Life With You

Her warm breath splashed on his face, hot and itchy, George Sheng was like a statue, motionless, without a word, Song Xi paused for a few seconds, holding his shirt with both hands and raising one, in the darkness , Touching his neck up, George Sheng suddenly raised his left hand and grabbed her wrist.

Song Xi didn't make a profit, but just lifted it up with her other hand. She touched his lips accurately, and her fingertips slid over his lower lip, and then lifted the corners of her lips and poked lightly. Poke his cheek: "Where do you want to kiss?"

The ghost knows that George Sheng now has a desire to die, and wants to kill her, but he can’t move. Once he let go, he can push it down. It’s so simple, but he can’t do it. In fact, he can’t even speak. Export.

There was a sound of needle falling in the palm of the hand, and each other's breaths overlapped. Song Xi poked George Sheng's hand on his cheek, and still slid to his thin but stylish lips, and brushed it gently again, as if he was particularly fascinated. Nostalgic, holding his left cheek with one hand, Song Xi slowly tilted his head, raised his chin, and finally kissed him.

George Sheng sat motionless on the sofa, his right arm wrapped around Song Xi's waist, and his left hand squeezed her right wrist. He opened his eyes and saw Song Xi's eyes closed and the long eyelashes hanging down.

He didn't take the initiative, nor refused, the smell of Song Xi's body was all in his breath, sweet and addictive.

There was a touch on the lips, but it was not the softness as expected, because it was not Song Xi’s lips, but her thumb between the lips of the two of them. That’s right, Song Xi kissed George across her thumb. Sheng.

George Sheng couldn't say whether he was feeling more surprised or disappointed at this moment; whether he was more nervous or relaxed; whether he was more happy or more angry.

After a thousand thoughts, George Sheng was surprised to find that Song Xi was playing with him.

In an instant, George Sheng was about to have an attack, but suddenly stopped.

If he loses his temper, doesn't it prove that he is serious?

Regardless of whether Song Xi was really drunk or fake, he lost the first game, and he must never reveal the truest emotions in his heart.

Thinking of this, George Sheng calmly suppressed his anger, and the confusion and sentiment in his eyes were gradually replaced by reason.

Don't start a little bit, he whispered: "I have something to ask?"

Song Xi's hand was still holding George Sheng's face. She couldn't see the expression on his face. She only pursed her red lips, and replied angrily: "For you, you must be asking for something?"

She has a soft voice, like a cat, scratching George Sheng's heart through the air.

He wondered again if she really drank too much.

In fact, it is easy to test whether she is really drunk or fake. George Sheng glanced at her, looked at her, and said coldly: "It's useless to hug me. If I am really interesting to you, you don't need you to tease me. Me, you will only make me feel... improper."

After speaking, George Sheng stared at her unblinkingly, and he could clearly see any subtle changes in her face.

After Song Xi heard this, the corners of her lips gradually sank, pulling on a beautiful face, a few seconds later, she suddenly turned her face, pushed him, and moved down from him.

George Sheng didn't know what was wrong. He instinctively tightened his arms, held her around her, and didn't let her go. Song Xi struggled a few times, but didn't break free. For a moment, his aggrieved brows were frowned, and he cried: " George Sheng, you are too much, you are a bastard, and you have suffered a thousand swords... you know bullying, I owed it in my life..."

George Sheng covered Song Xi's mouth, and Song Xi made a ‘hmm’ sound, and raised his hand to beat him.

She sat dishonestly, moved her arms and legs, George Sheng was anxious, and turned her sideways on the sofa, covering her mouth. He lowered his voice and said impatiently: "Are you crazy? "

Song Xi was muffled with no voice, only hot tears came out of her eyes, dripping into George Sheng's palm.

She was crying so sad that George Sheng realized that he was especially like an'adulter', for fear of being caught and raped in bed by others.

At this moment, he could finally be sure that Song Xi was indeed drinking too much.

For a while she was as beautiful as a vixen, and then she was so angry that her relatives would not recognize him, crying when she said she cried, but as long as she was somewhat sensible, she wouldn't dare to call him a thousand swords...

While shaking his mind, Song Xi suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his face. George Sheng reacted quickly, clasping her wrist, pressing it on the sofa, frowning, and threatening in anger: "You dare."

Song Xi reacted greatly, twisting with all his strength, George Sheng just wanted to say something, but at a certain moment, he suddenly realized that he was covering not only Song Xi's mouth but also his nose, and quickly pulled his hand away. , Song Xi opened her mouth immediately, breathing heavily, and forgot to cry.

With her panting, her chest visibly rose and fell. George Sheng saw it very clearly. The plumpness wrapped in a burgundy velvet cheongsam was imaginative.

Forcing himself to look away, George Sheng set his eyes on the face of the woman whose breathing was gradually steady, and said in a deep voice, "Song Xi, do you know what you have done?"

Hearing that, Song Xi’s tears flowed down the corner of his eyes, and said aggrieved: “I’m really too tired. I’ve tried my best to cater to him. I’ve never been so downhearted, but he’s still not satisfied. I don’t know what he is. What do you want me to..."

The more he spoke, the more sad he became. Seeing Song Xi crying louder, George Sheng could only intimidate: "Hold back."

Song Xi's five senses were together, so she didn't hold back. She wanted to vent. She opened her mouth and her voice was blocked. George Sheng covered her mouth and said: "Song Xi, you deliberately embarrass me?"

Song Xi reached out and grabbed his hand, tears streaming incessantly.

George Sheng is really crazy, why does he have to die and ask her to go into the black room? No, why is she here? Why drink so much alcohol? No diamonds...

I scolded a lot in my heart, but I knew that it was useless to tell a drunk about these hairs. The two have been in for a while. If this goes on, let the outsiders see. Everyone should not want face today. Think about it, George Sheng. He softened his tone and said to Song Xi, "What do you want to do?"

Song Xi's mouth was still covered by him, and George Sheng said again: "I let go, you are not allowed to yell, otherwise I..."

The threat was still not said, not afraid of anything else, for fear that she would cry again.

Slowly moving away his hand, Song Xi just sobbed quietly, without making any fanfare.

George Sheng wanted to help her sit up, and Song Xi shoved him shamelessly and was about to lie down.

Nothing, George Sheng could only sit up by himself. He looked around, trying to find something to wipe her face, but Song Xi thought he was leaving and grabbed his sleeve.

George Sheng turned his head to look at her, Song Xi sobbed slightly, and whispered: "I'm in a bad mood, please coax me."

George Sheng looked at her straight, his thin lips opened: "I am in a bad mood, too, who coax me?"