Chapter 352

With tears in her eyes, Song Xi helps George Sheng to deal with the wound. She immediately turns around and goes to the bedside. There are cakes under the bed. She is wronged for no reason, but she can't cry. For a short time, she is at a loss. She bends down, holds half of the cake that fell on the bedside table, and turns around and walks out.

George Sheng, sitting on the sofa, always looked at her and tried to stop her, but he didn't speak immediately.

There is no dustbin in his room. Song Xi goes out for a while and comes in with the dustbin and the wet towel.

Squatting under the bedside table, Song Xi picks up the cake on the carpet and throws it into the garbage can.

Georges Sheng came from behind her and sat down beside the bed. Song Xi saw his black pajamas at her hand. He sat and she squatted. This position made her feel ashamed and sent her surprise to the end. She did it like a maid.

Just thinking about it, a voice came from the top of my head: "Song Xi."

It's Georges Sheng's voice. Hearing it, Song Xi instinctively looks up to see him, but before he can see it clearly, he just feels pale in front of him. Song Xi is stunned and squats in the same place. Most of his face is covered with pink cream.

After seven or eight seconds, song Xicai's eyelashes trembled and opened his eyes tentatively.

Through a layer of cream, the dark pupil looks at Georges Sheng in front of him. His face is still beautiful, but she doesn't see happiness and anger. She looks down slowly. His right hand on his leg is full of cream. Song Xi is still in the state of brain crash, so she doesn't say a word.

George Sheng slightly drooped his eyes at her, thin lips gently opened: "forgive you."

Their eyes are opposite. Song Xi looks at him without blinking. After a few seconds, his eyelashes tremble slightly, and his tears will fall down when he speaks.

George Sheng said, "hold it back."

Song Xi wanted to hold it, but he couldn't hold it. On his face smeared with cream, any micro expression was very funny, like a opera singer. Seeing this, George Sheng scratched something at the bottom of his eyes, and then said in a low voice, "you let me see blood and make my room like this. I can't even retaliate?"

His voice was deep and sweet. He couldn't hear anger and teasing. He just had a little temper.

Song Xi nodded: "OK."

Her big eyes were black and bright, and her face was white and powdery with cream. She squatted beside his legs, like an angry little daughter-in-law.

Georgeson tried to pull her up, but somehow, as soon as he raised his hand, he couldn't help but put some cream on her face.

Song Xi was forced to close his eyes and frown.

George Sheng lips hook, the smile under the eyes can let the iceberg melt.

After waiting for a few seconds, Song Xi wants to open his eyes, but his eyelashes just move, and there is a thick cream, which makes Song Xi hum.

George Sheng must have gone to the bedside table again to touch the cream, otherwise it couldn't have been so much!

Song Xi's grievances gradually turned into anger, but the enemy was in the light, she was in the dark, she did not dare to open her eyes, only asked aloud: "enough?"

Song Xi couldn't see Georges Sheng's smile. He just heard him "hum.".

Song Xi didn't believe him. He carefully closed his eyes and turned around. After moving a few steps, he opened his eyes. He got up and went to the tea table where he put the paper and wiped his face with the paper.

Seeing that she did not cry, Georges Sheng got up to wash her hands in the bathroom. As she passed by Song Xi, Song Xi suddenly called out: "Georges Sheng."

George Sheng looks around. Song Xixiu raises her hand to wipe it on George Sheng's face. But George Sheng reacts very quickly and clasps her wrist, so he is embarrassed again. Song Xi holds up her right hand full of cream and looks at George Sheng's face, but he can't touch it.

George Sheng held her slender wrist and felt that she was still stretching forward. He glanced at her and said, "I'm tired of being crooked?"

Song Xi said: "birthdays should be wiped on each other."

With that, she touched her face with her left hand, and then raised her hand to rub against him. How could Georges Sheng give her a chance to buckle her left wrist again, frowning slightly. He threatened in a deep voice: "be honest."

Song Xihuo went out and couldn't move her wrists. She moved her fingers and said to George Sheng, "it's a waste of food if you don't eat the cake in your mouth. It's a waste of food if you throw it directly. It's like this. Let me wipe it."

She really tried her best to stretch forward, but this strength in front of Georgeson was like shaking a tree.

George Sheng looked at her face, her beautiful eyes flashed a banter: "afraid of waste?"

Song Xi said, "this cake is very expensive. We should let it die properly."

As the voice falls, George Sheng's hand suddenly loosens. Song Xizheng wonders if he wants to open it. As a result, George Sheng folds her arm, grabs her wrist and wipes the cream on her palm back to her face.

A few seconds ago, Song Xi didn't expect it. She opened her eyes and opened her mouth. When she tasted the sweetness in her mouth, she immediately closed her eyes and mouth, clenched her fist, and didn't let him succeed.

Seeing that she was all over her face, Georges Sheng let go and stepped aside with a smile in his eyes.

Song Xi stood in the same place, confused. After a while, he opened his eyes, found the position where Georges Sheng was standing, and glared at him.

This time, George Sheng didn't hide his smile. He said in a slightly sarcastic tone, "it's not a waste."

Song Xi stares at him fiercely for a few seconds. Then at a certain moment, like a small firecracker that has been ignited, she suddenly turns and rushes to the bedside table, where there is a lot of unfinished cake "Wreckage". She takes one with her hand, then turns around and pours on George Sheng: "I'll fight with you!"

What's the old saying? When a calf goes mad, tigers are not afraid.

Song Xi is now barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes. She is teased by Georges Sheng one after another. Now she wants to die with him. Georges Sheng, seeing her indifferent appearance, is nervous for a moment and instinctively steps back.

His fear further encouraged Song Xi's arrogance. She rushed over and threw a piece of cake on Georges Sheng. Georges Sheng didn't expect that she was really brave, so she stood in the same place and didn't hide. She felt a slight impact on her chest. She looked down and saw the fist sized traces of Pink Cream on her black pajamas.

He has a habit of cleanliness. No one dares to challenge him like this. His anger rushes to his head in an instant. As soon as Georges Sheng raises his hand, he easily suppresses Song Xi who runs in front of him. Song Xi is smart. He grabs her wrist. Her bones are very soft. He grabs his sleeve first and then says.

George Sheng feels that his throat is covered with cream and he can't speak. He holds her wrist and raises it to the top of his head. Song Xi thinks he's going to do the same trick again, so he takes the lead in clenching his fists and closing his eyes. Unexpectedly, George Sheng has a high difficulty. She doesn't see how he operates in a specific way. She just feels that when his body turns, the next second, others are standing behind her, Her arms were broken to her back and her wrists were held by him in one hand.

In anger, Georges Sheng takes Song Xi to the bedside, grabs a cake full of cream with his free right hand, raises it to her face in the air, and threatens to say, "are you still playing?"