Chapter 147 Childish Joy

But what kind of flowers can be made from items from airport fast food restaurants? George Sheng even picked up the skills of the chef at home, so it was conceivable that he almost hated the food here. He could only watch Song Xi and Yuan Bao feasting, feeling hungry and angry.

That night, he took a plane back to Night City. George Sheng kept his eyes closed and rested on the way. He didn't know if he had fallen asleep. Song Xi had slept at Wu's house for a day. He couldn't sleep at this time. He was thinking about Coca-Cola and Qixi. He didn't know about them. How have you been these past few days? I wanted to take the time to ask Yuan Bao. I quietly turned my head and looked through the gap. Yuan Bao was sitting behind the two of them, also sleeping.

Song Xi is not a wolf. George Sheng and Yuan Bao came all the way from Night City to Laozhou. She kept this relationship in mind. Even though George Sheng said something ugly, he did help her again. She just saw him He didn't eat much at the airport, and his face looked stinky, so he might as well make him a bowl of pimple soup when he got home. Anyway, he could eat a big bowl of it whenever she made it.

Thinking of the big bowl...Song Xi couldn't help but recall the bad behavior he did a few days ago when he forced her to eat and pushed her until she vomited. George Sheng sat next to Song Xi, and she secretly glanced at him. She couldn't tell whether it was gratitude or irritation.

How could there be a person like George Sheng in this world? She had never seen him kill people, set fire to homes, and rob homes, but he cut his flesh slowly with a knife, and most people couldn't stand it. That is to say, she was now in peace, leaving the past behind...

Thinking of Song Yuanqing again in her mind, her anger suddenly disappeared, replaced by sourness and softness. Indeed, she is no better than before. Now even for Song Yuanqing, she must endure it honestly, isn't she suffering from some cowardice? , as long as her old Song is at ease, she has no other thoughts.

After several hours of journey to Lanzhou Feiye City, Song Xi was in high spirits while sleeping during the day. Her eyes were as bright as light bulbs. She caught a glimpse of the entire first-class cabin sleeping. She couldn't sleep and turned on the lights. Magazine, bored, glanced at George Sheng sitting next to him from the corner of his eye.

He must be asleep, right? He hadn't moved for more than an hour. In the past, when she beat Song Xi to death, she didn't dare to look at him blatantly, but now that he was asleep, Song Xi turned her face sideways and looked at him as if no one else was around.

Having been hanging out with Han Chunmeng for a long time, and having her talk about handsome guys all day long, even if Song Xi wasn't a nymphomaniac before, she was still somewhat affected now.

She had known for a long time that George Sheng was good-looking. After all, she was not blind. It was just that George Sheng had a bad temper and his family background. There really was a kind of person who was born with a coldness, as if he should not approach strangers. Anyone who comes close will be killed without mercy. She has been with him for so long, and she has never seen him smile. When he smiles, he smiles superficially, sneers, mocks, sneers...it really makes her heartache when she thinks about it.

But in terms of appearance, George Sheng has absolutely no choice. Viewed from the side, he has thick eyebrows and long eyelashes. Because of his strong brow bones, his eye sockets appear even more sunken. In addition, with his tall and straight nose bridge, in the dim light, he looks a bit like a mixed race. smell.

Tsk, no wonder Da Mengmeng took one look at him and dared to risk her life to covet him. She always said that all good-looking people are the same. This is simply deceiving herself. But there is a handsome and unique one right in front of her.

In the dead of night, Song Xi looked at George Sheng. The more he looked at him, the more he felt an impulse in his heart... Just like everyone has some harmless bad tastes, Song Xi also has them. At this moment, she especially wanted to do something to George Sheng that she had always wanted to do but didn't dare to do. Actions.

Slowly raising his hand, Song Xi scratched the eyelid of his left eye. At the same time, he stuck out his tongue at George Sheng. This action was done by almost everyone in their childhood to show that they hate the other person, but they basically jumped from kindergarten to middle class. Children in the upper class will not do it. The reason is very simple, it is too childish.

Song Xi had nothing to do with George Sheng. Besides daring to secretly despise him, what else could she do?

But she never dreamed that even though she was so humble, God would still play tricks on her.

I saw George Sheng, who was "sleeping" with his eyes closed, slowly raising his thick black eyelashes, turning his eyeballs slightly, and looking at Song Xi who was still making a face for a century.

She was most afraid of the sudden silence in the air, because the cabin was dimly lit, and George Sheng's face was hidden in the darkness. Therefore, Song Xi was in a trance for a moment. Was she blinded? Why did she feel that George Sheng had opened his eyes?

But such thoughts were really self-deception. Song Xi quickly realized that he had been caught in the act. His brain blurred between crashing and starting at full speed in an instant. Song Xi's hands were faster than his brain and he pretended that nothing happened. , raised his other hand, rubbed his face with both hands, pretending to have just woken up, and then without even looking at George Sheng, he immediately turned his head to the window to sleep.

The whole process was perfect, except for one slight flaw. It would have been better if George Sheng was blind.

Song Xi closed her eyes and her heart was beating wildly. She wished she could scold her, secretly thinking that God was deliberately trying to embarrass her to death. There was a high probability that George Sheng would curse her in the next second, but after waiting for a long time, George Sheng still didn't say a word. Fa, Song Xi didn't dare to open his eyes and look, so he pretended to sleep, squinting, and actually fell asleep.

How could Song Xi know that George Sheng was a light sleeper and had a hard time falling asleep at home, let alone on the plane. He just closed his eyes to rest his mind. He also knew that she had never fallen asleep, but she stared at him later. , he was secretly curious, not knowing what she wanted to do.

When he opened his eyes and saw her look just now, he really wanted to say something to her, but she actually acted in front of him and pretended to be asleep again. He almost got angry and laughed. If he hadn't known that she was a cardiologist, She said that she worked in a hospital, and he must have thought that he was caring for mentally ill people all the time, and that he had some mental abnormalities.

Song Xi had a solid sleep this time. At least she didn't know when the plane stopped. Until someone woke her up, she opened her eyes in a daze. It took two seconds to regain consciousness and see her body clearly. Others are Yuanbao.

Yuan Bao said: "Miss Song, we're here."

Song Xi didn't see George Sheng. She only saw him not far away after getting off the plane. Qiangya didn't call her and left first.

He cursed a few words secretly, which was expected, so Song Xi didn't feel disappointed or otherwise. After leaving the airport, there were two private cars at the door. George Sheng said to Yuan Bao: "You don't have to send it off, you can go back. "

Yuan Bao responded: "Well, please slow down a little."

Song Xi and George Sheng got into the car one after another and were sent back to Cuicheng Mountain by others. When they got off the car, Song Xi suddenly realized why she didn't ask Yuan Bao just now which pet store he had fostered Qixi and Coke. She could pick them up after get off work tomorrow. .

While walking and thinking, George Sheng's voice suddenly came, "I'm hungry."

Song Xi raised her head and looked forward. George Sheng was walking two steps in front of her without looking back.

Song Xi thought about him going to Lianzhou to pick her up, and replied cheerfully: "I'll help you make pimple soup."