Chapter 459

After hanging up Ling Yue's phone, Song Xi immediately thinks of George Sheng. She finally has a reason to take the initiative to find him. She sits up and clears her throat. She calls George Sheng.

When George Sheng got through, Song Xi asked, "are you still at home?"

George Sheng said, "first floor, come down."

Song Xi hangs up, runs into the bathroom and looks at her face in the mirror again. In fact, she has seen it since she got up early. Her eyes are swollen and her face is as good as ever. However, she still hesitates to put on some makeup or embellishment.

A few minutes later, Song Xi went downstairs and Facai bit the toy in the living room. When he saw her, dianer ran to her. She was almost six months old now and could reach Song Xi's chest when she stood up. Song Xi used to be a little afraid of big dogs, but Facai kept her for a long time. Looking at her growing up day by day, she didn't feel scared.

George Sheng is not seen in the living room. Song Xi looks for several places. Finally, he comes to the kitchen suspiciously. When he comes to the kitchen door, he sees a tall figure standing under the cupboard with his back to her. It seems that he is cooking?

Inconceivable, Song Xi stepped in and asked tentatively, "what are you doing?"

Georgeson turned and looked at her. Then he stood in front of the chopping board with a German sharp knife in his long fingers. He looked down to cut the ham and said, "what else do you think you can do in the kitchen?"

Song Xi walked closer and closer, standing one meter away from him, looking at the neat and neat diced ham on the chopping board in surprise. His eyes were still surprised: "can you cook?"

George Sheng replied, "who cooked noodles for you on your birthday?"

Song Xi pause, slightly confused: "it seems that I cooked it myself?"

George Sheng didn't look up, but turned away from the topic: "did you brush your teeth?"

"Well."

He raised his hand and took a diced ham to her lips. Song Xi's heart began to beat disorderly, but he still kept calm on his face. His mouth opened a little, and his fingers touched her lips. Song Xi secretly said that he was going to die.

Watching her eat the diced ham, George Sheng asked, "how's it going?"

Song Xi replied, "old taste, have you processed it?"

George Sheng said, "I cut it."

Song Xi still stays in the picture of his fingers touching her lips. He's so happy that he says, "why should I do that?"

George Sheng put the diced ham into the bowl, then turned around and opened the white enamel lid. Song Xi came forward and cooked porridge in it. George Sheng put the diced ham in and said, "bring some salted eggs."

Song Xi walked to the refrigerator and asked, "what do you want salted eggs for?"

George Sheng said, "make porridge."

Song Xi can't help but tease: "there are quite a lot of them. Are you really secretive this year

Georgeson replied, "I can't stand your cooking."

Song Xi opened the refrigerator, deliberately provocative: "dislike me?"

George Sheng's voice was calm: "I just think cooking is such a simple thing. You have such a high IQ. Why can't you learn?"

Song Xi took a box of salted eggs and went back, saying: "my mind is all used in my work. People's energy is limited, so it's hard to avoid shortcomings."

George Sheng said: "limited energy and want to do not conflict, I want to help you cook porridge, you?"

He suddenly looked at her, the kitchen lighting is very good, the sun shines in from the huge glass window behind him, he is black, but covered with gold, not to mention a pretty face.

Song Xixin next panic, there is a kind of impulse to escape, but impulse to impulse, she still quietly restrained, and gas field not lose people back: "come back to dinner tonight? In order to express your thanks for helping me prepare breakfast, I specially prepare dinner for you. "

"I went out to eat in the evening and asked them out," he said

Song Xi asked, "who are they?"

"Everyone you can think of," said Georgeson

Song Ximei's eyes slightly picked: "they all know?"

George Sheng said, "if Chang jingle knows, it means everyone knows."

Song Xi dun for two seconds, a slight sigh said: "feel a Chang jingle, a Jiamin, I can get a headache."

Georges Sheng looked at her, voice is not big, but full of provocation: "please me, please me, I help you stop."

When Song Xi lifted his eyelids, he had a pair of deadly eyes. He was scared to death when he was cold and drowned when he was gentle.

By such a pair of eyes, who can resist?

Song Xi couldn't bear it. He slowly lowered his sight, but as soon as the words came out, it was more attractive than his voice, and he was a little wronged: "how can I ask?"

George Sheng eyes color a sink, thin lips light open: "casually ask."

Song Xi soft voice way: "that you cover me at night."

George Sheng said, "OK."

Voice down, he raised his hand to pull her arm, pulled her in front of him, Song Xi always cat like honest, he glared at her, asked in a low voice: "eyes are good?"

"Well."

"Did you miss me last night?"

"I fell asleep." Song Xidao.

George Sheng asked again, "did you dream of me?"

Song Xi raised his head, a pair of eyes with narrow: "want to hear the truth or lies?"

"Come on, I'll hear it," said Georgeson

Song Xi said: "the truth is not a dream, the lie is a dream."

George Sheng looked at her and said, "do you want to listen to me?"

Song Xi learned his tone: "tell me."

"I didn't sleep all night," Georgeson said

Song Ximei's eyes picked: "are you insomnia again?"

George Sheng looked at her straight: "I've been thinking about you."

He has insomnia, Song Xi worried about his sleep problems, did not expect him to wait for her here, instant blood gas surge, she blushed on the spot.

George Sheng, however, looked as usual and said in a low voice: "you sleep at least eight hours a day, and I only have four hours at most. I miss you more than you miss me every day. It's not fair to count that."

Song Xi's heart has been crazy deer collision, face is also more and more red, against the pressure to look up at him, asked in a low voice: "that how to be fair?"

George Sheng's lips opened: "think for yourself."

Song Xi was afraid that he was either bewitched by his beauty or bewildered by his evil spirit, so he threw himself into the net and asked, "would you like me to kiss you?"

Georges Sheng stood in the same place, temperament like fairy and demon, anyway, he was not in the mortal world, his eyes were soaked with a touch of soft light, he said nothing but bowed his head.

Holding his breath, Song Xi quickly gave him a kiss on his left cheek, and then turned to see the porridge cooked in the pot: "Hey, don't you want to put salted eggs, do you want to put them now?"

Georges Sheng stood behind Song Xi, his left hand naturally around her waist, his right hand handed her a wooden spoon, and then grabbed her hand to stir the thicker and thicker porridge in the pot, and said in a voice: "be diligent in the future, don't just say but don't do, I don't want to eat outside things, I want to eat what you do."

Song Xi swears that her face must be hotter than the bottom of the pot. Who said that Georges Sheng belonged to monk Qiao? When she came out, she promised not to kill him.