Chapter 393

When Song Xi and Qiao Aiwen return to their separate room, they feel relaxed. After all, with Ren Lina, they still feel restless.

Qiao Aiwen's room is mainly white, simple and neat, just like her way of life, straight to straight, but there are dolls beside the pillow, and there are a limited number of dolls on the windowsill, which shows that she is straight and thin.

Song Xi is sitting on the sofa, while Qiao Aiwen is sitting on the opposite pier, bringing her food and saying, "are Lingyue's parents in the night city? You said last time that his hometown was sacheng. He turned out to be a compatriot of ethnic minorities. No wonder he is so handsome. "

Song Xi ate a piece of orange and reminded him: "there are many ethnic minorities in sacheng, but my elder martial brother is a hundred percent Han nationality, and there is no mixed blood."

Hearing this, Qiao AI Wen deliberately glared and boasted: "pure Han nationality? It's just against the weather, isn't it? "

Song Xi instinctively replied: "your brother is also good-looking. Why didn't you get so excited?"

Qiao AI Wen turned her mouth and said, "it can be the same. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. You should think my brother is handsome. If you look at Ling Yue, he is more handsome..." Qiao AI Wen squinted and gave a threatening look.

Song Xi immediately said: "you don't want to go up the line. Let's be fair. Who is handsome between your brother and Ling Yue? Tell me the truth."

Qiao Aiwen's eyes turned and her lips turned up. After a while, she whispered, "my brother."

Song Xi picked up his cell phone and pretended to dial: "good, good holiday, I send a blessing to elder martial brother..."

Qiao Aiwen came up and stopped: "Hey, there's something to discuss. They're all handsome. They're all handsome."

Song Xi asked, "only one."

Qiao Aiwen was not a loser either. She immediately asked, "who do you think is more handsome?"

Song Xi did not want to return: "of course it's your brother."

Just as the voice fell, the door rang, Qiao Aiwen asked: "who?"

"I don't know." It's Georgeson's voice.

Qiao Aiwen said happily: "come. in。“

George Sheng pushed the door and came in. Because the room was a little hot, he rolled the sleeve of the cashmere sweater up to his elbow, revealing his two small arms and the watch on his left wrist.

He walked in front of him, and behind him he got rich.

Qiao Aiwen asked him, "Why are you here? Are you tired of being nagged by mom? "

George Sheng said, "go to your side and hide. She won't come where you are."

Song Xi clapped Facai to his side and interacted with him with a smile on his face. Qiao Aiwen said by the way: "you said my brother was funny. In the morning, he asked someone to bring the little wolf dog. He specially asked me to put it in the house. He said that I was afraid of freezing. You see, there are so many dogs in my house, which one is frozen to death outside? It's getting more and more delicate. "

Song Xi's eyes flashed awkwardly, because she thought that Georges Sheng was going to raise his fortune in the yard on the other side of Cuicheng mountain. She was afraid of freezing, but she had to keep it in the house. Today, when she came here, she found that the big dogs were playing outside, but she didn't see how frozen.

Who would have thought that Georgeson really listened.

George Sheng looked at Song Xi without any trace and said quietly, "what do you know? Do you have a dog or do I have a dog? "

Qiao Aiwen doesn't care. Regardless of George Sheng, she asks Song Xi: "Ling Yue's parents come to the night city. Do you want me to call him and ask them to have dinner together?"

After that, without waiting for Song Xi to reply, she added: "the key is that I'm afraid I can't call him."

When Song Xi was about to speak, he heard Georges Sheng standing by the window, with his back to them, say, "no promise."

Qiao Aiwen frowned and turned her head: "I want you to hide in my room. Can you stop interrupting?"

George Sheng turned his head and sat on the windowsill with long legs. The glass was frosty and white, and the sun was shining up again. It was like a natural light board. George Sheng leaned under the light board. He was black, but he seemed to come from the dazzling sun, which made people dare not look directly at him.

He didn't speak, Song Xi just looked at it in a hurry, and immediately took back his sight.

Qiao Aiwen continued to ask Song Xi, "what do you say? His parents seldom come back to the night city. If I don't show it, is it impolite? "

Song Xi is not smiling: "do you want me to tell the truth?"

Qiao AI Wen beautiful Mou a pick: "of course, you still need to tell lies with me?"

Song Xi said: "you are not someone else's girlfriend. It's normal that you don't eat together. Instead, you eat together... Isn't that strange?"

Song Xi tells the truth. Qiao Aiwen covers her heart with one hand and holds the coffee table with the other. She pretends to be too angry and has a heart attack.

Song Xi laughed awkwardly: "you have to let me tell the truth."

Qiao AI Wen turns to see to George Sheng, weak ask: "she usually talk so firm heart?"

The sun was too bright, Georges Sheng stood in the back light, his face could not see clearly, only his indifferent voice mixed with banter came: "it's right to stab you. If you don't stab your heart, you have to shave your head and pick up the heat."

Qiao Aiwen once again covers tightly the heart, is uncomfortable, wants to cry.

A few seconds later, Qiao Aiwen said with emotion: "no wonder you two can go together."

George Sheng is silent, and so is Song Xi. The former looks down to play with the small ornaments on the windowsill, while the latter looks down to play with dogs.

Before long, the nanny knocked on the door and said lunch was ready.

Three people go out together. Qiao Aiwen walks in front, Song Xi in the middle and George Sheng in the end. He sees that the necklace around her back neck is wrapped with a strand of broken hair, which should have just been leaning on the sofa. For a moment, he wants to raise his hand to help her caress her. When this idea comes to mind, and becomes more and more intense, he can only put his hands in his pants pocket, I'm afraid of one carelessness.

When she comes to the dining room, Song Xi and Qiao Aiwen stand together. Qiao Aiwen sees that the necklace around Song Xi's neck is wrapped in her hair. She casually raises her hand to help fix it. Song Xi thanks.

After seeing it, Georges Sheng felt inexplicably depressed. For others, it's just as easy to do as it is for him

There are no less than 16 dishes on the long table from the beginning to the end. There are all kinds of dishes in the north and the south. Song Xi glances at them and finds that most of them are sour and sweet. It seems that he is still taking care of George Sheng.

In the past, when Song Xi came here for dinner, the main seat was Qiao Dingxiang. Now there will still be a seat reserved there. Ren Lina is still sitting next to him. The rest of the people sit well in turn.

There was wine on the table, Joe Arwen asked Song Xi, "do you drink red wine or Baijiu?"

Song Xi shook his head: "I don't drink."

"Can't you drink?" Qiao said

When Song Xi thinks of the absurd things she did after drinking too much at Georges Sheng's birthday party, she secretly swears never to drink too much again.

"She'll drink, depending on who she's with."

George Sheng's voice suddenly rings out, and Song Xi instinctively looks at him. He doesn't look at her, but his voice clearly "traps her in injustice.".

Qiao AI Wen hears speech, as expected immediately pick eyebrow to see to Song Xi: "what meaning? Don't you want to drink with me? "

Song Xi scolded George Sheng for being such a trouble picker. He had to smile on his face: "no, I have to go to work tomorrow. I dare not drink too much."

Qiao Aiwen said: "then drink red wine, drink at noon, sleep at home in the afternoon when you are sleepy, and you will be fine before dinner."

Song Xi thought, will you stay here till night?