Chapter 749

Eating enough and strenuous exercise are not good for the body, so they are on an empty stomach. There is a doctor in the family who is different. There are strict standards and requirements for what can be done and what can not be done.

Afterwards, when Georges Sheng took Song Xi to the room, she was very distressed. She wanted to walk down by herself. Georges Sheng folded her arms and said in a deep voice, "I can hold it."

Both of them were sweating. In the bathroom, she bathed him and carefully avoided the scar on his leg. He hurt his thigh. Song Xi squatted in front of him and looked at him without blinking. Soon he saw the fire again.

If at ordinary times, song xizhun does not allow him to indulge, but today she is also very impulsive, not to mention whether she can control him, she can't even control herself.

A new round starts all over again. In the home of only two people, Song Xi finally doesn't have to suppress her instinct any more. In the damp bathroom, both senses and sounds are magnified. She is pushed against the waterproof tiles by him, and even the tiles are warm and touching.

Her hand was holding his waist from the front to the back. When her finger inadvertently crossed the cobra tattoo on his tailbone, his whole body muscles were tense. She clenched her lip and also tightened her body.

After a long time, George Sheng relaxed. Song Xi's white skin was suffused with pink, his chest was undulating up and down, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or water on his eyelashes.

After two times, she was really exhausted. Georges Sheng wrapped her in a bathrobe and went out of the bathroom. At this time, it was already dark outside. Song Xi was lying on the bed, not even willing to move her fingers.

He is a man of iron. He dragged his body for so long. In addition to his hoarse voice, he is more energetic than before.

There is a lollipop beside the head of the bed. He tears the candy paper and puts it into his mouth. It's a substitute Song Xi gave him to quit smoking. As long as he wants to smoke, he eats sugar.

Looking at her lazy and sleepy appearance, Georges Sheng said in a low voice: "sleep now, don't eat?"

Song Xi soft waxy back: "want to sleep."

George Sheng said, "go to bed first. I'll call you when I'm ready."

Song Xi took his arm out of the quilt and ran straight to his neck. He pulled him down and hugged him and said, "I won't let you go."

George Sheng takes the lollipop out of his mouth and goes to bed with Song Xi in his arms.

As soon as Song Xi's eyes are closed, she doesn't dream. Suddenly she opens her eyes. The room is dark. She turns over and her arms are horizontal. As expected, her side is empty.

Turn on the bedside lamp and look at the time vaguely. It's 11:40 in the night.

She was sitting awake on the bed when a familiar figure appeared at the door. Georges Sheng turned on the headlight and said in a voice, "up?"

Song Xi is lazy and doesn't want to talk. He just raises his arms to hold him.

Georgeson came to the bed, held her in his arms and said in her ear, "are you hungry? I've made a lot of your favorite dishes. "

Song Xi narrowed his eyes, raised his lips and asked in a voice, "what's all there?"

When George Sheng reported the name of the dish, Song Xi was more and more happy. Finally, he sat by the bed, put his legs out of the quilt and said, "help me up, I want to eat."

She didn't wear anything before going to bed. At this moment, the quilt was blocking her upper body, and her arms and legs were exposed. Georges Sheng looked at her and quickly handed her a set of pajamas. The action was gentle, but his heart was thinking about how to press her under the body at night, changing the pattern to be a bird and beast.

Song Xi and George Sheng Ni come to the dining room askew, and more than half of them are on the long table. He has really cooked a lot of dishes. She glances at them, and there are more than ten.

He seems to have done what she likes and what he can do.

Song Xi is very easy to be moved by soft hearted people, immediately side head coquettish tone said: "thank you husband."

George Sheng looked at the time. At eleven fifty at night, he said, "if you're hungry, have some. I'll cook noodles for you."

Song Xi picks up chopsticks and puts a prawn in his mouth. He sticks to George Sheng and they go into the kitchen together.

