Chapter 748

But there are some things that no one can say for sure. For example, who would have thought that the Georgeson, which used to be like a piece of ice, could become a heating rod now? Of course, he's just Song Xi's heating rod.

His leg is still in the recovery period. Although he recovers at the speed visible to the naked eye every day, Song Xi still orders him to rest at home. She says, "is Qiao's money not enough? If you can't spend all your life bundling a hundred black sheep, what are you doing? "

As a matter of fact, both of them know very well that George Sheng works not only to earn money, but also to deal with some things that can't be put in the light. However, Song Xi is seldom unreasonable, saying that if he doesn't go out, he won't go out. Therefore, George Sheng has been taking care of his children at home all these days since he left hospital.

Once upon a time, he Yusen was very busy and asked his children to be taken by a nanny. But every day when he was free, he would play with Xiao Jie. When he came to the night city, he told Georges Sheng that he thought money was the most important thing. When he had a son, he found that his son was life.

Now that he Yusen is gone, Georges Sheng takes up the responsibility on his behalf and even gives him the most company.

Sometimes as soon as Song Xi comes in from work, the house is quiet and suspicious. As a result, George Sheng is playing hide and seek with Xiao Jie; Sometimes, as soon as she entered the yard, she saw two people, George Sheng, teaching little Jie how to train dogs; Another time, song Xigang opened the door and stepped out, feeling that she had stepped on something. When it was too late to take it back, a long string of dominoes fell down one by one in front of her. When she changed her slippers and walked along the dominoes to the living room, she found that there were more dominoes piled up in the middle of the living room, and all the dominoes fell down, just like a rose pattern.

George Sheng is sitting on the carpet and Xiao Jie is sitting opposite him. They both look at Song Xi at the same time. The latter claps hands and says, "godmother, welcome home."

George Sheng didn't say anything. He just gave her a gentle smile. Song Xi was in a soft mess and rushed to give each of them a kiss. Then he made a circle of friends, which caused all kinds of sour words.

On the night of August 8, Song Xi came home from work. Han Chunmeng said to her, "I'll receive my blessing at 12:00 in the evening. I know you still have a stone to look for in your family. I'll see you tomorrow."

Twelve at night is the ninth, Song Xi's birthday.

Song Xixiao said: "go back to the world of three people ~"

Han Chunmeng glanced and said, "it's great to have children? Don't show

Song Xi is in a good mood and goes back to Cuicheng mountain. When the car is about to drive to the door, she obviously walks away from shener. She almost drives by. With one foot on the brake, she sits in the car and looks at the red roses, delicate red petals and vibrant dark green leaves all around the villa. They are not inserted one by one, but transplanted from the whole.

I watched it outside the gate for a long time. When Song Xi drove the car into the yard slowly, the scene inside made her smile and burst into tears.

The open space of the yard is one or two hundred square meters. In such a big place, you can see red everywhere. When she went out in the morning, it was still empty. Now it's all fenced and garden made. The roses planted in the soil are rooted in the soil and in full bloom. The air is full of the fragrance of roses and the freshness of the soil.

Song Xi told George Sheng that she wanted a house with a garden, but in fact, she didn't have a clear idea of what the house looked like. Now he has turned her dream into reality, which is 10000 times more beautiful than the dream, making people's eyes hot.

After parking the car in the garage, Song Xi strolls around the yard where she has lived for more than a year. Every corner is covered with flowers. These flowers are fresh, not pulled out of the soil, but only a flash in the pan. This feeling makes Song Xi feel more at ease for a long time. Just like the feelings between her and him, there is not much romance in ordinary times, but she knows that he loves her.

Turning around, Song Xi can't wait to go in and find George Sheng. When the door opens, he hears the sound of Facai wagging his tail and waiting for her. Song Xi touches his head, changes his slippers and goes inside.

On weekdays, Xiao Jie would play with toys on the carpet in the living room. Today, the living room is very clean, and there are no toys or people. Song Xi looks for people around, and finally comes to the kitchen looking for sound.

Looking through the kitchen door, the familiar tall figure is standing in front of the silver kitchen cabinet to prepare food materials, white half sleeve T-shirt, light gray home pants, indoor lighting and outdoor sunlight hit him, he looks like he is shining.

Song Xi has seen 999 roses sent to her by someone, but no one has planted a whole rose garden for her. Many people have money to take her to the most expensive restaurant, but no one is willing to wash their hands to make soup and wait for her at home.

He used to love black. When he opened the wardrobe, he couldn't see anything of other colors. Now he began to wear white, because she said that she was used to seeing him wear black, and didn't know that he was also good-looking in white.

It's very exciting to fall in love with George Sheng and be loved by him. It's like Xueba's painstaking efforts to solve a century's problem. It's more like dragging him from night to day. They control each other's joys and sorrows, enjoy each other, but not control each other.

Song Xi just took a look and ran to him uncontrollably. Georges Sheng raised his head and found that Song Xi was still carrying a small bag. She didn't even bother to take it off. She rushed to him and put her foot around his neck. "Thank you, husband."

If it wasn't for his leg, she would jump on him.

George Sheng put down his things, took Song Xi's back and said in a soft voice, "do you like it?"

Song Xi nodded, "super like."

"Go upstairs to take a bath first and come down for dinner later," said Georgeson

Song Xi hung on him, holding him, unwilling to let go, tired of the way: "where's Xiaojie?"

Georgeson said, "it's back to mom."

Song Xi asked, "why?"

George Sheng said, "I want to live with you in a world of two."

Song Xi looks up at him. She looks up and he looks down. They look at each other. She suddenly pulls him down and raises her chin to kiss him.

There is no process from slow to urgent. It's like the car suddenly rises to 100 yards. The two of them are on the verge of attack from the very beginning. Song Xi's love is hard to control, and George Sheng's unbridled.

He pushed her to the open space beside the long table. Song Xi never knew that his old waist could be so soft. He kept leaning back until his whole back was on the cool table.

It's bright outside, and the lights on her head won't turn off automatically, but Song Xi can't manage so much. As soon as her eyes are closed, she tells him with a cry that ten thousand thanks are better than one I love you.

George Sheng doesn't talk much at this time. He uses his actions to please and respond. The people he loves, both physically and mentally, can't leave him all his life.