I have bad intentions, I can't just want to chat with you?"

With a pair of obsidian eyes, George Sheng stared at her unblinkingly, deliberately not concealing the doubt in his heart.

Song Xi was watched by him for three or four seconds, and immediately changed his tone: "Okay, okay, I have a purpose, I want to give you a therapy."

When George Sheng heard the words, his eyes sank immediately.

Song Xi explained: "Don't be afraid, if you talk, use chat to treat your insomnia, then heal."

She felt that she was very humorous, and she couldn't help but want to laugh, but George Sheng was expressionless, staring at her with a neurotic expression, making Song Xi want to laugh and embarrass, and finally her pretty face became tangled. The deputy looked dumbfounded, his pink lips opened, and he whispered, "Don't be so serious."

She has the side of a very strong big woman, but also a side of a very persuasive and soft little woman, depending on when she wants to show what kind of side to whom.

George Sheng was very afraid of her acting like a baby, even in Song Xi's opinion, this is not acting like a baby, but he just can't stand it.

The whole body seemed to be electrified, from the numb of my heart to the tips of my fingers and hair.

When she thought of persuading him to drink the medicine, she also said casually but softly: "Drink."

It almost took him half of his life, such a bitter medicine, he actually drank it for many days.

There was no way to stare at her for a moment, George Sheng kept his eyes away, there were only four words that kept circulating in his mind: the beauty of beauty and the water.

Song Xi had made up her mind that no matter what she was wronged this time, she would not give up halfway through, so that his insomnia would be cured as soon as possible, and Song Yuanqing would be innocent as soon as possible.

Bite the scalp and cheeky, Song Xi deliberately pretended to be cute and asked in a low voice, "Shall we talk?"

All the hairs under George Sheng's bathrobe stood up uncontrollably. He raised his eyes to look at her. He said solemnly, "Speak well."

Song Xi immediately straightened her back, straightened her posture, raised her head and chest, "Yes."

Just a salute to him.

When George Sheng saw this, he tried to resist his joy, but there was a clear smile in his eyes.

Song Xi saw it really, and immediately heaved a sigh of relief, and let go of her strength, "Don't always scare people."

George Sheng was indeed in a good mood, Jinkou opened his mouth and took the initiative: "What do you want to talk about?"

Song Xi said: "Look at you, what you want to talk about, I will talk with you."

George Sheng flicked a narrow eye, and suddenly said, "Do you want to pay?"