Life With You

Song Xi was also surprised for a moment, then she picked up her beautiful eyes and said with certainty: "He promised to give you the land alone?"

George Sheng didn't answer and asked, "What did you tell him?" He would let an old fox like Cheng Deqing willingly throw his eggs into a basket.

Song Xi was only 50% sure at first, and she was also betting, but now that she won, she couldn't tell whether she was happy or surprised.

After a few seconds, she replied loudly: "He is looking at your face, I just gave him a reassurance."

Everyone is smart. Sometimes the specific process is not important. The key is the result.

George Sheng didn't expect it to go so smoothly. Originally, he was only 70% sure of it.

Glancing at Song Xi meaningfully, George Sheng was rarely willing to open his mouth to praise her, but his tone was vaguely praised and ridiculed, "It's worthy of Xiehe's heart, the medicine is cured."

Like him, Song Xi replied meaningfully: "You still have a good prescription behind you."

The two lost their swords and complimented each other. Although this compliment sounded a bit provocative, in general, after winning the first battle, Song Xi was relieved secretly. Success is not better. At least she left George Sheng here. With value, he wouldn't kick her off into anger.

But, inexplicably unhappy.

When a person works hard not to win, but to survive in the cracks, the harder he works, the more sad.

George Sheng seemed to be in a good mood. After returning to the small building, he took the initiative to ask Song Xi: "How is the man pressing?"

Song Xi didn't know what he was saying after a little bit of thought, and replied, "It's pretty good, my waist is much better."

George Sheng said: "Let her come over and help you press for a while."

Song Xi nodded, "Yes."

There are ready-made masseurs, what kind of crime does she suffer?

Song Xi and George Sheng walked upstairs, reaching the second floor, one to the right and the other to the left, just like passers-by who parted ways. They did not miss each other.

Song Xi took a bath, changed her pajamas and lay on the guest bed waiting for someone to come.

The massage master has a good skill, which is comparable to the "Rejuvenation Hall" she often visits in the night city. She lay on the bed and fell asleep again.

She had a dream in which a tall man with a fuzzy face was with her. Although she couldn't see his face clearly, she knew who he was. She hadn't seen him for a long time. She thought he was both distressed and tired. I want to escape because I am wronged.

But the man hugged her from behind and cried out reluctantly: "Xie'er, don't be angry with me, okay?"

Song Xi's heart twisted like a knife, her lips pressed tightly, tears rolling in her eyes.

She wanted to question him loudly, but she didn't know where to start.

Behind her ears was her thoughtful voice, and said in a low voice: "I'm back and never leave again."

Song Xi suddenly couldn't help crying, and turned around. She hugged him with all her strength, with only one sentence in her heart: I miss you so much, don't leave me.

The man hugged her and kept chanting her name in a low voice, saying: "Xie'er, Xi'er..."

The scene suddenly turned around. The two were already in the kitchen. The man was wearing aprons around his waist. The gas stoves on both sides were cooking, and the tip of his nose was full of the tempting fragrance of index fingers.

He told her to come over, she rubbed against him and watched him scoop out a small spoonful of lump soup from the milk pot for the two.

The lump soup was choked with tomatoes, so the color was red. The man blew gently and carefully before it was delivered to Song Xi's mouth.

She opened her mouth and ate it, but it was still hot, so she curled her tongue and hissed.

"Eat slowly."

Song Xi put her arms around his waist and raised her head to give him a thumbs up.

This time she saw the man's face clearly, it was George Sheng's appearance, but in the dream, she knew it was not George Sheng, he was hers...

"Miss Song, Miss Song?"

Song Xi was awakened and opened her eyes slightly. She stared at a certain place from her birth. The window was opposite. It took her a few seconds to realize that the sky was completely dark, and the light came from the chandelier above her head.

Turning around slowly, she found that the person standing by the bed was Yuan Bao.

Yuan Bao said aloud: "Miss Song, Brother Sheng asked me to call you. I just knocked on the door for a long time, but you didn't hear it."

He needs to explain why he came in directly.

Song Xi went out this time with a full set of pajamas and pajamas. She wore more pajamas in the room than outside, so she was not embarrassed. Sitting up, she answered: "I slept too hard."

Yuan Bao said: "Brother Sheng is waiting for you outside."

Song Xi answered, after Yuan Bao went out, she didn't move immediately, but sat on the side of the bed, her eyes trembled.

The dream just now... I don't know why she dreamed of him. She hasn't dreamed of him for a long time. Maybe because she had a pimple soup a few days ago, she dreamed of such a scene inexplicably.

George Sheng was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading a book, Yuan Bao was teasing the giraffe by the window, Song Xi got out of the guest bedroom after getting dressed, her mood was inexplicably depressed, and she asked indifferently, "Would you like to see Cheng Deqing?"

George Sheng closed the book, looked up at Song Xi, and replied indifferently as usual: "No, go out for supper."

Song Xi was slightly surprised, and stood still hesitating for a while.

George Sheng got up, Yuan Bao also put down the leaves and walked over. The former said: "Cheng Deqing called and told us not to go there."

Song Xi was clear, but in fact, she didn't want to go to Cheng Deqing's place. When she got there, she would put on another face, tired.

Following George Sheng downstairs, behind the Yuanbao Palace, Song Xi asked, "Who else?"

George Sheng said: "Just the three of us, who else do you want to date?"

Song Xi muttered in his heart, he was used to acting, and always felt that everything he did was purposeful. The three of them had a sense of loss when they went out for dinner.

Yuan Bao drove, and George Sheng sat behind Song Xi. She actively bent over and went in. George Sheng saw that she was moving more dexterously, and 80% of it was that her waist didn't hurt so much.

Song Xi was also silent after getting in the car. There was nothing to say, but Yuan Bao had a few words with George Sheng.

George Sheng said: "Go to Bihai Chaosheng, don't you like the water snake porridge there."

Yuan Bao said: "I can eat anything, mainly depends on Miss Song."

Upon hearing this, Song Xi took the sentence: "I can do anything, you decide."

George Sheng asked, "Are you used to Cantonese food?"

This is for Song Xi. Song Xi is not in the mood to chat, so he replied: "It's okay."

In the end, the Bihai Chaosheng was ordered, and Song Xi thought to himself, the most expensive and hottest place in Panzhou, the celebrities used to have to make an appointment in advance. They are going directly to this way, can there be a place?

However, it turned out that she was worrying too much. Yuan Bao drove all the way to Bihai Chaosheng. Outside the door of the huge store, famous cars gathered, and walked into the magnificent hotel lobby. Someone immediately came up to greet him, and when he approached the front desk, The manager-like person glanced over here, with surprise in his eyes, hurried three steps and two steps to greet him.

He smiled and said hello, "Brother Sheng, Brother Bao, when will you come to Bazhou?"