Song Xi wanted to be the strongest person in front of Gu Dongxu and Han Chunmeng, but now in front of George Sheng, she just wanted to nest in his arms for comfort.

George Sheng hugged her, Song Xi pressed her face to his neck, breathing the familiar smell of him, and this breath represented absolute safety.

George Sheng didn't need to say anything, just provide a warm and generous embrace. Song Xi closed his eyes, and asked dumbly after a long while, "Are there any principles you can't violate?"

George Sheng said: "I don't have so many rules and regulations, and I can't say the principle. Don't touch my bottom line."

Song Xi asked: "Then what is your bottom line?"

George Sheng said, "The one who touched me."

Regardless of relatives, friends, or lovers, as long as he holds a place in his heart, it is part of him, and if outsiders touch him, he will quarrel a hundred times.

Song Xi said, "I'm relieved."

George Sheng asked: "What were you worried about?"

Song Xi replied half-jokingly and half-seriously: "I'm afraid you are as principled as Dong Xu. If I do something wrong, I'm afraid you will trouble me."

George Sheng said: "As long as it is not an emotional error, I can forgive everything else."

Song Xi asked, "Then what if I make a very serious mistake, I will go to jail?"

George Sheng said: "If it can be done, it will be done. If it is not, I will go in with you."

Song Xi lifted her head from his arms, raised her eyes to look at him, and slightly pursed her mouth: "Why didn't you go to jail for me? Do you have to slap your back when you die?"

George Sheng did not look down at her, but looked forward leisurely, his thin lips opened, and said lightly: "I'm afraid I will go in by myself, and you can't stand loneliness and remarry outside, so what have I become?"

It would be better to pull her up, so that he feels at ease.

Hearing this, Song Xi immediately raised his hand and beat him in anger: "Who are you?"

George Sheng grabbed her wrist and replied in a low voice, "Your husband."

Song Xi was numb all over by him, scratching her heart with her claws, and had to blush and nest in his arms, greedily enjoying the embrace of this man who was as safe as it was dangerous.

Back home, the two changed their shoes in the hallway. George Sheng asked, "Have you eaten tonight?"

Song Xi said, "I didn't eat it. Dongxu bought a lot of things, but I really couldn't eat it." He was flustered.

George Sheng said: "I haven't eaten either. If I want to eat, I will ask someone to bring it."

Song Xi said, "It's too slow to send someone to you. I'll cook what you want."

George Sheng asked: "Are you in the mood to cook now?"

Song Xi didn't have it at first, let alone done it, and didn't want to eat, but the words he just said in the car just right touched her heart. When she was in a good mood, she naturally treated him well.

"I don't need to eat, but I can't leave you hungry." Song Xi was very good at talking and coaxed him by the way.

George Sheng was really happy. Whether he was happy or not was not in the words, but in his eyes, but seeing a warm color in his eyes, he said: "I want to eat noodles."

Song Xiying said, "Okay, I'll give you something to eat below."

After she finished speaking, she didn't notice anything wrong, but George Sheng glanced at her meaningfully, his thin lips opened, and he whispered: "Song Di."

"Huh?" Song Xi looked at him with a look of ignorance.

George Sheng took off his jacket and sat on the sofa in the living room. He habitually lit a cigarette, and said in an ambiguous and teasing tone: "When you drink, you will be a gangster."

Song Xigang wanted to ask her why she was dirty, but recalling her last sentence, I will give you something to eat below, below...

In response, Song Xi stepped forward with her beautiful eyes and grabbed the cushion on the side to make him trouble. George Sheng grabbed the cushion with one hand and pulled it slightly. With her thin arms and legs, she fell forward. With a cigarette in one hand, George Sheng stretched out his arm, and put the other arm around her, pressing her on the sofa.

But in an instant, Song Xi's eyes were dim. George Sheng blocked the light in front of her. The two of them looked at each other for less than three seconds. His face was already pressed down. Song Xi grabbed the sweater on his chest and closed his eyes, familiar with it. But once again, the sensory impact was stronger than once.

Before George Sheng kissed her, her heartbeat, excitement, and blood flowed up, but her heart was always vigilant, knowing that he was a dangerous person, she must not be taken lightly, and she could not easily hand over the most precious things.

But it only took a few days? Song Xi was kissed by George Sheng again. Not only was there a physiological reaction, but the alertness in her heart was diminishing like an ebb. At this moment, she was not afraid of George Sheng, but she was afraid that she could not help him.

Before she lost her senses, Song Xi gave him a light push, and George Sheng slowly raised her head. Her face was still red in the backlight, and his ink-colored pupils were immersed in the desire of ice and fire.

"I'm hungry, let's cook the noodles first." The pink lips opened, and Song Xi's voice was like a cat.

For a moment, George Sheng could not do her on the spot. He stared at her intently. Song Xi's heart was beating like a drum, and there was only a small amount of reason left in his mind thinking desperately. If he wanted to continue, how would she respond?

George Sheng saw the hesitation and small calculations in her eyes, even if it was only a flash, if he was not 100% sure, every time he mentioned it would make her more wary, so he had to bear it.

Turning over and sitting up, he pulled her up again. The cigarette in George Sheng's hand, the ashes had accumulated, he flicked the ashes next to the ashtray, and he whispered: "Go."

Song Xi seemed to be calm and composed, but in fact he almost fled in a hurry. This man has a strong magnetic field, which can make people who are afraid of him retreat and make those who love him want to get close, and then sit next to him for two minutes. She was really afraid that she would pounce on it desperately.

No, this is too unreserved, absolutely can not take the initiative to send to the door, it must be consumed until he can't help it.

When Song Xi went to the kitchen to cook, George Sheng went upstairs to take a shower. She cooked the noodles in a cold bath for ten minutes. This time was not enough for him to let off the fire. He could only temporarily suppress the fire. It’s just like people knowing whether they’re cold or warm. George Sheng thought, these bad sins will have to be recovered from her sooner or later, thinking of her face, there is nothing in the bathroom. , And the small red mole on the chest that shocked the eyes...

Under completely cold water, George Sheng still felt his whole body on fire, and his desires were hard to control. If it were not for his natural self-control ability, when Song Xi went upstairs to ask him to eat, he would never come out of the bathroom.

Song Xi saw George Sheng, who was wearing a black bathrobe and his hair still dripping, was tumbling like a wave in his heart. It was just that women had a natural advantage over men. She was excited and would not show her feet.

However, in order to conceal the restlessness in his heart, Song Xi still actively said: "Do you want me to blow your hair?"

George Sheng didn't speak, and sat on the side of the bed with a ‘um’. Song Xi stood in front of him with a hair dryer, a tight cashmere sweater wrapped in an exquisite body, challenging George Sheng’s vision and endurance.