Life With You

The three masters and apprentices had a meal together at noon, and then drove Jiang Zongheng home. Before leaving, Jiang Zongheng joked with a serious face: "Let's go, let's go, all go fall in love."

Ling Yue didn't speak, Song Xipi said, "I listen to you."

The two went downstairs and walked outside the community. Ling Yue was going to find Qiao Aiwen. Song Xi called George Sheng and he told her to go to Haiwei.

Song Xi asked, "Aren't you busy today?"

George Sheng said: "You come here now, I have one hour left."

Song Xi couldn't help but raised the corners of her lips and said, "Wait for me, hurry up."

After speaking, she asked again: "Do you want anything? I will bring you over."

George Sheng said in a low voice, only two words: "I want you."

He was not numb, but Song Xi was numb all over, beautifully hung up the phone, and then hurried to Haiwei.

Upstairs greeted the people below, Song Xi just arrived, the front desk already smiled and nodded, took her to the exclusive elevator, Song Xi went all the way to the top floor, the elevator door opened, George Sheng Yizhu personally picked her up and took her to the office door .

When Song Xi entered the door, George Sheng was having an audio conference. She stepped lightly and walked to the sofa. There were a lot of delicate snacks on the coffee table. George Sheng was not a girl's heart, and she prepared it for her at first glance.

The meeting was all in English. Song Xi was eating while listening to George Sheng speaking in English. She knew that his English was very good. When she came here earlier, she had seen him read all English documents.

Finally George Sheng said, "Let's stop here today."

He hung up, and Song Xi sat on the sofa and clapped his hands: "It's very good."

George Sheng said, "Come here."

Song Xi said, "Come on, I haven't eaten enough yet."

George Sheng said, "I have something to see, so I can bring it to eat."

Nothing, Song Xi had to walk to the desk with a pastry tray. There were several documents and contracts in front of George Sheng. He was sitting on a chair, and she had to stand beside him. George Sheng single-handed her and told her Sit on your lap.

It was the first time that Song Xi sat on his lap in George Sheng's office. Although this movement appeared frequently at home, this place was an office place after all, and it was all in a low-key black, which always gave people a formality. Because of the abstinence, Song Xi's heartbeat was a bit fast, and her cheeks were a little hot.

George Sheng hugged her and looked down at the documents on the table. Song Xi put a piece of cream in and handed it to his lips. George Sheng opened his thin lips and put it in.

"Is it delicious?" Song Xi asked.

"Ok."

Song Xi looked at George Sheng, and really complied with the sentence, the man who works hard is the most handsome, she suddenly became a little idiot, she couldn't stand it anymore, and she leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek.

She was smeared with cherry-colored lip gloss on her mouth. She forgot to kiss him. At this moment, seeing a pink hickey on his cheek, Song Xi lifted the corner of her lips and giggled.

George Sheng looked at it in a glance, picked up the pen, and neatly signed his name at the end.

Putting down the pen, he finally lifted his eyelids and raised his eyes to look at Song Xi. Song Xi just sent a sip of cream into his mouth. Before his lips were closed, George Sheng suddenly raised his hand to clasp her neck and pulled her to In front of oneself, hold your mouth open.

The two tongues touched each other, and it smelled of vanilla cream, both in her mouth and in his mouth.

Song Xi was sitting on George Sheng's lap with a plate in one hand and a fork in the other. She was so soft and weak as she was kissed by him. I don't know when, she put down everything without a trace, and stretched out her hand to wrap his neck.

A few days ago, her "relatives" left, and George Sheng was held back for five days. He was almost insane, so he was caught on fire in the past two days.

Song Xi was placed between his chest and his desk. The limited space aroused infinite desire. In her heart, she thought, what can be done if this continues, she can't be here...Suddenly, her body emptied. It was George Sheng who stood up holding her.

The whole side of his room was covered with glass, and the sun poured in, and there was no corner in the room to hide. She was so afraid that George Sheng would take her to the sofa and she would not be killed.

Walking with long legs, George Sheng hugged her to a pure black wall with only decorative paintings, his thin lips opened, and his voice was already dull: "Press the middle of the dog chain."

In front of Song Xi is an oil painting. I don’t know who is the first king of the United Kingdom. She is wearing a hunting suit, holding a whip, and a hound lying under her feet. The hound is all black and wears a coffee-colored collar. Look, the gem in the middle of the collar turned out to be slightly raised.

Song Xi raised his hand and pressed it, the wall in front of him separated automatically, and George Sheng hugged her and walked in. It turned out that there was a hidden lounge inside.

The two came in, and the wall behind them closed again. Song Xi was pressed on the big bed by George Sheng. While kissing her, he took off her leggings. Song Xi felt that he was a little anxious today, thinking that he could not wait or be late. I was in a hurry because of something, but George Sheng's lips slipped to her ears, and he said in a low voice, "Don't get your underwear wet, I didn't change it."

Song Xi's head suddenly banged, as if fireworks were set off. In an instant, it was all purple and red, and only a dazzling white glow remained.

The windows of the lounge were blocked by heavy black velvet curtains. It was dark and Song Xi was stretched open to the maximum. She had already hugged him tightly, but there was still an illusion that she would be thrown out at any time, although no one could see it here. After all, it's not home. This insecurity keeps Song Xi's heart always carried, but it is also this insecurity that inspires unprecedented excitement.

It's like doing a bad thing secretly, dangerous and exciting in the public.

She endured her refusal to shout. George Sheng urged her into anxieties. She whimpered very little and breathed heavily. He said solemnly, "Don't be afraid, no one will hear you."

Song Xi is very embarrassed, there is always an illusion that people will find out if he shouts.

Outside the office, Yuan Bao came to see George Sheng. When the assistant saw him, he smiled and greeted him, reminding him: "Miss Song is inside."

Yuan Bao nodded without changing his face, walked to the door of the office, knocked on the door for an unprecedented time, no one in the door answered, Yuan Bao hesitated for a moment. If he had something to hand to George Sheng, he would not go in. .

Pushing open the door, he hasn't seen anything yet, and has already reminded him: "Brother Sheng."

Strange, no one responded yet.

Yuan Bao walked in, turning the blind corner and looking to the right. There was no one at the desk and no one on the sofa, but Song Xi’s bag was on the sofa, and the snack on the coffee table was eaten. He walked to the desk. , The file was opened and not closed, and there were plates and forks beside them.

Yuan Bao can almost restore the scene where George Sheng and Song Xi were sitting here before, putting down his things, he turned around and walked out, and walked to the door, suddenly from behind the wall, there was a quiet woman's voice, Yuan Bao's footsteps There was only a second pause, and he quickly walked out, don't listen to any evil.