Life With You

Chapter 543: Do you want?

George Sheng leaned over to kiss her, bit her lips, and murmured, "Just **** me."

Song Xi groaned, unable to speak, George Sheng touched her face and asked softly, "Should I undress you?"

Song Xi closed her eyes and replied, "You go take a bath and I will take it off by myself."

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

Song Xi acted like a baby and reached out to push him: "You go wash."

Before leaving, George Sheng put down his words: "Wait for the wine to wake up, you said it yourself."

Song Xi answered vaguely, and George Sheng turned and walked to the bathroom. When he came out of the shower, Song Xi had lain down under the quilt, and all his clothes and pants were taken off on the sofa.

He walked over in pajama pants and a T-shirt, listening to her breathing steady and falling asleep.

After turning off the light, George Sheng opened the quilt and lay in the dark. He naturally dragged the pillow to Song Xi’s face. The hand under the quilt was also wrapped around her waist. She used to sleep in pajamas. The fabric was soft and warm. With one breath, his hands will feel the rhythm up and down.

He wanted her very much, but he didn't want to take advantage of her. He wanted her to be sober and let her know clearly what she was doing, who she loved and who she gave.

After watching her for a while, George Sheng closed his eyes, and kept silently thinking about restraint, restraint...

Song Xi slept soundly. People who hadn't dreamed for eight hundred years actually dreamed that they rolled the sheets with George Sheng. The scenes in the dream were always switching. For a while, it was the second floor of Cuicheng Mountain, his master bedroom, and the living room sofa. Even the kitchen... but only one thing remains the same. The two of them are entangled crazily. In various poses, she can't breathe. Even the humming can only open her mouth weakly, but the flow of the body washes away. The happiness of the soul is exceptionally clear.

While half-dreaming and half-awake, Song Xi slowly opened her eyes, but her body was still supported by pleasure, and her eyes were completely dark. She had difficulty breathing. It took a full five seconds before she realized that her entire face was covered in the quilt. And the whole person is in someone's arms.

Reaching out and pulling off the quilt, poking her head out, Song Xi finally came alive when she breathed in the fresh air.

The lower abdomen was swollen. Song Xi wanted to go to the bathroom. After a little movement, George Sheng's voice came from above his head: "What's the matter?"

Song Xi's cat-like soft voice replied: "Go to the toilet."

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

Man sitting on the toilet, squinting to see a wet panties, Song Xi's blushing and heartbeat, she had such a shameless dream on the same bed with George Sheng, is she really hungry and thirsty? ?

She brought a change of underwear, but George Sheng was awake, she could not change it blatantly, so as not to be noticed by him. Two minutes later, Song Xi came out of the bathroom and did not go to bed from George Sheng again. The other side climbed up obediently, and then lay flat 20 centimeters away from him.

George Sheng pulled down her hand under the quilt and whispered: "Are you awake?"

Song Xi didn't know what time it was or how long she had slept, but her mind was clearly awake, especially the dream just now, which kept her from being calm for a long time.

With a turmoil in her heart, she deliberately whispered back: "So sleepy."

George Sheng stretched out his arms and took her into his arms: "Go to sleep."

He didn't do anything, just hugged her. Song Xi wanted to wrinkle her face into a bun in his arms and secretly said that she was killing her mother. At such a close distance, she smelled his body and fit His body temperature, listening to his heartbeat...The pictures in the dream were frame after frame, and the little movie revolved in her mind, she wanted to...keep him down.

She lay motionless in his arms and for a while, George Sheng asked, "Can't sleep?"

Song Xi wanted to pretend that he couldn't sleep back, but he stepped back a little and lowered his head to look at her: "What do you think?"

Song Xi closed her eyes and replied in a low voice: "Temple jump."

George Sheng stretched out his arm: "Knead it for you."

His slender fingers pressed her left temple, but she had a pillow on her right, and he whispered: "Lie down."

Song Xi turned to one side and lay flat on the pillow. George Sheng put on the quilt, then turned over and rode on her, bending over to help her rub her temples.

Song Xi's blood was tumbling, and he wanted to curse with excitement. Is he rubbing his temples? I used a knife to kill a chicken!

George Sheng controlled his legs, propped himself up, rubbed for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Is it better?"

"Ok."

Song Xi replied, and George Sheng withdrew his hand. At the same time, he lowered his upper body and pressed his whole body on her.

Song Xi's heartbeat speeded up abruptly, knowing that the time to come would come, and she wanted it too, so she didn't struggle and waited for George Sheng's next move.

George Sheng slightly tilted his head and kissed, Song Xi opened his mouth to cater, and the two tongues were touched from the initial collision, and all the following movements became instinctive reactions.

George Sheng touched her body through her pajamas, Song Xi did not stop, thinking that this feeling...exactly the same as in the dream, no, it was more clearly impacted than in the dream.

In the dark night, in the silent room, the bodies of the two people were equally hot. Song Xi heard the ambiguous sound of George Sheng sucking her lips, and George Sheng also heard Song Xi's sudden gasping inadvertently.

His kiss followed the curve of her side face, slid all the way to the soft and smooth neck, and kissed her clavicle softly. The tingling sensation of ants crawling all over made Song Xi couldn't help but gather the arms around his neck.

The shoulder straps of the pajamas were peeled off by him, revealing a large body of soft jade, and George Sheng was gradually lost in it, and even Song Xi began to lack oxygen in his brain. For an instant, he didn't know where the night was.

Song Xi was hot, but she could still feel the damp and hot temperature from George Sheng, especially his face and a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

Song Xi kindly raised her hand to help him wipe, but George Sheng clasped her wrist, raised her arm to the top of her head, and then kissed the inside of her arm, all the way up.

His kiss was too thin, as if feathers were scraped to the most ticklish part of Song Xi's heart. Song Xi couldn't help but retract, but George Sheng tugged, she hummed and called his name: "Zhi Sheng... "

She usually called him Mao Tou Sheng and Xiao Sheng, but rarely called him Zhi Sheng. She used to be acting in front of people, but now it is true to the bed. George Sheng instantly confused his eyes and went crazy.

Kissing every ticklish spot on her body made Song Xi have to whisper his name.

George Sheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his thin lips opened, and his voice was low and dull: "Call my husband."

Song Xi hummed...

"Husband."

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

Obviously he couldn't bear it, but he just wanted to press her, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want me?"

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