Life With You

When Song Xi and Qiao Aiwen returned to their separate rooms, they felt a lot more relaxed. After all, Ren Lina was there and still felt restless.

Qiao Aiwen's room is mainly white, simple and neat, just like her life style, straight forward, but there are dolls by the pillow, and the limited number of dolls on the windowsill, you can see that she is straight and thin.

Song Xi sat on the sofa, Qiao Aiwen sat on the opposite side of the pier, and while giving her food, she said: "Parents Lingyue came to Yecheng? You said last time that his hometown is from Sacheng, it turns out to be an ethnic minority. My compatriots, no wonder they are so handsome and beautiful."

Song Xi ate a slice of orange and reminded him with friendship, "Sacheng is a city with many ethnic minorities, but my brother is 100% Han, with no mixed-race ingredients at all."

Qiao Aiwen stared deliberately when she heard the words, exaggeratingly said: "Pure Han Chinese? Then it's just against the sky, right?"

Song Xi instinctively replied: "Your brother also looks good, why didn't you see you so excited?"

Qiao Aiwen curled her lips: "Well, it can be the same. Beauty is in the eyes of the lover. It is right for you to see that my brother is handsome. If you look at Ling Yue more handsome..." Qiao Aiwen squinted her eyes. Threatening look.

Song Xi immediately said: "You don't want to go online. Let's be fair. Who is handsome, your brother and Ling Yue, tell the truth."

Qiao Aiwen rolled her eyes and raised the corners of her lips. After a while, she whispered: "My brother."

Song Xi picked up the phone and pretended to dial: "Well, it's a big holiday, I'll send a blessing to brother..."

Qiao Aiwen came up and stopped: "Hey, I have something to discuss, all handsome, all handsome."

Song Xi asked, "I can only say one."

Qiao Aiwen is not a loser either, and immediately asks: "Then who do you think is more handsome?"

Song Xi replied without thinking, "Of course it's your brother."

Just as the voice fell and the door rang, Qiao Aiwen asked, "Who is it?"

"Me." It was George Sheng's voice.

Qiao Aiwen said cheerfully: "come.in."

George Sheng opened the door and walked in. Because the room was a little hot, he rolled the sleeve of the cashmere sweater to his elbow, revealing his two forearms and the watch on his left wrist.

He walked in on the front foot, and made a fortune behind him.

Qiao Aiwen asked him: "Why are you here? Are you getting impatient by mom's nagging?"

George Sheng said: "Go to your side and hide yourself. She won't come where you are."

Song Xi clapped her hands and called Fa Cai to her side, and interacted with it with a smile on her face. Qiao Aiwen said from the side: "You said my brother is so funny. In the morning, I asked someone to send the little wolf dog in the house, saying he was afraid of freezing. Now, look at so many dogs in my house, which one is frozen to death outside? It's getting more and more delicate."

A flash of embarrassment flashed through Song Xi’s eyes, because she thought that George Sheng was going to raise her fortune in the yard on the Cuicheng Mountain. She was afraid of freezing and had to raise it in the house. Today she came here to take a look. The big dogs were all enjoying themselves outside, and they didn't see how they were freezing.

Who thinks, George Sheng really listened.

George Sheng glanced at Song Xi without a trace, and replied calmly, "What do you know? Will you keep a dog or I will keep a dog?"

Qiao Aiwen didn't care. Regardless of George Sheng, she asked Song Xi: "Parents Lingyue are coming to Night City. Do you want me to call him and invite them to have a meal?"

After all, without waiting for Song Xi's answer, she added another sentence: "The key is I'm afraid I can call him so I can't tell him."

Song Xi was about to speak, so he could only hear George Sheng, who was standing by the window and facing the two of them, and said, "Not promising."

Qiao Aiwen frowned and turned her head: "Let you hide in my room, can you stop talking?"

George Sheng turned his head, with one long leg, sitting on the window sill, the glass was frosted, white flowers, and the sun shined up again, like a natural lighting board, George Sheng leaned under the lighting board, obviously He was black, but he seemed to be coming from the dazzling sunlight, making people afraid to look directly.

He didn't speak, Song Xi just glanced hurriedly, and immediately retracted his gaze.

Qiao Aiwen continued to ask Song Xi: "What do you mean? His parents rarely come back to Yecheng. If I don't show it, do you seem rude?"

Song Xi smiled rather than smile: "Do you want me to tell the truth?"

Qiao Aiwen raised her beautiful eyes: "Of course, do you need to tell lies with me?"

Song Xi said, "You are not a girlfriend. It's normal not to eat together. On the contrary, you eat together... Is that strange?"

Song Xi told the truth, Qiao Aiwen heard the words, holding her heart with one hand and holding the coffee table with the other, pretending to be too angry and suffering from a heart attack.

Song Xi smiled awkwardly: "You must let me tell the truth."

Qiao Aiwen turned to look at George Sheng, and asked weakly: "Is she so heart-wrenching when she talks?"

With too much sunlight, George Sheng stood in the dark, his expression on his face could not be seen clearly, only the indifferent voice mixed with jokes came: "You are right to **** you, don't **** your heart, you have to shave your head and get hot."

Qiao Aiwen pressed her heart tightly again, uncomfortable, and wanted to cry.

A few seconds later, Qiao Aiwen said with emotion: "No wonder you two can go together."

George Sheng didn't say anything, Song Xi didn't say anything, the former bowed his head to play with the small ornaments on the windowsill, and the latter bowed his head to play with the dog.

Before long, the housekeeper knocked on the door and said that lunch was ready.

The three of them went out together, Qiao Aiwen walked in front with a carefree, Song Xi in the middle, and George Sheng at the end. He saw a strand of fallen hair wrapped around the necklace on the back of her neck, which should have just been leaning on the sofa. There was a momentary impulse that he wanted to raise his hand to help her caress. When this thought became more and more intense, he could only put his hands in his trouser pockets for fear of being careless.

When they came to the dining room, Song Xi stood with Qiao Aiwen. Qiao Aiwen saw Song Xi's back neck with her hair wrapped around her neck. She casually raised her hand to help fix it. Song Xi thanked him.

George Sheng was inexplicably depressed after seeing it. For others, it is a matter of effort, but for him...

There were no less than sixteen dishes on the long table from beginning to end. There were both northern and southern dishes. Song Xi glanced at it. Most of them were sweet and sour, and seemed to take care of George Sheng.

In the past, when Song Xi came to eat here, Qiao Dingxiang was the main seat. Nowadays, a place is still reserved there. Ren Lina still sits next to her, and the others sit in order.

There was wine on the table, Qiao Aiwen asked Song Xi, "Do you drink red wine or white wine?"

Song Xi shook her head hurriedly: "I don't drink."

Qiao Aiwen said: "Don't you know how to drink?"

Song Xi thought of the absurd things she did at George Sheng's birthday party after drinking too much, and she secretly swore never to drink too much again.

"She can drink, depending on who she is with."

George Sheng's voice suddenly sounded. Song Xi glanced at him instinctively. He didn't look at her, but his voice was clearly ‘involving her in unrighteousness’.

Qiao Aiwen immediately raised her eyebrows and looked at Song Xi: "What do you mean? Don't want to drink with me?"

Song Xi secretly scolded George Sheng for being a troublemaker, with a smile on his face: "No, I have to go to work tomorrow, so I dare not drink too much."

Qiao Aiwen said: "Then drink red wine, drink at noon, sleep at home in the afternoon, and be fine before dinner."

Song Xi thought, stay here till night?