Although George Sheng doesn't like to take the initiative to attack, she is not a person who'sit and wait to die'. She has been bullied to the door of the house. If he doesn't respond, he deserves to be alone.

Song Xi was blowing his hair intently, and George Sheng leaned back two inches without a trace. Song Xi stretched out her hand and could reach him while standing still, except that she had just stretched out George Sheng's head. Stepping back an inch, she had to lower her eyes and ask, "Is it hot?"

George Sheng's thin lips opened: "I'm tired from sitting."

After all, he simply supported his body with his arms backwards, and was half a meter away from her in an instant.

Song Xi didn’t change his clothes and couldn’t go to bed in outer trousers. The only thing he could do was to lean forward as far as possible and keep the hair dryer closer to him. George Sheng’s legs were supported by the men. Now Song Xi Unknowingly standing between his legs and accidentally meeting his meaningful black eyes, Song Xi instantly guessed that he was intentional.

Did you tease her on purpose?

Suddenly Song Xi lifted one leg, knelt on his knees beside a small bed between George Sheng's legs, leaning forward, blowing his hair without changing his face.

Regardless of the posture, the sultry desire is always the same. George Sheng's hair is short and he can blow it in less than a minute. Song Xi turned off the hair dryer and said, "Okay."

She stepped back, but George Sheng raised his hand to hook her back of the neck and pulled her directly down from above. Song Xi lay on the soft black bathrobe, only one hand away from George Sheng's face.

Before on the sofa downstairs, he got on and off, and she could clearly perceive the strong pressure on him, so she had to hide under his figure. But at this time she went up and down, his handsome face was dark and unclear, because the light above his head was blocked by her. From this angle, he seemed to have no enchanting hostility, only the beautiful and impulsive skin.

The eyebrows are picturesque and can be used on men. The eyebrows are darker than the hair color, the long eyelashes that are about to block the eyes, the eyebrows are captivating, and the tall nose is the thin but stylish lips. valve.

Song Xi's gaze went from top to bottom uncontrollably, and finally froze on his lips. She thought her intentions were obvious enough. George Sheng should take the initiative to kiss her, but as time passed, he was like this. Lying quietly, but she couldn't bear it, and wanted to kiss.

George Sheng looked at her lazily. He didn't believe her concentration was so strong. Sure enough, after a moment of silent pulling, Song Xi slowly lowered her head. He thought she was going to kiss her directly, but she just pressed his forehead against his forehead. , The tip of the nose is against the tip of the nose, and the four lips are always separated by a distance that can feel the temperature of each other.

George Sheng's mind was empty for two seconds. At last, there was a flash of inspiration. He felt that this picture seemed familiar. In the kitchen downstairs a few days ago, he also used this method to tease her. Who can't help but who will move first, unexpectedly... Returning to the other person so quickly.

Song Xi was very bad, and she deliberately spoke at such a distance: "Your forehead is warm and cool, is it uncomfortable?"

Her lips closed together and she was about to touch George Sheng.

George Sheng remained silent, his thin lips opened: "Take a cold shower."

Song Xi said, "Why take a cold shower in this weather?"

George Sheng said: "To put out the fire, doing too much is not good for your health."

Song Xi's blood rushed to his face, clearly understood, but he wanted to say amusedly: "I don't understand what you say."

George Sheng said in a low voice: "Don't understand, you won't experience this kind of suffering anyway."

He was accustomed to piercing people's hearts with stitches. Originally, Song Xi wanted to tease him, but when he heard this, he felt that he was suffering and a little pitiful. If he teased him again, wouldn't it be a disaster?

After a moment of silence, she said: "Then I won't bother you, get up and eat."

As she said, she raised her head imposingly, but George Sheng clasped her back of her neck with his big hands, and replied in a low voice: "I have been harassing me for so long, so just leave?"

The masculine scent rushing towards her face was mixed with a dangerous aura that was on the verge of exposure. Song Xi had already guessed what would happen next, her cheeks were hot, and she whispered, "Then what are you going to do?"

George Sheng's very low voice was full of bewitching smells: "Kiss me."

Song Xi's brain banged, and his whole body was as if it had been electrified, and he couldn't tell whether it was painful or itchy.

To be a human being, she must be aware of advancing and retreating. After teasing him for so long, she did not plan to retreat all over, closed her eyes, and Song Xi took the initiative to kiss George Sheng’s lips. He lay motionless, without the strength of the past. Quiet like a sleeping beast.

Song Xi knew what he meant. He planned to hand over the initiative to her. This time he was the one who enjoyed the service.

Today she is in a good mood, and he doesn't care too much. Song Xi has never been a fearful master. Since he wants to be slapped, then she has no reason to fight.

The four lips joined together, and Song Xi followed the steps of George Sheng, from light to heavy, from the outside to the inside, and kissed every place, including the tip of his tongue prying his lips apart. Although embarrassed, she didn’t Willing to admit defeat.

In less than ten seconds, George Sheng couldn't help responding to her. From the breeze to the gust of rain, Song Xi lost the initiative without paying attention, but when she reacted, he kissed him more intensely. , George Sheng, who was stubborn and irritated, twisted and pressed her under him, and put his hand into her clothes along the hem.

Because of her concentration, Song Xi didn't respond for a while, until George Sheng's hand was covered in front of her chest through her underwear, Song Xi opened her eyes in a panic, and raised his hand to hold his arm.

George Sheng opened his eyes, his body was hot, and her chest was visibly up and down.

There was silence for a long while, and the two of them were tacitly aware. It was not time yet, so they could only let the impulse fade slowly.

I don't know how long it took, Song Xi took the lead and said, "Is it enough to be cheap?"

George Sheng stared at her, slowly slid his hand under her clothes, swept his fingers across the soft flesh of her waist, her scalp numb.

He turned over and lay aside, Song Xi sat up, pretending to calmly smooth her hair: "Go down to eat, I'm going to starve to death."

George Sheng said: "You go first."

She asked: "How about you?"

He said: "I'll come in a while."

Song Xi came out of George Sheng's room, and when she stepped to the third floor, she reached out and touched her cheek. It was hot and hot. She went back to the room and took a shower and changed her pajamas. When she went downstairs, George Sheng hadn't come out yet. She went in and listened. There was the sound of water in the bathroom. Standing at the door of the bathroom, Song Xi asked in a loud voice, "Isn't it finished yet?"

After a few seconds, George Sheng's deep voice came: "Don't wait for me, go eat first."

His bathroom was very big, and his voice had a faint sense of emptiness. Song Xi thought of the fire extinguishing he had said before, and an indescribable picture appeared in his mind.

That night, neither of them had eaten it. She waited for him downstairs. He only came down for more than 40 minutes. The noodles were long gone. She made two more bowls of pimple soup. There were two in George Sheng's bowl. Egg, this is her silent compensation.