Chapter 508 I Just Like Her

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The Chinese New Year is celebrated on the 16th this year, and Song Xi only has a holiday on the 11th. Although the annual leave is only ten days, it is already a very luxury for the medical staff who work on the front line every day.

In order to express the joy that overflowed from the bottom of her heart, Song Xi decided to cook a big meal for George Sheng. When George Sheng learned that she had such an idea, he asked seriously: "Are you sure you are not taking revenge on me?"

Song Xi was too lazy to argue with him and had made up her mind. She planned to go to the supermarket to do some shopping on the night of the holiday. George Sheng said disgusting words, but when Song Xi walked out of the hospital gate, she found a familiar car parked on the roadside. At first she thought it was just the same car, until she went around to the back and looked at the license plate before she was sure.

Opening the passenger door, Song Xi stepped in, looked sideways at George Sheng in the driver's seat, couldn't resist the urge to raise the corners of her lips, and said with a smile, "Why are you here?"

George Sheng's handsome face remained calm, and his voice was as rational and calm as usual: "Don't go to the supermarket to buy things, I'm afraid you won't be able to carry them yourself."

What he said was natural, how could he not be happy to call Song Xi.

She said while fastening her seat belt: "You said you had a dinner tonight, did you change the time?"

George Sheng started the car and replied calmly: "Ask Yuan Bao to go for me."

Song Xi turned his head and said, "Are you here specially to accompany me to the supermarket?"

George Sheng looked intently: "Isn't it obvious enough?"

Hearing this, Song Xi took the initiative to lean forward and kissed the side of his face: "Tell me, I'll make it for you whatever you want to eat tonight."

George Sheng joked: "If you want to say that any disease can be cured, I might still believe it."

Song Xi glanced at it and said angrily: "Is the noodles I made not delicious? Or is the pimple soup I made not delicious?"

George Sheng said: "You can go to the supermarket and buy two more bags of noodles."

Song Xi turned her head and glared at him: "Hey, can you please stop discouraging my enthusiasm?"

George Sheng held the steering wheel with his left hand and handed over his right hand. Song Xi looked disgusted, but still took it.

The car parked in the underground parking lot of the supermarket, and the two took the elevator upstairs. The moment they entered the supermarket, Song Xicai secretly felt lucky that she had brought George Sheng here, otherwise she would have easily been lost in the sea of ​​people in front of her.

The first merchandise area after entering was selling blessing characters and Spring Festival couplets. Song Xi pulled George Sheng, who was pushing a shopping cart, over there, "I'm celebrating the Chinese New Year at your house. Did you buy these things at home?"

George Sheng said: "Someone will be prepared."

Song Xi picked up a glittering golden word "福", looked at it carefully and said, "Now these New Year supplies are getting more and more beautiful."

George Sheng said: "Take it if you like it."

Song Xi said casually: "Where should I stick it?"

George Sheng said: "Don't we have a home of our own?"

Song Xi realized later: "Yes, Cuicheng Mountain can also be posted."

George Sheng whispered: "Silly."

Song Xi raised his head and glanced at him, but was unable to refute.

After picking out some blessing characters and Spring Festival couplets, and walking further to the area selling various dog-related items, Song Xiwu muttered to himself: "Is this the Year of the Dog? There are so many dogs."

George Sheng said: "Did you know this year is 2010?"

Song Xi heard the sarcasm in his words and replied nonchalantly: "The hospital is so busy every day. Recently, when we signed the time, we always wrote 2017. The day before yesterday, our deputy director was still lamenting that one or two days a year always pass. It will take months for us to get back on our feet."

George Sheng whispered: "I'm afraid it's not the amnesia of your department."

Song Xi was almost mad at George Sheng, but within three seconds of being mad, he wanted to laugh again. It was obviously a phenomenon that should resonate, but when it came to him, he turned into a bunch of fools.

Standing in front of the shelf, Song Xi held two toy dogs and asked George Sheng which one looked better.

George Sheng took a look and said, "Anything is fine."

Song Xi said: "I want to buy one for Facai as a New Year gift. You pick one."

George Sheng took one casually, and Song Xi looked at the other one in his hand and said deliberately: "I think this one is pretty, what do you think of it?"

George Sheng also threw the one in her hand into the shopping cart, and opened her thin lips: "I think you are pretty, what do you think I appreciate?"

Song Xi blinked at him and replied seriously: "Young man has good taste."

The two stood among the bustling crowd, but they still stood out from the crowd. Almost all the young people passing by them turned their heads and looked at them.

George Sheng didn't like the lively atmosphere created by this kind of stranger, but he couldn't stand it if Song Xi was around.

Shopping is a woman's nature. Song Xi shopped all the way, and the things in the shopping cart grew taller layer by layer. When she went to the fresh food area, Song Xi saw that there were too many people and it was difficult to enter the cart. Her name was George Sheng. Wait here and come back as soon as she goes.

George Sheng stood aside waiting. Less than ten seconds after Song Xi left, a young girl wearing a short pink cotton coat came over and greeted him proactively: "Hello."

George Sheng looked at this unfamiliar face with no expression on his face and no response.

The girl looked at George Sheng from a close distance and was obviously shy. She even gestured and said, "Well... my phone is out of battery and I can't find my friend. Can you please lend me your phone?"

George Sheng replied without a smile: "It's inconvenient."

The girl tried her best to explain: "I'm not a liar. I just stand here and fight. Ten seconds is enough."

Before George Sheng could speak, the cell phone in his trouser pocket rang. He took it out and saw that it was Song Xi calling.

Pressing the connect button, he put the phone to his ear: "What's wrong?"

Song Xi asked: "I'm going to show you tonight. Do you want Argentinian red shrimp or monodon shrimp?"

George Sheng said: "Be the one you are most confident in."

Song Xi said, "I'm confident."

George Sheng said: "Hurry up and come out after shopping. There are too many people. It's annoying to look at it."

After saying a few words, George Sheng hung up the phone. An impatient look was clearly visible on his face. The girl in front of him was so frightened that he didn't dare to ask any more questions and walked away in despair.

Song Xi squeezed in the crowd for six or seven minutes. When he came out with the trophies, he saw a tall and thin girl with long black hair chatting with George Sheng and asking him to borrow his mobile phone.

Song Xi secretly said the same old thing, walked over, put the bag into the shopping cart, ignored the girl's looking eyes, and said to George Sheng: "Husband, I will cook tonight, and you can help me."

Even though she knew she was telling outsiders on purpose, the words "husband" still made George Sheng's heart tremble.

Pushing the shopping cart with one hand and holding her hand with the other, George Sheng said, "Go home."

The two of them walked a few meters away. Song Xi turned his head and joked: "I really shouldn't have brought you to a crowded place like this. If I don't watch you for a while, you will attract bees and butterflies."

George Sheng's expression remained unchanged: "I don't know what they think. Do I look like someone who is easy to chase?"

Song Xi was very keen: "Them?"

George Sheng said: "There are four in total, and there is an aunt who is in her forties or fifties."

Song Xi couldn't laugh or cry: "Auntie, you didn't borrow it either?"

George Sheng lowered his eyes and glanced at her: "I won't borrow the eighteenth one, why should I borrow the forty-eight one?"

Song Xi was happy in her heart, but she said "tsk tsk" a few times: "I think everyone eats it, but you don't like it. You only like people like me who are neither good nor bad."