Being held in his arms by Georges Sheng, one of his hands is still holding hers. Song Xi is nervous to him. Fortunately, she suddenly has a bright head and turns around and says, "I almost forgot."

George Sheng glanced at the tip of her nose and plump lips and asked in a low voice, "what have you forgotten?"

Song Xi said: "you call home to see if Xiaowen is at home."

"What can I do for her?" said Georges Sheng

Song Xi said: "I'm not looking for her. My elder martial brother said that he called Xiaowen. Xiaowen turned off the phone and hasn't answered the phone since last night. I don't know if he got home safely."

She should have asked as soon as she entered the kitchen, but somehow she remembered now.

George Sheng is not in a hurry. He orders Song Xi to peel the salted egg and take out the yolk. He turns around and picks up the mobile phone on the desk and makes a phone call to go out.

When he got through, George Sheng asked, "Mom, is Xiaowen at home?"

Ren Lina said: "at home, I ran out in the middle of the night yesterday. I called her back. I had a cold and fever. I just asked the doctor to give her an injection. Are you looking for her? I'll take the phone. "

"No, I'll go back to see her later," Georgeson said

Ren Lina said: "you come back to talk about her for me. You go to the hospital all day. If people are interested in her, how can she be so busy?"

After listening to the nagging for a long time, George Sheng said faintly, "well, I'll hang up first."

He put down his cell phone, Song Xi turned his head and asked, "what's wrong with Xiaowen?"

"A cold has a fever," Georgeson said

Song Xi was a little worried: "what happened? Yesterday was fine. "

George Sheng went to the side of the pot and stirred the porridge in the pot with a spoon. He said, "I'm going to ask your elder martial brother."

When Song Xi thought of Ling Yue's attitude, he didn't answer for a moment. George Sheng said, "put in the egg yolk and cook it for another five minutes."

Song Xi was afraid that George Sheng would anger Ling Yue, so he quickly cut off the topic and joked: "there are two brushes."

George Sheng is noncommittal, but the expression on his face is obviously proud.

At this moment, Georges Sheng's mobile phone rings. When he gets through, Yuanbao's voice comes from his mobile phone: "is porridge ready?"

George Sheng let out a "Hmmm" and Yuanbao said, "Song Xi doesn't like hot pot very much. I've ordered Tiandi's family in the evening."

George Sheng said, "you can do it as you like."

Yuan Baoxiao said: "good coax, I wish you success."

Georgetown just hung up.

Song Xi was standing not far away. She also heard Yuan Bao's words. She turned her head and glanced at George Sheng. She raised her eyebrows and said, "you can't cook porridge at all. Yuan Bao told you that."

Georges Sheng's face was light, and he looked back at her: "when people say I will, can you?"

Song Xi immediately replied, "why not? It's that simple. I can do it

George Sheng said, "well, you can cook porridge for me every morning."

Song Xi stuttered for a while. Before he could refute, Georges Sheng asked again, "don't you want to?"

Song Ximei's eyes turned, don't open the line of sight, the voice is not big or small back way: "that depends on how you treat me."

Georges Sheng stands two steps away from Song Xi. She can feel that he is looking at her. Sure enough, the shadow is approaching. Georges Sheng hugs her waist from behind, and then drops his head to kiss song Xi's face. Song Xi tilts his head and pretends to be calm and says, "why? Want to take advantage? "

George Sheng opened his thin lips and whispered back, "take advantage of each other."

Song Xi's heart beats like a drum, and her IQ is almost overwhelmed by impulse. She tries to maintain her sense and tilts her head and says, "I remember someone said before, how about if I can't help it first? Are you giving me a step now?"

George Sheng held her, still maintaining the head half hanging posture unchanged, between the two faces only separated by less than a hand distance, his pupils dark, reflecting Song Xi's beautiful and amazing face, lips one by one, the voice is very low: "I can't help it, this time you give me a step down."

He usually speaks in a low voice. At this time, he deliberately lowers his tone. His voice is low and hoarse. Song Xi's head is buzzing. Her body is like someone else's. she can't control it and doesn't move at all. She can only watch George Sheng approach.

At the beginning, Song Xi opened her eyes and Georges Sheng also opened them. She wanted to see the expression on his face. But when his lips touched her, it was clear that as soon as he came near, he opened his mouth and bit her lips, and the tip of his tongue poked into her mouth. In an instant, Song Xi closed her eyes, and was shy and did not dare to look at him.

She twisted her head. Because of his strength, she instinctively hid back. Georgeson raised a hand and held her side face to adjust the angle better.

He thought it was just a kiss from a dragonfly, but what he wanted was sentimental. Song Xi closed his eyes, and his whole body was floating. His senses seemed to gather on the lips where they met. He was strong with his own tenderness, and he would not hurt her, but he clearly conveyed his desire, like to crush her and swallow her.

Song Xi doesn't pander, but she doesn't pretend to be reserved and try to relax. She has the right to enjoy what he wants... But the process of enjoying is too long. It's not that Song Xi feels uncomfortable, but that she obviously feels that if she continues to indulge like this, I'm afraid it won't end with a kiss.

So she's the first to pull back from the precipice, open her eyes, and don't overdo it.

George Sheng's forehead is on her left side of her head. Song Xi's cheeks are red, and his lips are full and crystal clear after moistening.

Neither of them spoke immediately, and the kitchen was quiet.

Five seconds later, Song Xi could not help but said, "put the yolk in. I'll go out and call my elder martial brother."

With that, she turned to walk out and turned her back to Georges Sheng. Song Xi's facial features frowned together and had no face to live.

When he comes to the balcony of the living room, Song Xi dials Ling Yue's phone. Ling Yue hasn't entered the operating room yet, so he answers quickly.

Song Xi said: "elder martial brother, don't worry. Xiaowen is at home. She has a cold and a fever."

Ling Yue hears speech, pause two seconds, immediately way: "do you have medicine at home?"

Song Xi said, "I don't know. I didn't talk to her directly. Why don't you call her and ask?"

Ling Yue said: "it is estimated that she will still turn off the power."

Song Xi said, "do you know how to worry now? I always have a cold face. If I were her, I would not answer your phone

Ling Yue said: "if you have nothing to do, go to see her. You can't delay the fever. If it's a high fever, let her go to the hospital as soon as possible."

Song Xi a curled his lips: "you will instigate people. It is clear that you are the one who provoked me. Why don't you go to see it?"

Ling Yue voice is very flat back way: "I immediately into the operating room, what's the matter, two hours later contact."

Song Xi sighed and joked: "go, go, fall in love with your operating room."

Ling Yue said calmly: "I went to see Shen Zhaoyi in the morning. He wanted to leave the hospital. He said that the police station would send a special doctor to take over. I don't recommend him to leave the hospital in his current physical condition, but he has asked someone to go through the discharge procedures."

When Song Xi heard the words, he had nothing to say for a moment.