Life With You

There is nothing anger that George Sheng can't solve with a deep kiss. If there is, let the time be longer.

Song Xi was held in his arms, raised her head to cater to him, her drunkenness surged, her courage grew, her sanity deteriorated, and occasionally she would make a sweet hum from her nose, causing George Sheng to lose his bones.

Pressing her in the back seat, he breathed hot, and asked in a low voice, "See your dad in the afternoon, did you tell him?"

"Yeah~" Song Xi closed her eyes and put her arms around his neck.

George Sheng asked patiently: "What did he say?"

The corners of Song Xi's lips curled up slightly, and he replied softly, "I won't tell you~"

George Sheng's Adam's apple tumbling up and down, couldn't help but bite on the tip of her small and straight nose. It was only a slight pain. Song Xi wrinkled her nose and said angrily: "What are you doing?"

George Sheng said solemnly: "To be honest, otherwise I won't let you get off the car."

Song Xi said, "Why do you keep me from getting off the car?"

George Sheng raised her hand to reach under her coat. Song Xi smiled and stopped him. She couldn't stop him. She tickled him. George Sheng was most afraid of itching on his ribs. Song Xi just poked his'weak underbelly'. Suddenly he was in a rush, clasping her wrists, raising her arms to the top of his head, and threatening in a deep voice, "Believe it or not, I do you now?"

The hot breath, with the smell of alcohol and tobacco, splashed on Song Xi's face. She squinted lazily and smiled, "So you want to do me?"

In the dimly lit car, George Sheng stared at her with wolves and tigers, and said in a low voice, "Yes."

Song Xi said: "Then I see your performance."

George Sheng asked: "What kind of performance?"

Song Xi said, "You have to be nice to me, very good, very good, you can't be aggressive with me, let alone make a face with me, make me happy..."

She deliberately got stuck in the middle and didn't say anything. George Sheng asked in a low voice, "I made you happy, then?"

The corners of Song Xi’s lips became wider, and her curled eyes looked like an adult vixen. Lifting her head, she approached George Sheng’s ear, her voice was very low, and she replied word by word: "I, just, Let, you, cool."

She really drank too much, otherwise even if she was courageous, she would not be embarrassed to say so.

After talking, she giggled, but George Sheng's scalp was numb, let alone his body.

He didn't want to say a word of nonsense. He was stimulated, and only by kissing her could he calm the rioting factor in his body.

The two lingered in the back seat of the car, and when George Sheng almost lost his sanity, they were in place.

Today is New Year’s Eve, George Sheng is happy and gave all the cash in his wallet to the driver. He also said that it’s hard work and happy new year.

The driver was flattered, and after greeting George Sheng and Song Xi, he hurried home to reunite.

Song Xi was helped out of the car by George Sheng. There were red lanterns and red spring couplets hanging in front of every house in the whole street. Only the gate of Qiao’s house was the same as usual. There was nothing, only the light from the courtyard. , Brightly lit.

When Song Xi went to the supermarket to buy Fu Zi, she never remembered Qiao Dingxiang's death a few months ago. He couldn't post Fu for three years in the north. George Sheng must know, but she didn't stop her from buying it. She regretted it when she went home. , But George Sheng didn't take it seriously. If you buy it or not, it will not affect her good mood for the New Year.

Thinking of Qiao Dingxiang, Song Xi felt a little disappointed. He woke up half of his drinking spirit. He stood in front of the door and sorted his clothes and hair. He turned to George Sheng and asked, "Do I smell bad about alcohol?"

George Sheng said, "I can only smell sweetness."

He was serious and not serious, and Song Xi gave him annoyingly, but after all he was beautiful in his heart, and the corners of his lips curled up.

George Sheng took her hand: "Go in."

This is Song Xi’s first visit to Qiao’s New Year’s Eve. The two returned from Hong Kong, and George Sheng had already sent the gifts, stating that Song Xi picked them all.

Song Xi didn't even like George Sheng before, and didn't care what Ren Lina thought of her, but now it's different. As soon as the two entered the house, she was already nervous, wondering how to pay a New Year greeting with Ren Lina later.

There was a TV sound from the living room, Ren Lina walked out to greet, and saw the two people at the door with a smile: "I'm back."

Song Xi called people faster than George Sheng, and said with a smile: "Auntie, Happy New Year."

George Sheng and Qiao Aiwen did the work for Ren Lina secretly. Ren Lina was a short-term person. She used to fight for George Sheng and even had no good face to Song Xi. But now George Sheng says he likes Song Xi, and then she is a mother. How can it be?

For the New Year's Eve, Ren Lina smiled and responded: "Happy New Year, come in."

Song Xi is not usually a sentimental person, maybe because of drinking, Ren Lina's smiling face almost made her cry.

The three of them walked in together, no one in the living room, George Sheng asked, "Where is Xiaowen?"

Speaking of Qiao Aiwen, Ren Lina was so angry that she was speechless again. She lifted a sigh and pursed her lips: "What about the room."

George Sheng asked: "Fighting again?"

Ren Lina immediately said: "I don't want to say if you don't ask, she brought back a sheep from outside for the New Year, a live, goat, without markings or flowers, saying that it was given to her by someone in the afternoon kitchen. Ask me if I want to deal with the sheep, I think you like hot pot, so let people clean up the sheep... Well, that ancestor almost didn't lift the roof for me, and she didn't say to raise it, of course I I thought it was for food."

When the voice fell, only a door opened, and then Qiao Aiwen strode out of the room and said with red eyes: "That's the sheep Ling Yue gave me! It was the first time he gave me a gift. You don't know, you can ask. Me? If you say kill, kill it. How can you kill a sheep that is so beautiful and white?"

Ren Lina raised her brows and replied: "Where is it white? I just look at the sheep that doesn't look like raising. The people in the kitchen also said that this is the sheep that Sacheng uses to eat. The lamb is very good. If you are crazy, you want to raise one. The sheep to eat?"

Qiao Aiwen was so angry that she stopped talking, and then said for a few seconds: "You ate someone's pet and you still look like you deserve to be eaten. You don't think it is white, I think it is white!"

For the New Year's Day, Qiao Aiwen and Ren Lina had a lot of debate about whether the goat is white or not, like a pet, and whether it should be slaughtered and eaten.

Song Xi watched a good show before sitting down, and finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Ren Lina glanced at Song Xi, then stared at Qiao Aiwen: "I don't want to quarrel with you, it's embarrassing to celebrate the New Year."

Qiao Aiwen was so angry that she turned to leave, and George Sheng said, "Wash your face out and watch TV."

Qiao Aiwen said: "Uncomfortable, I can't laugh."

Song Xi smiled and said, "Isn't it just a sheep? I said to my senior, let him send you one more."

Qiao Aiwen was still very aggrieved, and said aloud: "I just called him and said that he even scolded me, saying that it was brought to eat, so cute a sheep..."

Song Xi advised her: "The sheep will have something."

Qiao Aiwen lost her temper all afternoon. At this moment, she saw George Sheng and Song Xi come back. The four of them were sitting on the sofa watching TV in the evening. Qiao Aiwen handed Song Xi a packet of snacks.

Song Xi asked: "Beef jerky?"

Qiao Aiwen said: "Jerky lamb, from Ling Yue."

Song Xi asked: "Dried so soon?"

Qiao Aiwen clutched her heart: "Don't, don't remind me, it's not this sheep."

George Sheng was expressionless and said lightly: "Leave her alone, she is not so caring. Even if Ling Yue gives her a bastard, she must act as a swan."