Chapter 357 Sincerity Mixed with Routine

Song Xi became anxious and said, "Don't talk nonsense. If you eat my longevity noodles, you will have smooth sailing and good luck in the future."

George Sheng made a joke, but he didn't expect Song Xi to care so much. Looking at her sincere look, George Sheng looked away and said disgusting words, but he didn't stop using his chopsticks and still ate.

Song Xi conjured up a small rectangular box out of nowhere, pushed it in front of George Sheng, and said with his eyes bent: "Then, a birthday gift."

George Sheng asked: "What?"

Song Xi said, "Open it and see for yourself."

She really didn't understand George Sheng. He didn't have any romantic qualities. People close to him gave gifts and they all came directly. He was too lazy to waste time unpacking because nothing would surprise or surprise him.

But Song Xi did it. She suddenly appeared with a cake. He was not unhappy in his heart, but then... he was shocked.

At this moment, another gift suddenly came. George Sheng was patient for the first time. He put down his chopsticks, tore open the package neatly, and opened the black outer box. Inside the box was a long object fifteen centimeters long and six or seven centimeters wide. It's black, so I can't tell what it is.

George Sheng took it out and found that it could be pushed up and down, and the lid of the box was pushed open, finally revealing the true nature of this thing. Inside were two electronic cigarettes that were the same size as real cigarettes.

Song Xi said: "I asked many colleagues around me who have quit smoking, and they all recommended this one to me, saying it has the best effect. Smoking is really not a good thing, and you smoke very frequently. When you want to smoke in the future, try it. Use e-cigarettes instead and see if you can quit."

It was George Sheng's birthday. He had collected houses, cars, and all kinds of expensive things, but no one had ever paid attention to his body. A warm current flowed through his heart in an instant. Before he could speak, Song Xi was there. He said directly: "Eating a bowl of longevity noodles will not make you live a hundred years. You still have to take good care of your body."

After being moved for only three seconds, George Sheng raised his eyes to look at Song Xi and said expressionlessly: "I don't know if eating other people's longevity noodles can help you live a hundred years. Yours definitely can't."

When Song Xi saw that someone was in a mood, he hurriedly said: "That's not what I meant. I'm mainly worried about you. You can get what you want. You are a winner in life. What awaits you is money, beautiful women, and endless glory and wealth." , you must take good care of yourself."

George Sheng opened his thin lips and teased: "The emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is."

Song Xi quickly joked: "If you are a eunuch, there is no need to worry."

George Sheng stared at her intently. Song Xi rested her elbows on the edge of the table, raised half of her face with her palms, looked at him with a smile and said, "It's your birthday today, whatever you say is right."

She didn't quarrel with him and looked indulgent. George Sheng couldn't even slap her, so he lowered his head and continued eating noodles.

After he finished the bowl of noodles, Song Xi was so sleepy that she wanted to yawn. She stood up to put away the bowl, but George Sheng said, "Leave it and ask someone to pick it up tomorrow."

After a pause, he added: "I'll pay for my sheets and carpet later."

Song Xi was so sleepy that he half-opened his eyes and replied lazily: "Stingy."

The two walked out together and parted ways on the second floor. He went to the guest room to sleep, and Song Xi returned to the third floor. She took a few steps forward, and George Sheng's voice came from behind: "Thank you."

Song Xi turned around and saw George Sheng entering the guest bedroom without looking back.

The corners of her lips raised slightly, and Song Xi secretly scolded him for being pretentious. What's there to be embarrassed about?

After returning to the room, Song Xi fell asleep, but George Sheng was tossing and turning in the guest room. In the darkness, he closed his eyes, and what lingered in front of his eyes was Song Xi's face and hands full of cakes, laughing and playing with him. The picture turned over. He didn't want to think about this, but what jumped out was the scene of him pressing her on the bed.

In the silent night, no one disturbed George Sheng's thoughts. He recalled clearly, remembering any subtle expression on her face, such as shyness.

