Chapter 540

George Sheng leaned over to kiss her and whispered, "you can deceive me."

Song Xi couldn't say anything. George Sheng touched her face and asked softly, "can I help you?"

Song Xi closed his eyes and said, "go take a bath. I'll do it myself."

George Sheng's eyes were deep, and his thin lips opened and closed: "I think you are quite sober."

Song Xi is coquettish and reaches out his hand to push him: "you wash it."

George Sheng put down his words before he left: "when you wake up, you say it yourself."

Song Xi answers vaguely. George Sheng turns and walks to the bathroom. When he comes out from the bath, Song Xi is already tucked in the quilt, with his clothes and trousers on the sofa.

He walked over in his pajamas and T-shirt and listened to her breathe steadily and fall asleep.

When he turns off the light, Georges Sheng opens the quilt and lies down in the dark. He naturally drags the pillow to Song Xi's face. He wants her very much, but he doesn't want to take advantage of her danger. He wants her to be sober and let her know clearly what she is doing, who she loves and who she gives.

After looking at her for a while, Georgeson closed his eyes, and his heart kept meditating on restraint, restraint

Song Xi sleeps soundly. People who haven't dreamt for 800 years dream that they have rolled the sheets with George Sheng. When they are half asleep and half awake, Song Xi slowly opens her eyes to darkness. She has difficulty breathing. It takes five seconds to wake up. Her whole face is covered in the quilt, and the whole person is in someone's arms.

He reaches for the quilt, pokes his head out and breathes fresh air. Song Xi finally comes to life.

Song Xi wants to go to the bathroom. When he moves a little, Georges Sheng's voice comes from his head: "what's the matter?"

Song Xi's cat like voice replied, "go to the toilet."

George Sheng raised his arm to help her support the quilt. Song Xi took a shortcut, climbed out of bed from him and went to the bathroom in his slippers.

Sitting on the toilet, Song Xi's face flushed and his heart beat. Two minutes later, he came out of the bathroom and didn't go to bed from George Sheng. He climbed up from the other side and lay flat 20 cm away from him.

George Sheng's quilt pulled down her hand and whispered, "are you sober?"

Song Xi didn't know what time it was and how long she had been sleeping, but she was really sober, especially the dream just now, which made her heart not calm for a long time.

The bottom of her heart agitated, she deliberately whispered back: "so sleepy."

George Sheng extended his long arm and held her in his arms: "sleep."

He didn't do anything, just holding her, Song Xi in his arms would like to wrinkle his face into a bun, secretly to his mother's life, so close, she smelled the smell of his body, fit his body temperature, listen to his heart beat... The picture in the dream frame by frame, small video like rotation in her mind, she really want to... Push him down.

She nestled in his arms motionless, for a long time, George Sheng asked: "can't sleep?"

Song Xi wanted to pretend that he couldn't sleep back, but he stepped back a little and looked down at her: "what do you think?"

Song Xi closed his eyes and whispered back: "temple jump."

George Sheng put out his arm and said, "I'll rub it for you."

His slender fingers pressed her left temple, but her right pillow, he whispered: "lie flat."

Song Xi turns over to one side and lies flat on the pillow. Georges Sheng props up the quilt. The next second he turns over to cover her and bends down to help her rub her temples.

Song Xi heart blood churning, excited to curse, he is rubbing the temple? It's a butcher's knife!

George Sheng controlled the strength of his legs, supported himself, rubbed for a long time, and asked in a low voice, "are you better?"

"Well."

Song Xi answers, and Georges Sheng takes back her hand. Meanwhile, she leans down. Song Xi's heart beats faster. She knows that what should come will come, and she wants it, so she doesn't struggle, waiting for Georges Sheng's next action.

George Sheng slightly kisses his head. Song Xi caters to him. She snorts and calls his name: "Zhisheng..."

She used to call him maotousheng and Xiaosheng, but rarely called him Zhisheng. She used to play in front of people, but now it's true. Georges Sheng lost his eyes and went crazy.

Georges Sheng thin lips open, voice low and hoarse: "call husband."

"Husband."

George Sheng teased her like a fish. To be clear, it was the fish that was brought ashore. Every twist of her was because the fishing line was in his hands.

Clearly he has been unbearable, but he just want to pressure her head, low voice asked: "want to say it."