Life With You

Just like George Sheng said, there are some things that are talented, not envious.

The crab was steaming on the pot, and he asked Song Xi, "How do you want to eat the fish?"

Song Xi replied: "I want to eat squirrel mandarin fish."

George Sheng said: "Then what do you buy carp for?"

Song Xi looked at the fish on the chopping board and bought it as soon as he bought it. There are so many problems.

George Sheng asked: "Do you like sweet and sour carp?"

Song Xi nodded with joy. He said, "Check out the specific methods online."

Song Xi teased, "So you can't do it."

George Sheng raised her eyes to look at her. Before she showed any threats, she already cleverly took out her mobile phone: "I'll check it for you, why are you in a hurry..."

I found a tutorial on the Internet. Song Xi read it again. George Sheng asked her to beat him and he did it. Song Xi was always going to pick his thorns, but when the whole dish was finished, she tasted it and it was delicious. She wanted to take off. At this moment, she was convinced and admired. It seems that the matter of talent is indeed beyond the reach of hard work.

There was George Sheng, a good helper in the kitchen and the kitchen. Song Xi had an extraordinarily rich dinner. He made four kinds of shrimp for her. The tiger prawns were poured in tomato sauce and the Argentine red prawns. Braised, deep-fried and a soup.

Song Xi would be so happy that her eyes curled up every time she tasted a dish. She said: "The happiest thing I used to think was eating dishes made by Damengmeng. Starting today, you are as important as her in my heart."

Song Xi wanted to compliment his cooking skills. Unexpectedly, George Sheng raised his eyelids and said unsmilingly, "I am as heavy as her, or should I start today?"

As he said, he deliberately said with a calm face: "Put down the chopsticks and stop eating."

Song Xi is such a smart person, how could he not know that he was eating vinegar, and quickly picked up a prawn in tomato sauce, then handed it to his mouth with his hands, and said with his face up: "When she was the fattest, she was almost 90 kilograms. , Can you have her weight? The weight I said is the weight of the weight."

George Sheng's black pupils stared at her, although he was still dissatisfied, his mouth opened.

Song Xi took him to sit down and served him with soup and rice as a sign of sincerity.

George Sheng knew that Song Xi was thin but had a good appetite, but it was the first time she saw her eat up a few plates of shrimp. She was used to eating shrimp, just like cats are born to eat fish. It is pleasing to see her eating shrimp.

Song Xi was originally because it was delicious, but in the later stage was to perform for him, and accidentally ate too much.

Unable to sit down, she said, "I took Fa Cai to play in the snow in the yard."

Since the beginning of winter this year, there have been several heavy snowfalls in the night city. The driveway in the villa was cleaned up, but the snow in the yards of each house was still piled up, white and thick, like cotton candy.

Five minutes later, the door of the villa opened and Fa Cai rushed out first, followed by Song Xi and George Sheng who had changed their clothes.

Song Xi is not so innocent and innocent on weekdays. The key is to keep his feet on the ground every day and have rare rest periods, so why would he want to come out to play in the snow.

Holiday is one of the reasons, but the most important thing is that she is in a very good mood, she is inexplicably happy, wants to run wild, wants to shout loudly, wants to tell many people how happy she is at the moment.

George Sheng looked at a person and a dog running in the yard. At first, he became rich and chased Song Xi. Later, somehow, he became Song Xi chasing fortune. His two legs could not catch up to four legs, but he was tired enough to get rich. Back to the back of his head.

After a few heavy snowstorms, the snow in the yard did not pass Song Xi’s ankle. Stepping on the soft white snow, Song Xi was tired from running, bent over and propped on her knees, and said to George Sheng at the front door: "Come down. Why are you standing?"

George Sheng stood with his hands in his jacket pockets, standing long, his handsome face was illuminated by the light, and he looked incredible. He did not move. He replied aloud, "I'm afraid you will pass the madness to me."

Song Xi was in a good mood and didn't care about him as usual. She stood below and waved to him, smiling, "Come on, I won't bite."

She was wearing a white warm suit, white clothes, and white pants. Only the snow boots were black. She had such bright eyes and bright teeth. He couldn't say anything, but how could he control her body.

Walking down from above, accompanied by the sound of "creaking" on the snow, George Sheng stood in front of Song Xi, raised his arm, helped her lift up the hat and put it on, tightened the ropes on both sides, and hit her chin. It's over.

"Is it cold?" he asked.

Song Xi said, "It's not cold."

As she said, she raised her hand to hold George Sheng's face, raised her head and asked, "Is it warm?"

George Sheng grabbed her both hands in his palms, and then inserted them into his pockets. Song Xi was pulled forward and stepped closer to him, almost in his arms.

Just when he was tired from running, Song Xi pushed aside George Sheng's shirt with his face, leaned in to avoid the cold, and said, "I want to build a snowman."

George Sheng's deep, magnetic voice came from above his head: "Heap it."

Song Xi said, "You help me pile it up."

George Sheng said, "Please."

Song Xi pouted: "You still want such a small thing?"

George Sheng said: "I will help you without asking for big things, only ask for small things."

His logic was so perfect that Song Xi was indisputable, absorbing the warmth from him. She was silent for a moment, her voice was low, and she was three-pointers shy and three-pointers bewitched: "How to ask?"

George Sheng also lowered his voice, and replied ambiguously: "I want to."

He held Song Xi's hands in his pockets, and it was difficult to take them out. After a few seconds, she raised her head, but did not tiptoe, waiting for George Sheng to bend down and kiss her.

George Sheng lowered his eyes, looked at her Saixue's white skin, with a well-behaved and charming eyes, and finally lowered his head and kissed her pink and soft lips.

Twenty degrees below zero, the moment George Sheng’s lips touched Song Xi, she was all over her body. I don't know if it was the difference in temperature or something else, a fine layer of goose bumps formed under her clothes.

Lovers who are together for the first time have a beast in their hearts, and they can still control themselves when they don't see each other, but once the two beasts meet, it will be fire from the sky and the ground cannot be suppressed by reason.

When they were cooking in the kitchen before, they were tired of being together when they were free. They didn’t have enough hugs, and they didn’t have enough kisses. Although Song Xi was bold, he blushed when he lost. George Sheng won without changing his face. And don't know what he was thinking.

A kiss between the ice and fire did not end on Song Xi or George Sheng, but suddenly made a fortune. He jumped up and threw Song Xi from behind. Fortunately, George Sheng was in front of Song Xi. She was still taken aback.

Forced to interrupt, Song Xi turned to look at Fa Cai. Fa Cai was full of the yard. She became angry and frowned and shouted, "Are you jealous of me? You are not happy."

George Sheng said: "It's madness is infected by you."

After that, he turned to the garage and Song Xi asked, "Why are you going?"

George Sheng said without looking back, "Take tools and make a snowman."

When Song Xi heard this, he immediately chased after smiling.