Her face would turn red quickly when she was embarrassed, and tonight was the same.

It was past twelve o'clock, and he was now twenty-seven years old. It was his twenty-seventh birthday, and he had never had the experience of wiping cakes on each other. When he thought of her face as the "Chou Dan" in Peking Opera, George Sheng couldn't bear it. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he almost laughed out loud.

Early the next morning, Song Xi got up and packed up and went downstairs. Unexpectedly, she met George Sheng in the kitchen. There was no concealed surprise in her eyes. Song Xi looked at him and asked, "Why did you get up so early?"

George Sheng turned his back to her and stood under the cupboard, cooking something. When he heard this, he said in his usual calm tone: "Can't sleep."

Song Xi was a little worried and asked: "Compared with before? Is there any sign of improvement?"

George Sheng did not frustrate her: "It's okay."

Song Xi frowned slightly: "You really can't do this. There is a very powerful professor of traditional Chinese medicine in our hospital. How about I invite her outside some other time and let her show you?"

George Sheng turned off the fire, took a colander into the pot, took out a few eggs, put them into the small bag that had been prepared nearby, turned around and said, "Don't tell me, I seem to be in trouble."

The bag was placed in front of Song Xi: "It's for you."

Song Xi looked down, then raised the corners of his lips and said, "Why did you boil the eggs for me?"

George Sheng's face was calm: "It is the custom in Lanzhou that on birthdays, boiled eggs are given to friends around you."

Song Xi picked up the bag and put it in the palm of his hand. It was very warm, so warm that it was hot to the touch.

She said: "Shall I boil milk for you?"

George Sheng walked aside and handed her a thermos cup: "I cooked it this morning. Take it and drink it."

Song Xi raised her eyes to look at him, the smile and light in her eyes seemed to fill the entire starry sky.

George Sheng felt uncomfortable looking at her and couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at?"

Song Xi always curled up the corners of his lips and replied: "Okay, you can go to the hall and go to the kitchen. I thought you couldn't distinguish between the four limbs and the five grains."

George Sheng said quietly: "Are you talking about yourself?"

Song Xi held the eggs in one hand and the thermos cup in the other, and replied with a smile: "Thank you for the breakfast, happy birthday."

George Sheng was caught off guard and his ears turned red. To cover up his embarrassment, he said in a deep voice: "Go to work quickly. I'll get angry when I see you."

Song Xi smiled playfully: "Yes, let's go."

On the way to the hospital, Song Xi put the egg bag on her lap, which naturally warmed the baby. She was in a good mood and even hummed a song.

When she arrived at the hospital, she took the elevator directly to the Xinwai Building. When the elevator opened, Ding Huiqin happened to pass by. Song Xi greeted her. The two said a few words. Ding Huiqin looked at the bag in her hand: "Buy so many eggs?"

Song Xi immediately took out one and handed it to Ding Huiqin. After saying a few words, everyone went about their own business.

When they arrived at the lounge, Song Xi had just changed out of his coat, and Han Chunmeng came too, carrying steamed buns and soy milk.

Song Xi said: "Come quickly, there are eggs."

Han Chunmeng immediately said: "I happen to want to eat eggs. The place selling steamed buns has sold out of eggs."

The two of them were sitting together and preparing to have breakfast. Song Xi cracked a boiled egg and was peeling it. Han Chunmeng also took one out of the bag: "Hey, Xiao Xi, do you still remember how to open eggs in Korean dramas?"

Song Xi raised his head and saw Han Chunmeng knocking the egg on his head. Originally, the egg was supposed to be broken, but the egg suddenly broke from the middle. The white egg white and yellow yolk instantly sprayed all over Han Chunmeng's head.

Song Xi was shocked, and his first reaction was to stand up, and then immediately took out a tissue and wiped it.

Han Chunmeng was stunned, and her hands were full of egg liquid. After a few seconds, she cursed loudly: "Damn, who the hell sells boiled eggs!"