Life With You

Song Xi was frightened and angry. He was about to beat George Sheng while holding dumpling wrappers in his hand. George Sheng smiled, "Is he awake?"

Song Xi sighed, she was sleepy and energetic. Sleepiness is physical, and mental is conscious. It is rare to have such a harmonious moment throughout the year. How can she be willing to go to sleep in the house? Sleepy, but I feel happy.

Qiao Aiwen ran to the room to grind Lingyue. Today, she has called Lingyue four times. Every time Ling Yue answers, "What's the matter?"

Although they still looked cold and inactive, the total duration of the conversation between the two had exceeded 200 minutes.

Qiao Aiwen smiled and said: "Happy New Year to your family, wish your grandparents a long and healthy life, and your uncles and aunts live and live younger. As for you, your career has reached its peak. I wish you all the best in your love. This year, the iron tree will blossom!"

Ling Yue smiled silently on the other side of the phone: "With such a sweet mouth, do you want New Year's money?"

Qiao Aiwen gave a'tsk' and said solemnly: "Look, you discovered it. Why do you think I keep harassing you this day? Who would get up early if I don't have money? I just pointed to Dr. Ling's pocket money. Chinese New Year."

Ling Yue had seen Qiao Aiwen drive the Land Rover, not to mention that every time she went to the hospital, the different bags she had on her body had become an afterthought for the hospital nurses.

He never asked her what family background she was. It was her business to have a lot of money in her family. He said something unpleasant on the phone, but he still sent Qiao Aiwen a red envelope of 2018 and 888.

Qiao Aiwen replied to him: "Why not 1314 and 520? It can save a fortune."

Ling Yue was very cold on weekdays, but the emoji bag accidentally exposed the boring side of his heart. He sent a picture of an ugly fat baby rolling his eyes.

Qiao Aiwen laughed wildly at the picture, not to blame George Sheng for saying that Ling Yue gave her a bastard, and she could be a swan.

Beauty is not only in the eyes of the lover, but everything is beautiful in the eyes of the lover.

Leaning with Ling Yuegian for a while, he said he was going to have a New Year's Eve dinner, Qiao Aiwen reluctantly hung up the phone, looked at the chat screen of the two of them and smirked, not knowing that she really thought she was seeing money.

In a good mood, Qiao Aiwen hummed a little tune and walked out: "Today is a good day, everything you want can be done..."

There is no one in the living room, listen carefully to Ren Lina talking on the phone on the balcony, Qiao Aiwen sneaks up to the kitchen door and pushes the door in... Hey, if she and Ling Yue are greasy, then George Sheng and Song Xi are greasy, and they are face-to-face high-definition without code. Three hundred and sixty-five no dead ends show affection and dog abuse.

George Sheng sat on a chair to make dumplings with one long leg. Song Xi was sitting on his right leg, making dumplings.

"Tsk tusk tusk tusk... make a dumpling and make some flowers."

Qiao Aiwen frowned and shook her head as she walked forward.

Both George Sheng and Song Xi were very calm, not afraid to watch at all. The former is natural, and the latter is dizzy and dare not make big moves.

"It's just right, don't just eat or work." George Sheng said this.

Qiao Aiwen said sourly, but still pulled a chair and sat on the other side of George Sheng, suddenly holding his arm: "Brother~"

The two have been in a good relationship since childhood, but Qiao Aiwen never sticks to him. She has always talked about things and suddenly made such a fuss. Before George Sheng could react, Song Xi, who was sitting on his right leg, immediately turned his head and said: " What are you doing?"

Qiao Aiwen raised her head and replied: "No, I suddenly felt that my brother was going to be snatched away by you, so I quickly touched him when he could touch him."

Song Xi went over and broke Qiao Aiwen's hand: "You come and pull me."

Qiao Aiwen looked at George Sheng and frowned: "Brother, look at her."

George Sheng realized that Song Xi was jealous. Although it was a joke, there was always so much truth in 100 points. He was happy in his heart, and blatantly took his arm out of Qiao Aiwen's hand, and said, "Don’t ask you Doctor Ling. Chatting?"

Speaking of Ling Yue, Qiao Aiwen immediately beamed her brows and baffledly said how good he is.

The three people were making dumplings in the kitchen, and laughter came from time to time. Ren Lina sat in the living room alone, looking at the empty space beside her. In previous years, Qiao Dingxiang had always been sitting here, not knowing whether he was blessed or not. He said he was blessed, he didn't see George Sheng really happy, and it was rare for a fake wife to become a real wife. If he said he was not blessed, George Sheng and Song Xi would really not get married without him.

Her heart was sour and there was always a vacant space. Ren Lina raised her hand and touched the empty space next to her, her eyes moistened instantly, but she had to suppress her emotions so that the children would not see it and everyone would feel uncomfortable.

In the evening, the four of them ate dumplings. Song Xi was the first to eat the coins. Qiao Aiwen said, "You must be prosperous this year."

Song Xi said: "You pick the ugly ones to eat. I pack the ugly ones, and most of the coins are with me."

"is it?"

Qiao Aiwen has a lot of energy. She ate seven or eight ugly dumplings in a row. She really ate a coin and folded her hands together. She had a pious expression: "Bless I will definitely win Ling Yue this year!"

Ren Lina said: "You know a little bit in your heart, and you are enthusiastic here, and he will also respond to you. It is the easiest to tell if you like someone. See if he will actively look for you and think about you all the time. ."

Qiao Aiwen said: "The only time he took the initiative to give me something and let you kill it. If there is something wrong with both of us in the future, you must be delayed."

Ren Lina immediately frowned: "You kid, what's the problem for the Chinese New Year..."

Song Xi mingled with Han Chunmeng and Gu Dongxu in the past. The two people talked about cross talk under the overpass. Now when they arrive at Qiao's house, I didn't expect Qiao Aiwen and Ren Lina to be like this. Maybe this is the so-called horoscope.

After eating and watching TV for a while, Ren Lina first proposed to go back to the room to sleep. When she left, Song Xi immediately drooped her eyelids and couldn't get up.

George Sheng took her back to the room, and Qiao Aiwen followed behind and muttered: "I wear headphones to listen to music to sleep at night, you don't have to worry about me."

Song Xi wanted to respond, but because he was too sleepy, George Sheng gave her a sideways glance and didn't speak.

Back in the room, Song Xi lay his head on the bed. George Sheng stood by the bed and unbuttoned his shirt. He asked, "Can you take a shower?"

Song Xi closed her eyes and replied, "I can't get up."

George Sheng unbuttoned half of the button, revealing a smooth and strong chest, with his arms propped on the bed, he leaned down and said in a low voice, "Shall I wash it for you?"

Hearing this, Song Xi buried his face on the quilt and replied dullly: "I'm so sleepy, don't make trouble for me."

George Sheng covered her ears, breathing hot, with a strong hint of teasing: "I have a full service, you don't need to do it."

Song Xi has this guilty heart, but how...

On one side of her face, she exposed her nose and mouth, opened her dimly drunk eyes slightly, and met George Sheng's dazzling black eyes like stars in a daze.

The pink lips opened, and she said gruffly: "I am in a bad state now, you wait for me to sober up... I will cooperate with you, OK?"