Chapter 530

There are also some days when they stab the window paper with George Sheng. They are tired of it, but the word love has never been mentioned.

The sixth sense tells Song Xi that George Sheng is very different tonight. When he comes back so late, he just went crazy. Something must have happened.

But now is not the time to take breath with him. Song Xi held his breath and gazed at his deeper eyes in the dark. He opened his pink lips and said, "if I didn't love you, I should have changed my face with you."

Georges Sheng felt happy and regretful. He bent over to kiss her. The tenderness of the whole journey seemed to be silent compensation. When the lip came to her ear, he whispered: "I'm sorry... Is it still painful?"

Song Xi was kissed by him, and his whole body was numb. When he couldn't breathe, he simply raised his arm, put his arm around his neck, turned over and pressed him under his body, looked down at him and asked, "what's the matter?"

George Sheng didn't open his mouth. The curtains in the hotel room were thick and dark. She couldn't see the expression on his face, so she had to gently touch the outline of his facial features with her hand. George Sheng only felt thin and itchy, as if she had worn out the skin and scratched on the tip of his heart.

Her beautiful voice, no obvious anger, but the position is particularly firm: "I can forgive you accidentally hurt me, but I can't forgive my boyfriend something to hide from me, take my anger... You ask me if I love you, then do you love me?"

George Sheng raised his hand and grasped the hand she had been playing with between his eyebrows and eyes. He rolled over again and pressed her under his body. In a low voice, he said, "I'm your husband."

Song Xi took advantage of the situation and said, "then you shouldn't hide it from me. If you have something to say, how can I provoke you?"

Song Xi was a cat when he was obedient. Once he was set on fire, it was a lion. So what if George Sheng was a tiger? She still dares to pluck his beard.

With Georges Sheng's temper, he doesn't want to mention Shen Zhaoyi. He admits that he is crazy jealousy. He is jealous that Shen Zhaoyi has Song Xi's past, but he doesn't. Even if reason tells him the past, sensibility still makes him out of control.

He doesn't want to quarrel with Song Xi. In fact, he doesn't want her to wait for him alone in the hotel. The person who sent photos and videos behind him clearly wants to alienate him from Song Xi, so he restrained all the dark sides in his heart and came back.

After a long silence, he finally gave in to her and said in a cold voice, "someone wants us to be apart. They sent me a picture of you and Shen."

The quiet room, George Sheng suddenly cold down voice, inexplicably make people feel numb, Song Xi at first listen to is also surprised, instinctively did not speak.

George Sheng knew that Shen Zhaoyi was different in Song Xi's heart.

After a while, she turned over and sat up, turned on the bedside lamp, and clearly saw George Sheng's face sealed under the thin ice. She thought that he had always been like this before. Only recently did her eyes begin to warm.

Sitting cross legged on George Sheng's left side, Song Xi looked at him and asked, "what do you mean now? Are you angry with me?"

George Sheng thin lips spit out a mouthful of smoke, light, don't distinguish joy and anger back: "No."

Song Xi said: "no, why did you bite me just now? Now give me a look?"

George Sheng could not be happy, even if the initial anger had been reduced by half, but it was impossible to say that it had not happened.

Slender fingers holding half a cigarette came to his lips, he took a puff, and slowly spit out, low voice: "I'm not angry with you."

Song Xi asked, "who are you angry with?"

George Sheng raised his eyelids, looked at her and said, "can't you follow Shen?"

Song Xi looked at him and asked, "who sent you the photos?"

George Sheng said, "I don't know."

Song Xi asked again, "did you find someone to check?"

"Well."

"Do you think there are a lot of people who know my relationship with Shen Zhaoyi, know my relationship with you, and have the ability to send photos to your mobile phone?"

George Sheng did not speak, his handsome face was not happy, and he was cold and even gloomy.

"It's nothing to do with Shen Zhaoyi. If you find out the person behind it, I'd like to see who's so abusive."

Song Xi didn't ask George Sheng what photos he sent, because they didn't matter, but they would poke George Sheng. Everyone thought that if she was him, she would be even more upset. So she deliberately made a calm and rational analysis at this time.

After hearing this, Georges Sheng asked meaningfully, "how do you know it has nothing to do with Shen?"

Song Xi hears the implied displeasure of his words, but she has to say a fair word for Shen Zhaoyi: "he is not such a person."

Georges Sheng really bothers Shen Zhaoyi, especially Song Xi's attitude when he mentions him. It seems that Shen Zhaoyi is the best and most upright person in the world, and everything that doesn't have anything to do with him is isolated from him.

The two men's eyes were opposite. They were both men with violent temper under the coat of reason. There was explosive factor hidden in the air. After several seconds of silence, Georgeson took the lead in saying, "I don't want to discuss him with you."

Song Xi's face did not change and said: "you check, I just give you a wrong direction."

George Sheng repressed the growing jealousy in his heart and said, "sleep."

He pinches the cigarette, she turns off the light, and they lie on a big bed, intentionally or unintentionally separated by most people. Song Xi turns his back to him and closes his eyes to tell him that it's OK and don't be angry. In fact, Georges Sheng should be angry. His anger proves that he cares about himself, but his tears still rush out through his eyelashes.

Today is Valentine's day. The whole room is dressed in red. There is a bunch of roses on the ground. She is still showing off with Han Chunmeng and Qiao Aiwen. She is still worried about his work and waiting for him to come back

With his lips clenched, his tears flowed down silently. Song Xi didn't say a word. He didn't know whether he was fighting with himself or with Georges Sheng.

About five minutes later, the quilt moved behind her, the warm and familiar body came close to her, and her arms came to her from behind, rolling up the fragrance of hotel bath liquid.

George Sheng wants to straighten her. Song Xi is stubborn and refuses to turn back. He touches the tears on her chin with his fingers, drops his head, sticks it to her ear and says, "angry with me?"

Song Xi closed his eyes and wept more.

Georges Sheng fingers across her eyes, help her wipe away tears, low voice said: "I did not lose temper with you, is my own bad mood, don't cry, I will be distressed."

After all, Song Xi could not help sobbing. Georges Sheng coaxed him in a low voice. Later, she turned around and hugged him. She said in his arms, "you can be jealous, but you can't help believing me, and you can't show your face to me

George Sheng answered all of them. At this moment, he knew later that he seemed to like her more than he thought.