Chapter 500

Song Xi wants to be the most powerful person in front of Gu Dongxu and Han Chunmeng, but when she comes to George Sheng, she just wants to stay in his arms and seek comfort.

George Sheng holds her and Song Xi puts his face on his neck. His breath is full of his familiar smell, which represents absolute safety.

George Sheng didn't need to say anything, just to provide a warm and generous embrace. Song Xi closed his eyes and asked in a dull voice after a while, "do you have any principles that you can't violate?"

"I don't have so many rules and regulations. I can't say the principle. Don't touch my bottom line," Georgeson said

Song Xi asked, "what's your bottom line?"

"People who touch me," said Georgeson

No matter relatives, friends, or lovers, as long as he occupies a place in his heart, it is a part of him. If outsiders touch him, he will discuss with each other a hundred times.

Song Xi said, "I can rest assured."

George Sheng asked, "what were you worried about?"

Song Xi half joked and half seriously replied: "I'm afraid you are as principled as Dong Xu. If I do something wrong, I'm afraid you'll trouble me."

"As long as it's not an emotional mistake, I can forgive everything else," Georgeson said

Song Xi asked, "if I make a serious mistake, what kind of person will be in prison?"

George Sheng said, "if you can, you can. If you can't, I'll go in with you."

Song Xi raised his head from his arms, looked up at him, pursed his lips slightly and said, "why don't you go to jail for me? Do you have to pull a cushion when you die? "

Instead of looking down at her, Georges Sheng looked at the front leisurely, opened his thin lips and said faintly, "I'm afraid I'll go in myself. You can't bear to remarry outside. What am I then?"

It's better to pull her up, so that he can feel at ease.

Hearing the speech, Song Xi immediately raised his hand and hit him angrily: "who are you?"

George Sheng grabbed her by the wrist and replied in a low voice, "your husband."

Song Xi is so numb by him that his claws scratch his heart that he has to hide his red face in his arms and greedily enjoy the embrace of a man who is as dangerous as he is safe.

When they got home, they changed their shoes in the porch. George Sheng asked, "did you have dinner in the evening?"

Song Xi said, "I didn't eat. Dongxu bought a lot of things, but I really couldn't eat them." I'm confused.

"I didn't eat either," said Georgeson. "I asked someone to bring me what I wanted to eat."

Song Xi said: "it's too slow to send it. I'll do what you want."

George Sheng asked, "are you in the mood to cook now?"

Song Xi didn't have it, let alone do it. He didn't want to eat it. But what he just said in the car just touched her heart. As soon as she was in a good mood, she was naturally good to him.

"I can't eat, but I can't starve you." Song Xi is very good at speaking and coaxes him along the way.

George Sheng was really happy. Whether he was happy or not was not in the words, but in his eyes. However, seeing a warm color floating around his eyes, he said, "I want to eat noodles."

Song Xi said, "OK, I'll give it to you."

When she finished, she didn't feel something was wrong, but Georges Sheng gave her a meaningful glance, opened her thin lips and said in a low voice, "Song Wu."

"Well?" Song Xi looks at him with a confused face.

George Sheng took off his coat and sat on the sofa in the living room. He habitually lit a cigarette and said in an ambiguous and ironic tone: "when you drink, you play hooligans."

Song Xigang wanted to ask her what's wrong with her. However, he recalled his last sentence, I'll give you some food next, next

In response, Song Xi stares at Mei Mou and steps forward. He grabs the cushion to disturb him. Georges Sheng grabs the cushion with one hand and pulls it with a little force. She has thin arms and legs, and the whole person falls forward. Georges Sheng holds a cigarette in one hand and extends his arm far away. The other arm encircles her and presses her on the sofa.

But in a flash, Song Xi's eyes were dim. It was Georges Sheng who blocked the light in front of her. Their eyes were less than three seconds. His face had been pressed down. Song Xi grabbed his sweater on his chest and closed his eyes. He was familiar with it but felt more and more intense sensory impact.

Once upon a time, when Georges Sheng kisses her, her heart beats, she is excited and her blood rushes up. However, she is always on guard. She knows that he is a dangerous person. She should never take it lightly and hand over the most precious things easily.

But only a few days? Song Xi's kissing by Georges Sheng is not only physiologically responsive, but her inner guard is also diminishing. At the moment, she is not afraid of what Georges Sheng is doing, but she is afraid of what she can't help doing to him.

Before he lost his sense, Song Xi gave him a gentle push. Georges Sheng slowly raised her head. Her face was still very red in the backlight, and his dark pupils were also filled with the desire of ice and fire.

"I'm hungry. I'll cook noodles first." Pink lips open, Song Xi sounds like a cat.

For a moment, Georges Sheng wanted to do her on the spot. He couldn't turn his eyes on her. Song Xi's heart beat like a drum. There was only a little reason left in his brain to think hard. If he wanted to continue, how would she deal with it.

George Sheng saw her hesitation and small calculation, even if it was just a flash, if he was not 100% sure, every time he mentioned it would make her more wary, so he had to bear it.

He turned over, sat up, and pulled her up again. The cigarette ash in Georgeson's hand had accumulated for a long time. He flicked the ash next to the ashtray and said in a low voice, "go."

Song Xi seems to be calm, but in fact, she almost runs away in a hurry. There is a strong magnetic field on this man, which can make people who are afraid of him give up and make people who love him want to get close to him. She is really afraid that she will rush on him regardless of everything.

No, it's not reserved. You can't take the initiative to send it to the door. It must be consumed until he can't help it.

When Song Xi goes to the kitchen to cook, Georges Sheng goes upstairs to take a bath. She takes a cold bath and cooks noodles for more than ten minutes. This time is not enough for him to let off the fire. He can only press down the fire for a while. It's just like drinking water. Georges Sheng thinks that she will have to recover all the bad things from her sooner or later, There's not a single object in the bathroom, and there's a small red mole in front of my chest

Under the completely cold water, Georges Sheng is still on fire. If it wasn't for his natural good self-control, when Song Xi went upstairs to ask him to eat, he would never have come out of the bathroom.

Song Xi sees George Sheng in a black bathrobe with dripping hair, and her heart is rolling like waves. However, women are naturally superior to men, and she is excited and does not show her feet.

However, in order to cover up his restlessness, Song Xi took the initiative to say: "do you want me to blow your hair?"

Without opening his mouth, Georges Sheng sat beside the bed with a "hum". Song Xi stood in front of him with a hair dryer. His tight cashmere sweater was wrapped in a nice figure, challenging Georges Sheng's vision and patience.