Life With You

Song Xi couldn't push him away, and she didn't dare to move too much for fear of touching his left leg. She instinctively raised her hand and touched the back of his head. She coaxed and said, "Be patient and wait until you get better."

George Sheng stared at her with a pair of longing eyes, and his thin lips lightly opened: "I am not Xiaojie." The implication was to tell Song Xi not to coax a child against him, it was useless.

Seeing that he didn't eat soft food, Song Xi frowned decisively, and said solemnly: "Don't look at what the conditions are, you forget the pain before the scar is healed."

George Sheng said: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Song Xi said, "Can your leg move now?"

She was embarrassed to elaborate, can she kneel? Can it bend? Can you work hard?

George Sheng looked at her with a low voice: "You are on it."

Song Xi's brain buzzed, and then her pretty face suddenly turned red. Although the two have been married for a year and a half, they haven't been married for too long, and they are still newly married. He suddenly said this...

"You're crazy, are you?" Song Xi became angry from embarrassment, and then added in a low voice like a thief: "This is the hospital."

George Sheng said, "Lock the door."

Song Xi’s face is getting redder and red, and he has lived for more than 20 years. The hospital has always been a place of work. I think Han Chunmeng and Gu Dongxu drank too much and slept in the hospital bed for a night. Now they have become Gu’s words. Now George Sheng makes such a request...

Song Xi refused decisively, "No."

George Sheng's arms around her waist tightened, and his voice became deeper, "I really thought about it. Do you bear to see me uncomfortable?"

He is a man who doesn't scream pain when he is shot, but he is screaming at the moment.

Song Xi dared not look at his eyes, so she kept her eyes away and said, "Don't think about it."

George Sheng said: "After thinking about it, just thinking about it, can I control it?"

Song Xi coaxed in a good voice, "Be patient, wait for you to go home..."

George Sheng held her with one hand and stroked her face with the other. In an instant, Song Xi's sweat pores opened and goose bumps appeared. He pulled her down and closed his eyes and kissed her. Song Xi wanted to calm his restlessness with the kiss. Unexpectedly, there was no turning back arrow when he opened the bow. This kiss did not have a soothing effect, but instead made the fuse burn shorter and shorter.

She took advantage of the last trace of reason to escape, George Sheng took her hand and pressed it to her trousers chain, and said in a very low voice: "I will die."

These four words are like the black wings spread by the devil, instantly shielding all reason and shrouding Song Xi in the darkness. She is really soft-hearted and really distressed, and can't bear to see him so uncomfortable.

Lock the door of the outermost room, the door of the master bedroom, and the door of the bathroom, as if only in this way can people find a sense of security in danger.

There is a chair in the bathroom. George Sheng is sitting on it, naked with his strong upper body and slender legs wrapped in trousers. Song Xi is standing not far away, his heartbeat is like a drum, and he is tense more tense than the first time the two.

George Sheng beckoned to her, like a big bad wolf who coaxed Little Red Riding Hood, his lips moved up and down slightly, and he said two words inaudibly: "Come here."

When Song Xi walked over with his scalp numb and untied his trousers, his heart was in his throat.

George Sheng stroked her cheek, swiped his thumb lightly, and whispered softly: "Don't be embarrassed, we are a husband and wife, it's just right."

Song Xi looked down, and a voice floated across his buzzing brain: It was justified, but without looking at the occasion, it was really going to die. Either he or she died today.

She doesn’t move fast, it can be called grind, every minute and every second is painful torture for George Sheng, but knowing that she is right in front of him, and that the pain is temporary, will soon usher in unparalleled joy. , So this "darkness before dawn" also has a different taste.

She was wearing a Gucci red striped student skirt on the upper body, and he was wearing casual trousers on the lower body. The two of them sat on the same chair. Song Xi put his arms around George Sheng’s neck and buried his face in a position where he could not see. In broad daylight, in a confined space, she He bit his lip without making a single sound, but his brows always frowned.

George Sheng let out a familiar pant in her ear, much earlier than before, as if she was on the verge of losing control as soon as she touched it.

Song Xi understood the inconvenience of his legs. He blushed and controlled the dominance. In the small bathroom, everyone's breath and subtle syllables were magnified. Later, he held her waist and started to use force. Song Xi almost lost his soul. At first, it was naturally a physical reaction, but then I realized that I was so frightened that I hurriedly pressed his shoulders and said with a trembling voice: "Don't move your legs."

George Sheng's handsome face was covered with fine beads of sweat. At this moment, like an uncontrolled machine, supporting her honestly, Song Xi couldn't control him at all. He opened his mouth to talk, but the words were all crushed and whimpered. .

She couldn't make a sound. She knew that the door was locked at all levels, but she was still afraid of it, so she felt a sense of inspiration. She stretched her arm and opened the faucet not far away. The sound of water was somewhat suppressed. Moaning in a small space, she hugged George Sheng’s neck tightly. It was not the first time she felt this way when the consciousness was separated from the body. It seemed that only her and George Sheng were left in the world, and they were each other’s world. The only one in it.

Afterwards Song Xi got up to tidy up, George Sheng also stood up on the wall, she immediately helped him and said, "What are you doing?"

George Sheng's voice was hoarse, and he said, "Clean up."

Song Xi said, "No, you sit down and I will wipe it for you."

George Sheng said: "I need my wife's help in this matter, am I a cripple?"

In George Sheng's heart, it was because his legs were inconvenient that Song Xi kept the vacancy for a month. She also tried her best in the process. Now she is required to clean up the mess afterwards, but he can't do it.

Song Xi heard that, from the numb heart to the limbs, he secretly said that he is sometimes cute as a big man.

After dragging his injured leg, George Sheng cleaned it up by himself. Song Xi simply took a bath. He couldn't touch the water. He watched from the side. Song Xi turned his back to him and said: "I am getting thicker now. , I blame you."

George Sheng said: "I like thick-skinned people."

Song Xi turned around and splashed some water on his face. As expected, she couldn't be thicker than him.

George Sheng leaned back on the chair, the bathroom was full. He was wearing only his pants, his upper body was topless, and the corners of his lips were lightly curled up. A fascinating smile immediately appeared on his handsome face. Song Xi faced such a face. How can I get angry, I pretended to be unhappy, but when I watched it, I suddenly became happy, a perfect interpretation of what is to be exuberant.

George Sheng looked at her and said, "I don't hate being hospitalized anymore."

Many times, he is straightforward like a child, saying whatever he has in his heart, without hiding it.

Song Xi looked at him, her pink lips pursed, and half-jokingly and half-seriously replied: "I am not sure whether I am a doctor or something."