Chapter 305

Back in Cuicheng mountain, Song Xi goes to the third floor first. Georges Sheng asks her to take down all the cats and dogs and circle them in her room every day. She is not afraid of depression.

Song Xi ties a bell around the little wolf dog's neck and jingles when she runs. She feels very cute. After seeing it, Georges Sheng is disgusted. She says that she treats the dog as a cat, but the key is not to see what kind of dog it is. A good wolf dog makes her mother angry.

Song Xi said, "it's not my dog. When I come back from Fujian, I'll take it back to find its owner."

After hearing this, Georges Sheng took a look at her, and Song Xi said as usual: "I wanted to say that in your office before, but later it happened. I'm going to mincheng tomorrow, and I'll go back the same day. Please arrange someone to follow me."

After an accident, Song Xi has become more cautious. First, it's about her vital interests. Second, if she really encounters any trouble, it's George Sheng who will take care of the aftermath. It's better to make preparations.

She looked calm, Georges Sheng also casually asked: "you want to run to Fujian city every three or five times. What people in Fujian city worry you?"

Song Xi replied, "a friend helped me before. I owe him a favor. He had a car accident in mincheng. I promised to see him."

George Sheng face light asked: "want to donate money?"

Song Xi looked at him, and after a pause, he replied with a smile: "who told you that people are short of money?"

"Philanthropy has gone too long recently," said Georgeson

Song Xi said with a smile: "there is no place to spend more money, right?"

George Sheng Yin measurement of horizontal her one eye, Song Xi quickly close, go to the kitchen to prepare to eat.

On the way to cooking, Song Xi answers a phone call from Qi Wei. His first sentence is: "I've seen the weather forecast for tomorrow. It's a very good day. You don't have to worry about meeting a typhoon again."

Song Xi raised his lips and said with a smile, "I've seen it, too. I'll learn from it. I don't want to take the train and the plane and the car again."

Qi Wei said: "you have caught up with Xiaolongnv. Before you came, the city of Fujian is sunny and windy. When you come, the typhoon will leave in two or three days."

Song Xixiao said: "when I went back to the night city, it rained heavily. I knew I had the ability to call the wind and the rain, so I should apply to be stationed in the desert area and contribute to the cause of solving the drought."

They are chatting, Song Xi is back to the kitchen door, did not see when George Sheng came, only heard his voice: "where is the litchi?"

Song Xi a turn head, to his line of sight, followed by a way: "in the refrigerator."

Qi did not smell the speech and asked in a voice, "are you busy?"

Song Xi said: "preparing dinner."

"So virtuous?" he said with a smile

Song Xi thought, Qi Wei didn't see what she did, otherwise tears would flow down.

Qi Wei always has a look, did not say two words, let her go busy, just hang up the phone.

George Sheng opened the refrigerator and took out a large crystal bowl. The bottom of the bowl was covered with ice and the top was covered with fresh lychees.

Song Xi stirred the yam porridge in the pot, turned his head and said, "litchi is a little cold. Don't eat too much. I'll have porridge for a while."

George Sheng was sitting on the chair with a long finger holding a litchi. His shelling action was so impressive that he didn't raise his eyes. He said to himself, "you go to mincheng tomorrow and help me bring some Fuji back."

Song Xi answered, "good."

George Sheng said, "I want to pick it now."

Song Xi asked, "where can I buy the fresh ones?"

Georges Sheng said: "north peak, there is a special production of orange."

Song Xi asked, "I'm not familiar with mincheng. Is Beifeng far from the city?"

George Sheng said: "not far away. It's only three hours to come back. Plus the time to pick oranges, four hours is enough. You can also enjoy the scenery of the north peak by the way. It's not bad."

Song Xi's eyes flashed a bit of embarrassment, "I'll be in mincheng at more than 10 o'clock tomorrow. I'll go to the downtown hospital to see my friends at nearly 12 o'clock. I'll fly back at 7 o'clock in the evening, and I'll only have five or six hours to plan my way. I'm afraid it's not enough."

George Sheng raised his eyelids, looked at her and said, "how long does it take you to see a friend? An hour or two is not enough? "

This question... Song Xi is speechless. It seems that she is going to pick oranges and visit friends by the way.

She wanted to retort, but Georges Sheng was like a good friend to me, but she didn't dare to refuse easily.

Seeing this, Georges Sheng put down a sentence: "you can do it by yourself. If you have time, you can take it. If you don't have time, you can't take it."

That's what he said, but the tone is just the opposite. Song Xi has the feeling that if an orange returns to her, she will not return.

I have many feelings in my heart. I have to bow my head under the eaves.

For dinner, Song Xi prepared Chinese yam porridge, fried ham and eggs, and wanted to talk about the eggs again. Song Xi was afraid that the oil would splash on the eggs, so she hid away from the pot and fried them while they were cooking. She was a chicken thief. When she put them on the plate, she put the battered side down, and the top layer looked like a sugar heart.

After sitting down, Georges Sheng saw a bowl of white porridge with fried eggs and ham. For a moment, he felt the urge to convert to Buddhism at any time.

Song Xi stealthily looks at his face and says before he gets angry: "it's better to eat light food, it's helpful to sleep."

George Sheng pursed his beautiful lips and said nothing. Song Xi said, "don't be angry. It's very important to guard against arrogance and irritability. If you have too much mood swings, you won't be able to sleep at night."

She coaxed her for a long time, Georges Sheng finally reluctantly picked up the chopsticks, his first is to clip fried eggs, Song Xi guilty, afraid to show the scorched side, but in the heart and fluke, secret way should not see.

But she forgot that Georges Sheng was a man of great vigilance. There were always tricksters who wanted to harm me. What she said was himself.

Song Xi, a man who doesn't fry eggs easily on weekdays, can one day serve an omelette without careful inspection. Sure enough, he turns the omelette over

The air has solidified.

The eggs are divided into two sides, one half of which is half cooked, and the other side is in deep water. Georgeson's face, like the eggs, is uncertain.

Song Xi's expression was unexpected and serious: "ah, what's wrong? I didn't even see it

Said, she Ma Liu son handed his bowl, "paste is not good for the body, you don't eat, I come."

George Sheng was also very polite. He let go of his chopsticks and the eggs fell into Song Xi's bowl.

Song Xi is also hard to swallow, but her words are just like the water poured out. Under the gaze of George Sheng, she picks up the egg and delivers it to her mouth.

"Well, am I one egg short? It's like I'm being mean to you every day. "

George Sheng suddenly opens his mouth, and his tone is full of teasing and bad. But Song Xi is especially glad that he suddenly grows a heart. To show her affection, she puts down the fried eggs, looks at him and asks, "do you eat boiled eggs? I'm a good cook

George Sheng has no interest, light way: "don't eat."

After that, he picked up the golden ham and bit it carelessly. Before he could chew it, George Sheng took a paper towel and spat it out. Then he looked at Song Xi calmly and said, "come on, have a taste."