Standing in front of the stove, Georges Sheng cooks noodles for Song Xi. She holds him from behind and sticks to his generous and warm body. She recalls a year ago today and says, "husband."

"Well?"

"Did you want to celebrate my birthday last year, so you asked me to cook and cook noodles on my birthday night?"

George Sheng's deep, sweet voice said, "what do you say?"

Song Xi raised his lips and said, "I guess so."

"Ask me if you know," Georgeson said

Song Xi quickly turned his lips again, "my birthday, you asked me to make ten dishes and one soup, but also said I made it tasteless. Do you celebrate people's birthday like this?"

"It's not bad you're doing," Georgeson said

Song Xi snorted, "it's late."

"You can't eat it," George said

Song Xi also embraces his waist, smell speech hit his back with the forehead to express dissatisfaction, "say who?"

George Sheng was cooking noodles in front of him, smiling at the bottom of his eyes and saying, "the chicken wings you made are still raw."

Song Xi did not admit, "impossible, I can stew pig's feet, not to mention chicken wings?"

George Sheng asked, "when did you make pig's feet?"

Song Xi said: "meinianda pig's feet, I made them for damengmeng and Dongxu, and they all said they were good."

In order to save face, she told lies with her eyes open. In fact, Gu Dongxu had to gargle with Han Chunmeng's dish when he took a mouthful of her food. Since then, he had a bad impression on pig's hoof.

While they were talking, George Sheng turned off the fire, and a bowl of long-lived noodles hanging out of the soup came out of the pot. It was just midnight, August 9, Song Xi's birthday.

Take the cake out of the refrigerator, insert 27 candles, turn off the lights and make a wish.

Song Xi put his hands together, closed his eyes, and soon opened his eyes to blow out the candle.

George Sheng said, "happy birthday."

There is no more complicated words, but it seems to give Song Xi countless sweet words and promises.

Song Xi said with a smile: "thank you husband."

Today, she has said thank you to George Sheng many times, thank him for remembering all her little wishes, thank him for making her feel warm and happy.

It is said that success is to be the best of yourself, but happiness is to fall in love with yourself.

Once upon a time, song xijue was successful, but now she feels very happy. She loves herself, who will be loved by George Sheng.

After dinner, Song Xi is on a whim. He wants to go to the yard to see the roses. Before going out, he goes back to his room to get his mobile phone. Without exception, everyone sends his birthday wishes on time. However, to Song Xi's surprise, several groups explode. Chang jingle shouts: "monk Qiao, you are so hot!"

"I have nothing to say about this wave of operation," Ruan said

Tong Hao typed: Sheng Ge is always Sheng Ge.

Yuanbao voice: "who pushed me out to have a look?"

Men are still like this, not to mention the reaction of women in the group, which can only be described as madness.

In the final analysis, Song Xi turns on the little video you recorded. First, on the LED display of a certain road section, the Q version of the cute little lion is laughing, and then there is the happy with the falling petals. Birthday.

The road sections you photographed were different. You saw more than a dozen of them in succession, including all the major shopping malls in each section of the road, especially the one Diana photographed. She was near Haiwei. The whole 200 meter high building in Haiwei was like a huge display screen with a giant Q version lion on it. It also had a cute expression. Petals rained down and there was no specific name, Happy birthday to the world.

Han Chunmeng said in a voice: "my mother, I can't do it anymore. Now all the screens in the night city are full of this animation. Wow, ah, ah... My girl heart!"

You don't have to think about it. From the second ring road to the Fifth Ring Road, all the luminous buildings and display screens in the night City show happy birthday to the little lion. If money can make the ghost push the mill, who can buy dynamic Haiwei and dynamic Qiaojia? This earth shaking but anonymous romance is destined to be remembered forever on August 9.

This night, the microblog exploded. How many men and women came out at night and took photos with their mobile phones under the major buildings and intersections. They knew that this was someone else's love. Their husbands and boyfriends never let people down.