Chapter 330: He Was so Angry that He Had a Stomachache

Song Xi's words could hit George Sheng on several points. After much deliberation, he still said: "Who do you want to be brothers with?"

Song Xi replied: "Are they called sisters?"

In the silent room, she seemed to hear him taking a deep breath.

Before he could get angry, Song Xi immediately changed his tone: "Hey, don't be angry, I'm making you happy."

She made no secret of her true intentions. When George Sheng heard this, he was silent for a moment and replied lukewarmly: "You can't flatter me even if you flatter me."

Song Xi felt sorry for his illness and coaxed him in a good-tempered way: "Then where is the right place? I'll take pictures wherever you point."

George Sheng replied in a calm voice: "Legs."

Song Xi's beautiful eyes slightly raised.

Seeing that she didn't understand, George Sheng added impatiently: "I'm almost dying of heat."

"Oh." Song Xi said, "Let me wipe it for you."

She stood up in a gesture, but forgot that George Sheng was still holding one of her hands. Because they had held it for so long, both of them had no feeling. When there was a sudden movement, both of them were stunned.

George Sheng took back his hand, and Song Xi raised the corners of her lips and patted his arm: "It's okay, don't be afraid."

George Sheng looked at her: "What am I afraid of?"

Song Xi said: "I said I'm not afraid."

George Sheng: "..."

After saying that, Song Xi walked towards the bathroom, seemingly very calm, but in fact her heartbeat was beating like a drum.

Turning to a place where George Sheng could not see, Song Xi breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at her left hand. The back of her palm was sweaty. The palm of her hand was her own sweat, and the back of her hand was held by George Sheng.

After wiping George Sheng's body again and changing his clothes, Song Xi's forehead was sweating slightly. He glanced at the food on the bedside table and said aloud: "I'll turn on the light, and you can have some porridge."

George Sheng said: "No."

Song Xi said: "Can you see it?"

George Sheng didn't want to do it himself, so he replied: "As long as you can see it."

Song Xi was not stupid. She knew it was time to flatter him, so she put a pillow on him. She picked up the porcelain bowl on the table. The porridge happened to be warm. She took a spoonful and handed it to George Sheng's lips.

George Sheng took a bite: "Added sugar?"

"Yeah, it's made with rock sugar."

George Sheng remembered that yesterday morning, she stuffed a handful of things into his pocket before leaving. Later he reached out to touch it and found it was a handful of candies... Was she coaxing him as a child?

Just when he was about to quarrel with her, Song Xi asked: "Is it delicious?"

George was so excited that he said "hmm" for no reason.

Song Xi sat on the edge of the bed and raised the corners of her lips: "I thought you would like it."

She fed him porridge in the dark, which seemed a bit strange at first glance, but George Sheng could clearly see the expression on her face, not only on her face, but also on the expression in her eyes.

Seeing how proud she was, George Sheng deliberately said lukewarmly: "It's just a bowl of sweet porridge."

Not to the point of being complacent?

Song Xi said: "It's my first time to cook rock sugar porridge. I cooked it so successfully. Shouldn't I be praised?"

George Sheng said: "Not all mentally retarded people can cook well."

Song Xi pouted: "A mentally retarded person will not feed you porridge."

George Sheng said provocatively: "Aren't you happy? If you're not happy, you can let it go. No one will force you."

Song Xi's face was expressionless, but he said, "I'm so happy, but you didn't notice that my hands were shaking with excitement."

As she said that, she scooped up a spoonful of porridge and brought it to George Sheng's lips with real trembling.

George Sheng frowned: "If you spill it on my sheets..."

Before he finished speaking, a drop of water from the bottom of the spoon fell on the quilt. Song Xi could not see it, but George Sheng could see it clearly.

After pushing it forward in one breath, he opened his lips and was about to scold her. Song Xi thought he was in a hurry to eat, so he immediately put a large spoonful of porridge into his mouth.

It is said that women love to eat sweets, and sweets will make people feel good. In fact, this statement is very ambiguous, because men also like to eat sweets, and eating sweets will also make them feel good.

Just like George Sheng, a mouthful of sweet porridge is held in the mouth, and it is sweet from the tongue to the throat, and from the throat to the heart.

He himself was puzzled that just because of a mouthful of porridge, he actually forgave her for dropping something on his quilt, and suddenly he didn't want to scold her anymore.

After drinking several spoonfuls of sweet porridge, George Sheng was in a good mood and asked in a slightly lazy tone: "Only porridge?"

Song Xi asked: "Would you like some side dishes?"

"Um."

She was really prepared. When she raised her hand to take it, George Sheng took a look and saw some side dishes, a large bowl of cut fruits.

He pierced a piece of apple with a fork and handed it to George Sheng's lips. George Sheng was so heartbroken that he would eat whatever he was given. He was too lazy to tell her that she was Liu Adou who couldn't help him in this regard.

A mouthful of porridge and a mouthful of fruit. In the quiet room, there was only the sound of George Sheng's slight chewing. Song Xi felt like a keeper. Although the beast was ferocious, feeding her food still gave her a great sense of accomplishment.

"Looking at you eating so deliciously makes me hungry."

Song Xi said while feeding.

George Sheng replied expressionlessly: "You have a misunderstanding about instinct and fragrance."

Song Xi raised her eyes and looked at him: "Why would you eat so much if it's not delicious?"

George Sheng said: "I just don't want to eat this kind of thing anymore, so I have to get better soon."

Song Xi lowered his gaze, secretly despising him.

After he finished eating, Song Xi stood up and wanted to leave. George Sheng asked, "Where are you going?"

Song Xi said: "Eat."

George Sheng said: "Bring it up and eat it."

Song Xi looked at him with half-suspicious eyes and half-vigilant eyes. George Sheng replied with a tone of 'you think too much': "I'm still not feeling well. You keep vigil tonight."

Song Xi heard this and secretly cursed in his heart, keeping vigil? Why didn't he say escort?

Just as he was thinking about it, George Sheng said: "If I don't keep it in vain, I will remember your love."

Song Xi immediately replied: "Your words are enough. I'll come as soon as I go."

George Sheng's favor was something most people couldn't get even if they wanted it. She didn't think she was taking advantage of it, but at most she was taking advantage of it.

She went downstairs and it took almost twenty minutes to come back up. During the process, George Sheng thought she had run away countless times.

When he came back, Song Xi was holding a square deep plate in both hands. Before the person appeared, George Sheng could already smell the fragrance.

When she walked in, George Sheng stared at her intently. Song Xi thought he was asleep and was about to go to the coffee table to eat in silence. Unexpectedly, he suddenly said: "What are you eating?"

Song Xi looked towards the bed, her eyes unable to adapt to the darkness immediately. She could not clearly see the expression on George Sheng's face, so she could only answer truthfully: "Pasta."

George Sheng said: "Are you deliberately taking revenge on me?"

Song Xi had known him for a long time and immediately understood his logic and replied: "You are sick and can't digest the noodles."

George Sheng said: "My stomach hurts."

Song Xi immediately asked: "Huh? Why do you suddenly have a stomachache?"

George Sheng said: "I'm angry."

The only thing that Song Xi has difficulty adapting to now is his sudden 'funny' attitude. She thought he was serious just now.

Since the resentment was so deep, Song Xi only came to the bedside with a plate and asked insincerely: "Do you want to eat?"

George Sheng replied cheerfully: "I won't eat it."

Song Xi felt happy.

But he was happy for only three seconds. George Sheng said again: "You can't eat it either."