Chapter 300

George Sheng only took a few mouthfuls of the cake. Of course, he didn't meet Song Xi. Putting down his fork, he looked at the person opposite and asked, "how long do you want to keep it here?"

Song Xi stayed up all night and couldn't think of a good topic. He packed up and said, "no, let's go."

The two cats are sleeping soundly on the sofa. Song Xi carefully packs them into the suitcase. She carries them one by one and carries the bag with her left hand. She bends down to hold the little wolf dog. Unexpectedly, the little wolf dog is limping and running very fast. She jumps to georgesheng's leg.

Song Xi has a lot of things on his body. When he comes to him, he naturally drags her bag. Song Xi is stunned and finds that he wants to help her. He says thank you, but his face is a little hot.

With two cats on his back and a dog in his arms, Song Xi goes out of the private room with George Sheng and goes to the front desk. George Sheng takes out his wallet to pay for the bill. Song Xi doesn't argue with him. He knows that he's not bad for the small money.

The boss is sitting in the front desk playing with the computer. Song Xi smiles politely: "thank you, boss."

The boss didn't want to look back. When he heard this, he had to raise his head, laugh and laugh, "you're welcome. Come often when you have time."

Then, his eyes fell on George Sheng's face and asked tentatively, "is this your husband?"

As soon as these words came out, Song Xi's brain was buzzing. He didn't want to mention any pot. He didn't dare to look at George Sheng's face. Song Xi almost nodded.

There are also two young girls in the front desk. They are all envious.

After paying the bill, Georges Sheng and Song Xi went out one by one. The salesgirl shook her head with emotion. "I'm glad that the flowers were not put on the cow dung for the first time. Didn't I say that all the good-looking ones went to get rich? Why are parents so good-looking and husbands so handsome? "

Another same expression said: "no wonder we can't find a handsome man, and the boss can't find a beautiful woman. It turns out that handsome men are married to beautiful women."

The boss is the most heartfelt, sighed: "I also wasted two cakes, a fruit plate, a snack plate, hot face pasted on the cold butt."

When she got out of the coffee shop, George Sheng went to the driver's side. Song Xi pulled off the co driver and sat in. She knew that the matter was not over just now. Sure enough, as soon as the door was closed, when she was wearing her seat belt, George Sheng's voice came: "what did you say to people outside?"

Song Xili raised her head and said, "I didn't talk about it. Before, the boss talked to me a little. I said I was married."

She didn't know he was coming.

George Sheng looked ahead and started the car. A few seconds later, he suddenly said, "there are too many shameless people these days. Next time, to put it another way, you don't like men."

Song Xizhen didn't expect that when George Sheng was still joking, he immediately couldn't help but lift his lips and said in a voice, "I said that in the early years, until a girl confessed to me later, I didn't dare to say anything more."

George Sheng with a somewhat provocative voice asked: "show off you eat all men and women?"

Song Xi a serious tone back: "I grew up looking pretty."

Georges Sheng snorted very lightly and said blatantly, "I've never seen you talk so much."

Song Xi said: "I'm deliberately modest. In fact, I'm not pretty, I'm pretty."

George Sheng couldn't help looking at her. Song Xi hung his head slightly and touched the little wolf dog on his leg. The light in the car was dim, but it didn't hinder him. He could clearly see her side face radian, full forehead, long eyelashes, protruding nose, plump lips, and pointed chin.

He asked against his will, "where are you looking?"

Song Xi did not look up, tone sparse, ordinary way back: "from small to large, no one said I look ugly."

"It's not ugly, it doesn't mean it's good-looking," Georgeson said

Song Xi is still so proud that he can't understand his tone: "personal aesthetic is not the same, and some people think that Wu Yanzu is not handsome."

"It's average," Georges said lukewarm

Song Xi is so anxious that she chokes to death. If it's the second one, she will fight with him.

But this is what Georges Sheng said. Forget it, but I have to forgive him.

When they got back to Cuicheng mountain, they had electricity at home. As soon as they entered the house, Song Xi suddenly thought of something and said to George Sheng, "do you know how to cure the dog's biting?"

George Sheng said, "close the cage."

Song Xi said: "it will recover in two days. At that time, it will be sent back. It won't take long to buy a cage. I'm afraid it will be uncomfortable if I buy a small cage."

George Sheng asked, "do you know who lost it? Where to? "

Song Xi hesitated: "the doctor in the pet shop said it looks good. It's probably a family owned one. If you lose a dog, will you post a dog search message nearby?"

Georges Sheng tone light: "think too much."

He changed his slippers and walked in, followed by song Ximan for two seconds: "by the way, I'm going to buy bed sheets and quilt covers. By the way, I'll help you choose some colors that help you sleep. Do you try to use them?"

She asked, but without looking back, George Sheng walked upstairs and said, "what color?"

Song Xi did not dare to say pink, first to a more moderate color: "blue."

George Sheng didn't even think, "No."

Song Xi said: "it's not sky blue, it's dark blue. The sea is blue. It's low-key and deep. It doesn't look abrupt."

George Sheng was speechless. Seeing that he had stepped to the second floor, Song Xi said, "I'll choose one for you first, and you'll have a try when you come back."

George Sheng didn't refuse. That's the agreement.

When Song Xi comes back to her room, the cat and dog put down and go to bed. She picks up some books on the tea table, goes downstairs, heats up another glass of milk and knocks on Georges Sheng's door.

"In."

As soon as George Sheng finished his bath and sat on the sofa to brush his hair, Song Xi put the milk in his hand and put down the book, saying, "these books are all suitable for turning over before going to bed. Tell me when you've finished reading them, and I'll change them for you."

George Sheng opened the top book, and it turned out to be a complete collection of short jokes.

Looking up at Song Xi, he asked in a voice, "didn't you bring me the wrong book?"

Song Xi is that serious face again: "no, this is what I specially choose for you. I'm afraid you can't read it. There are a thousand little jokes in it, each of which is very short. I read the first few pages, which is quite funny."

George Sheng said, "do you want me to talk about cross talk after watching it?"

Song Xi replied, "just be happy yourself. You don't have to coax anyone to be happy, and you don't have to coax anyone to be happy. Self entertainment is the most reliable. What's more happy than happiness?"

It's good to be happy. George Sheng forgot how long it took for no one to ask him if he was happy. Everyone was smiling in front of him, but everyone just wanted to get something from him to make himself happy.

Song Xi said, just be happy.