Song Xi has seen George Sheng pull out his gun in the street in a rage. Before they were abroad, she ran into a dandy when she ran out of gas and dragged her car away. If she hadn't stopped her, George Sheng would have shot that guy.
I have never seen the picture of the black hole with the muzzle of the gun on my head. I always think it's cool. I can only see it with my own eyes. Not to mention the shadow of my life, it's also unforgettable. Song Xi, with a soft face, once again said thank you to Yuanbao for stopping Georges Sheng.
When George Sheng came to the flower house, Song Xi and Yuan Bao were standing in front of a potted flower. His eyes swept their faces and asked quietly, "what are you doing here?"
Song Xi said with a smile, "bring Yuanbao to see the flowers and introduce them."
George Sheng forbeared, or did not hold back, "do you know all the flowers here?"
Song Xi responded quickly and said, "so let Yuanbao introduce it to me."
Yuanbao reads the sense of crisis in Georges' eyes and greets him. He takes the lead to leave. There are only Song Xi and Georges in the greenhouse.
When George Sheng came near, he saw Song Xi with a smile on his face. He couldn't help asking, "what did Yuanbao tell you?"
Song Xi did not answer the rhetorical question: "are you afraid of what he said to me?"
"He wasn't so talkative," Georgeson said
Song Xi said: "a gentleman can tell people everything... What are you doing? Are you so afraid of Yuanbao telling me?"
George Sheng can figure it out with the heel of his shoes. How can Yuanbao tell Song Xi the news that is bad for him? If he does, he will only keep it from Song Xi. If she smiles under her eyes, it must be
"I didn't tell you. I know you don't want to hear her name." Georgeson looked honest.
Song Xi said, "no need to explain. I know everything." With that, she added, pretending to be suspicious: "is there no secret to hide from me? If so, I will be lenient before I find out, otherwise... "
"Yes." George Sheng looks at Song Xi and interrupts. Song Xi raises his eyes and looks back. For a moment, his heart is still a little bit touched.
With their eyes on each other, George Sheng said, "there's a secret that I didn't even find out. It turns out that I like you a long time ago." At that time, he was confident that he would not like her, so he deliberately ignored many different feelings and gave a reasonable explanation.
Song Xi didn't expect that he would suddenly express himself. After a few seconds, he couldn't help but pull up his lips and joked, "I just said, how can you stand for such an excellent person as me under the same roof every day?"
George Sheng didn't say anything. Looking at the spark in her eyes, she knew what it meant. Sure enough, George Sheng pressed down slowly, put his hand on her side face and kissed her lips.
It's only four or five degrees outside, but it's 27 degrees in the greenhouse. The lips touch and the teeth touch each other. The sparks in Georges' eyes and the combustibles in Song Xi's heart burst out at the same time. Months of forbearance, the ups and downs of emotion, when the knot in his heart is finally solved, there is also a crazy desire to unseal.
Song Xi is more fierce than George Sheng. She reaches around his neck and pulls his tall body down as far as possible. It's clear that it has occupied his lips and teeth, but she still thinks it's not enough, not enough, not enough.
George Sheng gives her the kiss. Song Xi's heart is good, and the fire on his body is provoked by him at the same time. Her right hand hooks his neck, and her left hand pulls up the hem of his shirt and touches it along the gap.
George Sheng pauses in the middle, as if he wants to look up and talk. Song Xi seals it with a kiss, and consciously takes him to the sofa in the corner of the greenhouse.
The suede sofa is not big. It's only one meter and five wide. I didn't expect that anyone would rest here. At most, it's only used for furnishings. Now I really don't want to insert willows. Song Xi pushes George Sheng onto the sofa and sits between his legs, pressing him down and kissing him.
Georges Sheng is also out of control. Her hand stuck at her waist instinctively picks up the hem of her cashmere jacket, rubs her skin at her waist and back, and hesitates in her underwear, whether to untie it or not.
Song Xi's hand goes down his abdominal muscles at some time. Seeing that it has touched his pants chain, George Sheng quickly reaches out his hand to hold it down and slowly pats his eyes open. After a while, his dark pupil has been dazzled by desire. It looks like amber. The beauty is sealed by wax, and there is a layer of tiny invisible sweat on his forehead.
Song Xi opened his eyes more slowly than he did and looked at him blankly.
"Someone's here," Georgeson said
There are no less than ten people waiting in the villa tens of meters away from the flower house.
Song Xi said, "lock the flower house."
George Sheng kindly reminds, "transparent."
Such a large greenhouse is all made of pure glass. Although some mirrors are treated with double layers, you can see the outside inside, but you can't see the inside outside. After all, it's broad daylight.
Song Xi stares into George Sheng's eyes and asks from his soul, "don't you want to?"
George Sheng replied honestly, "yes."
But, "I can't think about it. The doctor told you to rest until the end of this month."
Generally, couples are forbidden to live within 42 days after childbirth. If you want to protect your body as much as possible, you have to rest for two months. George Sheng has been a monk for such a long time, so there is no reason to break the ban at this time. The key is that Song Xi's health matters.
Song Xiyi thinks that it's just the beginning of the month, and let her stay until the end of the month. He immediately doesn't know whether she's angry or anxious. Seeing this, Wei qubaba and George Sheng quickly press her head on his shoulder and coax her into saying, "it's OK. Bear it again."
Song Xi said: "it's not easy to be impulsive."
George Sheng patted her on the back of the head and said, "save it. Go to the hospital and ask. Maybe you don't have to wait until the end of the month."
Song Xi almost made him laugh, saying that postpartum depression can go to the hospital for consultation. How can she ask about her husband and wife's life? People can't say that she was as fierce as a wolf before she was thirty?
George Sheng was acutely aware of the loopholes in his words, so he added, "I asked."
Song Xi can't help but raise his fist and hit him on the chest, thinking that who asked is not the same shame, they are tied together, and no one can run away.
It's not long before a person came out of the villa. It was Diana. She was in a hurry to pick up her cell phone, so she didn't even look at the flower house. When she came to the corner, she pressed the connect button and said in a cold voice, "hello."
The man's voice came from the mobile phone, pitiful and gentle, "Nana."
Diana knew it was Huang Cong when she saw the number, so she said with a cold face, "who are you?"
Huang Cong said, "Nana, are you still angry with me?"
Diana immediately laughed angrily, like a stomach of vicious words, but she couldn't pick out the most appropriate one. After thinking about it, she could only simply reply, "do you want to face such words?"