Chapter 513 Sharing the Same Bed

There are special snow removal tools in the warehouse. It took George Sheng five minutes to collect the snow in half the yard. During this period, Song Xi squatted aside and concentrated on making snowballs. She had already made an appointment with George Sheng. Everyone makes one to see which one is more beautiful.

As soon as Song Xi pinched a palm-sized snowball, Fa Cai ran over and waggled his tail. He looked like he wanted to eat it. Song Xi curled his lips and smiled evilly. He stood up and threw the snowball out. Fa Cai ran forward. However, when the snowball fell into the snow, it immediately fell apart and merged into one. Fa Cai saw the ball fall here with his own eyes, but when it ran over, it pawed for a long time and found nothing.

Song Xi laughed heartily and played the same trick to Fa Cai seven or eight times. Fa Cai was so angry that he couldn't help barking.

In the winter night, the white light emitted by the street lamps in the courtyard illuminated the snow on the ground more transparently and purer. Song Xina had enough fun with getting rich, and turned to look at George Sheng, who had been silent for a long time.

At this moment, he was standing in front of a rectangular piece of snow that was the same height as her, holding a tool in his hand to compact the snow as much as possible.

Song Xi was surprised, raised her beautiful eyes, and asked aloud: "What are you doing?"

George Sheng said without looking back: "Be yourself, don't peek at me."

Song Xi exhaled white air, glanced at it and said, "Who cares about copying it?"

Turning her back, she squatted down to form the snowball again. She wanted to learn from his teacher, but she couldn't understand what he was doing, okay?

In the dead of night, with only the occasional small noise from Fa Cai running between the two of them, Song Xi spent a long time making a ball the size of a hot pot. She looked from left to right and found that it was quite round. She was very satisfied.

This is George Sheng's 'body'. It would be nice if she could be reunited.

The small balls were also well grouped, and the big balls were stacked on top of each other. Although they had not been dressed up further, they already showed what Song Xi thought a snowman should look like. She picked up the two balls and turned around to show off to George Sheng, but she turned around He finally looked up and froze decisively.

Two meters away, George Sheng stood in front of a graceful snowman with long hair shawl and wearing a skirt. His arms were folded in front of him. He was holding a tool to shape the snowman's face.

She had never seen an ice sculpture before, but had never seen a snow sculpture so close. Song Xi stepped forward without blinking an eye. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed that a snowman of this level would appear in her yard.

George Sheng turned his head slightly, caught a glimpse of the snowman in Song Xi's arms, and asked lightly: "Where is your snowman?"

Song Xi lowered his head and replied: "This is it."

George Sheng said: "I thought you made two landmines."

Song Xi pursed her pretty lips, feeling so angry that her liver ached. She knew he was powerful, so there was no need to hurt her like this, right?

Stubbornly bent down and placed two landmines...no, snowmen on the side of the princess's skirt. Song Xi went back to the kitchen to find various fruits and vegetables and dressed up her snowman beautifully.

Unknowingly, the two of them stayed outside for more than forty minutes. When they returned, there was only one snowman princess who was as tall as Song Xi. She was as short as two landmines on the side of her skirt, but she was better than her body. Colorful knights.

Song Xi had been full before, but now after all the hard work, his physical strength was exhausted, his stomach felt comfortable, and he felt sleepy.

After saying hello to George Sheng, she went back to the third floor to take a shower and prepare to go to bed. She had just laid down on the bed. Less than five minutes later, her phone rang. She picked it up and saw that it was George Sheng.

"Hello?" She was lying on her side, her voice already showing her sleepiness.

George Sheng said: "I can't sleep."

Song Xi asked softly: "What should we do?"

George Sheng said: "Read a book to pass the time."

Song Xi was so sleepy that his eyes drooped and he whispered: "It's so pitiful."

After a few seconds, George Sheng's deep voice came from the mobile phone: "Can I go up?"

"Huh?" She just closed her eyes for a second.

George Sheng said again: "I want to go up."

When Song Xi heard this, his sleepiness instantly receded by half, his eyes alert, and he asked tentatively: "Where are you going?"

George Sheng's voice was low but gentle: "Go to your room, you sleep in your room, I will read a book for a while and then leave."

Song Xi was completely sleepless, with a pair of big nervous and even confused eyes open. He paused for a few seconds before replying: "Are you here to read a book?"

George Sheng said: "If you don't want me to read, you can do other things."

His voice is so magnetic that even the slightest thought-provoking words can make people want to stop.

With a buzzing sound in his head, Song Xi was so nervous that he turned over and sat up. He responded with 100% of his energy and said, "Then you'd better not come. I want to sleep, and I have to get up early to pick someone up at the airport tomorrow."

George Sheng said: "I won't touch you, I just want to stay with you for a while."

What he said made people feel itchy and soft-hearted. There was a battle between heaven and man in Song Xi's mind. Based on instinct, she should let him come up, but based on reason, she should decisively give up his idea. How many days did it take for the two of them to separate? It's not okay to reach the final step so quickly.

For fear of hurting his self-esteem by refusing too bluntly, Song Xi said tactfully: "You should read well downstairs. If you can't do it, just color in. We can meet again tomorrow."

George Sheng asked in a low voice: "Don't you miss me?"

Song Xi felt a chill all over and whispered back: "I miss you, but if you come up... I'm afraid it's you who will be uncomfortable."

George Sheng knew what she was worried about, so he said succinctly: "I said I won't touch you if I don't touch you. When have I never forgotten what I said?"

Song Xi hesitated, but after struggling for a few seconds, she replied: "Really, come up."

"Well, hung up."

I could tell that he was in a really good mood, and he usually didn't say hello before hanging up the phone.

Song Xi turned on the bedside lamp, covered the quilt from her feet to her chin, opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the door. Not long after, the door was pushed open from the outside, and George Sheng, dressed in black home clothes, came over, holding a book in his hand.

Song Xi looked at him and took the initiative: "Can you go to my room and read a book to hypnotize me?"

George Sheng walked towards her step by step, sat by the bed, and without saying a word, leaned down to kiss her. Song Xi lazily closed her eyes, enjoying the beauty he gave her.

After more than ten seconds, George Sheng was the first to stop, raised his head, looked at her and said, "Go to sleep."

Song Xi asked: "What about you?"

George Sheng said: "Read a book."

Song Xi asked again: "Where can I watch it?"

George Sheng didn't answer and asked: "Where do you want me to look?"

Song Xi looked at George Sheng's handsome face covered with orange light, and her heart softened for a moment. She couldn't bear to be more than one meter away from him. She decisively wrapped herself in the quilt and moved in, freeing up the space next to the bed, and said: "Sit here and watch."

George Sheng slipped on the bed and sat on the edge of the bed. Song Xi lay beside him, about twenty centimeters away from him. She closed her eyes. She seriously planned to sleep, but her eyeballs moved uncontrollably.

A few minutes later, Song Xi took the initiative to stretch out a hand from the quilt. George Sheng's eyes fell on the book, but he immediately raised his hand and grabbed her hand, holding it firmly in his palm.