Chapter 190

George Sheng's voice came from his mobile phone, "go downstairs."

Song Xi asked in a low voice, "what's the matter?"

"I have a pain in my mouth," Georgeson said

Song Xi hesitated for a few seconds, "OK, I'll come down now."

Georgeson hung up without a word.

Song Xi touches the bedside lamp switch and turns on the lamp. She glances at the wall watch. At 5:05 in the morning, it's not bright.

When he lifted the quilt to get out of bed, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back. Song Xi couldn't help frowning and took a breath. He remained motionless for a long time.

He moves his body slowly, turns from side to sitting, and then gets out of bed straight. Song Xizheng wonders how her back aches suddenly. Then he remembers the picture of falling from a tree and being caught by Georges Sheng. It must be that Kung Fu flashed.

Her old waist is not good, and she can't bear the toss.

The back injury recurred. Song Xi didn't dare to bend down, straightened his back, opened the door and went downstairs. When he went down to the second floor, he found that there was no light on on the first floor and it was dark. Is Georges Sheng in the bedroom?

After going downstairs, Song Xi gets the medicine box, turns back to the second floor, stands at the door of the master bedroom and knocks on the door.

"Come in." Sure enough, George Sheng's voice came from the door.

Song Xi pushes the door and goes in. The warm yellow light is on in the room. When he walks through the porch, Song Xi sees George Sheng, a black Pajama, reading by the bed. He doesn't even pick his eyelids. He looks like an old man.

Song Xi did not speak, went to the side of the tea table, put down the medicine box, because she can't bend down, she squatted down to open the medicine box, took out the cotton swab and iodine from inside, and then stood up stiff.

When he came to the bedside, Song Xi looked at George Sheng's lips. His lip color was very light, light pink, and there were almost no lip lines, so the two pieces looked crystal clear and could bear the four characters of "lip powder and teeth white". They were originally very beautiful lips. Now there was a blood cut in the middle of the lower lip, which was like a knife on purpose, affecting the aesthetic feeling.

With his eyes slightly down, Song Xi dipped iodine wine in front of him and said, "did your lips touch water?"

George Sheng black pupil staring at the hands of the book, head does not lift eyes do not open back: "nonsense, do not take a bath?"

Song Xi asked him if he didn't follow the doctor's advice, but instead bit her.

Dip iodine on the cotton swab, and the next step is to wipe it. However, Georges Sheng is lying on the side of the bed, and the bed is relatively low. As a whole, it only reaches Song Xi's thigh. She has to lower down to get it.

She was too lazy to let him get up to avoid more trouble, and she could not bend down herself. She had to bend her knees to reach the same level as him.

When the wet cotton swab touched his lips, it was cold at first and then hot. Georgeson was staring at a certain typesetting in the book. He knew that word, and he knew several words beside it. But when the words were combined together, he suddenly couldn't understand it, because his mind was not in the book at all.

As far as Yu Guang can reach, Song Xi is a cream white silk Pajama with dark hair and picturesque eyebrows. She is the kind of person who looks beautiful without makeup because of her good eyebrows and thick eyelashes.

Under the warm yellow light, her whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of warm Phnom Penh, and her eyes were devout, only staring at Georgeson's lips.

Georges Sheng is unavoidably confused. He calls her up in the middle of the night. No one knows better than him whether it's because of a sore mouth or to upset her.

He said angry words today, and saw that she was at a loss. He thought that she would cry secretly when she went back, but looking at her appearance, it seemed that she didn't cry, and her eyes were not red.

It's hard for George Sheng to accept that he thinks too much, or in other words, he can't admit that he's worried too much, so when Song Xi takes back the cotton swab, he orders in a indifferent voice: "I'm hungry."

"Well."

Song Xi just answered, mouth is not open, finish medicine, she want to get up, but the waist dare not eat strength son, can only stretch out a hand to support the side of the bed, obviously rely on external force to prop up.

Turning to go, Georges Sheng's voice came from behind, "what's the matter?"

Song Xi did not look back, went to the tea table, squatted down and picked up the medicine box, "nothing."

Georges Sheng is not blind. Since she came in, he found that she had to squat down straightly for everything she could do with a bent waist. It was clear that

"Back pain?" He was staring at her back, unable to distinguish between joy and anger.

Song Xi didn't turn back and said to him, "how much do you eat?"

Two people obviously answer not to ask, donkey lip not much horse mouth, George Sheng eye across a touch of sullen, deep voice way: "I'm asking you words."

Song Xizhong turned around. She looked at Georges Sheng beside the bed. Her face was light and she didn't feel happy. She calmly replied, "I'm ok. How much do you eat?"

George Sheng,

He does not blink staring at her, Song Xi also quietly look back at him, George Sheng once again from the bottom of Song Xi's eyes to see her buried in the heart of that stubborn, do not make her anxious, she will not show this pair of dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

The bedroom was quiet. After about ten seconds, George Sheng took the initiative to open his mouth. He asked, "are you competing with me?"

Song Xi's face did not change and said: "no, what strength do I compare with you?"

Georges Sheng did not speak again, still with the eyes that make people cool back, staring at her.

Song Xi has no fear in the whole process. He likes to watch, and she lets him watch enough.

George Sheng's heart was full of anger and laughter, but his face was expressionless and silent for a long time. He suddenly said, "you are beaten outside. There's no reason to go home and lose your temper with me. If you want to get back, just say one thing. I'm not the one to show your face."

Song Xi doesn't know how Georges Sheng knows that she has been beaten. Her heart relaxes and her eyes dodge.

This expression falls in George Sheng's eyes, is her expression of desire to talk and stop, he has already handed the steps to her, waiting for her

"You're hungry. I'll make pimple soup. How much do you want?"

George Sheng never thought that the olive branch he handed out was broken and thrown back by her. Now he was really angry. His face was so cold that even his eyes were frozen.

Slightly swollen lips opened and closed, George Sheng said coldly, "get out."

Song Xi is a thoughtful person. How can she not feel the anger of Georges Sheng? But she is really tired and doesn't want to deal with him any more. She says, "you have a good rest. I'm out."

With that, he turned and left without stopping for half a moment.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Georges Sheng still maintained the action he had just made, holding the book he hadn't read for a long time in his hand, gazing at a place.

Less than ten seconds, he suddenly threw the book in his hand to the ground. He didn't know how to praise it!