Chapter 37

Song Xi is sleeping, suddenly someone patted her head, "get up."

Song Xi wakes up and opens her eyes. She sees a shadow appear in front of her. She raises her eyes and looks up. Georges Sheng looks down at her.

It's hard to say whether it's a fire or a panic. Song Xi doesn't even have the mood to swear. Anyway, she has woken up and turned over.

All of a sudden, there was a pain in her waist. She couldn't help but "hiss" and took a breath.

Originally, George Sheng was ready to leave. Hearing the sound, he looked at her again.

Song Xi frowned and reached for his back waist.

George Sheng asked, "what's the matter?"

Song Xi didn't answer, and tried to move herself. As a result, she couldn't make any effort on her waist. Her eyebrows were deeper, so she had to rub them with one hand.

Seeing this, Georges Sheng frowned and asked again, "what's wrong with your waist?"

Song Xi didn't want to be so directly watched by him. He said in a voice, "if you have something to do, go ahead."

George Sheng's low, lazy voice said, "what did I bring you for?"

Song Xi lowered his eyes and turned his hand from kneading to beating. She didn't want to drop the chain, and she didn't want to be scolded by him as soon as she opened her eyes.

Just as he was competing with himself, Song Xi Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the black silk trousers approaching her. As soon as she looked up, Georges Sheng was close in front of her. He lifted the blanket and bent down his tall body. One hand went through her back and the other hand went through the knee bend. In Song Xi's suddenly shrinking pupil, he was a beautiful face that he could not bear.

George Sheng holds Song Xi up and turns to walk towards the big bed.

Song Xi was really surprised. He grasped his clothes instinctively and asked: "what are you doing?"

She wanted to struggle, but her waist was too painful to use her strength.

This time, it's George Sheng's turn not to speak. He goes to the big bed and slightly bends down to put her down. Song Xi clasps the sheet in one hand and tries to escape from the dangerous area. However, George Sheng holds one of her arms and one of her legs and turns it over for her as if it were a cake.

It's really in the blink of an eye. Song Xi doesn't know what's going on. He's lying face down.

He put his hands on her waist. Song Xi was frightened and flustered. He tried his best to scratch him.

"Pa" a sound, Song Xi eat pain, beautiful facial features together, retracted back of the hand was hit by him quickly red.

George Sheng's cold voice came from behind, "if you don't want to paralyze, don't make me angry."

Song Xi doesn't know whether it's a backache or a fear of being beaten by him. He doesn't resist for a long time. George Sheng's big hand is still on her waist. After Song Xi calms down, he suddenly realizes that he is pressing her waist!

From the side waist to the spine, Georges Sheng's technique is professional. When he presses it, Song Xi suddenly grabs the sheet and shouts: "Hey, pain, pain..."

Georgeson pauses a little, then presses the middle position again.

Song Xi immediately nervous, "don't touch here, it's too painful."

George Sheng didn't listen to her. He pressed his thumbs at the place where she said it hurt, but his strength was reduced. Can Rao is so, Song Xi or pain to his face buried in bed, die of gritting his teeth.

I don't know if Song Xi felt numb after pressing a place for a long time. Song Xi gradually felt that he could adapt to the pain. Moreover, through a thin layer of silk pajamas, the heat on Georgeson's hand completely spread to Song Xi's skin, which was almost hot.

No longer thinking about the pain in her head, she began to think about other messy things. For example, Song Xi felt a little embarrassed. At this time, she was lying on the bed like a dead fish, and Georges Sheng was sitting beside the bed, with her hands on her whole back, mainly at the back of her waist, pressing and pinching.

She knew it was a sudden accident, and Georgeson would never want to take advantage of her, but... After all, men and women are different, and she didn't wear underwear in her pajamas. Every time his big hand slipped through his back through his pajamas, she always had a sense of shame to be seen through by him.

"Move."

Song Xizheng is immersed in her own world. She doesn't hear what Georges Sheng said.

Raising her head slightly, she pretended to be calm and asked, "what?"

George Sheng was sitting by the bed with a face of impatience. "I'll let you try to move."

In the morning, what bad luck did he have? He had to work as a mechanic for her.

Song Xi lay on his stomach and tried to turn over with his waist strength. As expected, there was no sharp tingling before, but it was a little sour, but it didn't get in the way.

Happy for a moment, she said with a sincere smile to Georges Sheng, "you are so powerful, and you have this ability?"

George Sheng glanced at her coldly and angrily. Song Xi awkwardly withdrew his smile, sat up slowly, smoothed the broken hair in his ear, and said in a soft voice, "thank you."

George Sheng got up, pulled his face and said, "if you have nothing to do, get out of bed and clean up."

Song Xi or lead his love, quickly moved out of bed, is going to change clothes.

"Dangdang", a knock came from the door, accompanied by a familiar male voice: "brother Sheng, are you up?"

It's Yuanbao.

"Get up," Georgeson replied

Yuan Baodao: "the Cheng family sent a driver to wait downstairs."

"In five minutes."

After listening for five minutes, Song Xi ran to the suitcase to get the clothes. Instinctively, she bent down, but the waist still hurt. She grinned and slowed down, from bending down to squatting down. After taking the clothes, she turned to the bathroom and said to Georges Sheng, "if you are in a hurry, you can use the partition bathroom. Thank you."

Song Xi is very quick. He brushes his teeth, washes his face and changes his clothes. It takes less than three minutes. She doesn't need make-up, which depends on her natural beauty. Her skin is white, her eyebrows are thick, her eyes are bright, her teeth are white, her lips are red and her teeth are white.

When George Sheng goes to the next room to wash his face and brush his teeth and goes back to the master bedroom to change his clothes, Song Xi is ready to sit on the sofa waiting for him.

George Sheng looked at her for two or three seconds. Song Xi asked, "is this OK?"

She is a casual dress, but it doesn't make people feel naive, just simple and generous.

Song Xi thinks that George Sheng is looking at her clothes. In fact, he is looking at her make-up. If she doesn't wear any make-up, he really has to admit that she is very beautiful; If she does, she's really fast.

Of course, these are all his inner activities. On the surface, he didn't change his face. He said faintly, "make do."

Song Xi saw that George Sheng was going to change her clothes. She got up and said, "I'll wait for you first."

With her bag on her back, she stepped downstairs. Yuanbao and Wang Qingbin were sitting on the sofa on the first floor smoking. When they saw her coming down, they stood up and called Miss Song.

Song Xi responded with a smile: "brother Wang, good morning."

As for Yuanbao, she didn't know what to call her. For the time being, she only said, "good morning."