Chapter 37 (1/2)

Song Xi is sleeping, suddenly someone patted her head, ”get up.”

Song Xi wakes up and opens her eyes. She sees a shadow appear in front of her. She raises her eyes and looks up. Georges Sheng looks down at her.

It's hard to say whether it's a fire or a panic. Song Xi doesn't even have the mood to swear. Anyway, she has woken up and turned over.

All of a sudden, there was a pain in her waist. She couldn't help but ”hiss” and took a breath.

Originally, George Sheng was ready to leave. Hearing the sound, he looked at her again.

Song Xi frowned and reached for his back waist.

George Sheng asked, ”what's the matter?”

Song Xi didn't answer, and tried to move herself. As a result, she couldn't make any effort on her waist. Her eyebrows were deeper, so she had to rub them with one hand.

Seeing this, Georges Sheng frowned and asked again, ”what's wrong with your waist?”

Song Xi didn't want to be so directly watched by him. He said in a voice, ”if you have something to do, go ahead.”

George Sheng's low, lazy voice said, ”what did I bring you for?”

Song Xi lowered his eyes and turned his hand from kneading to beating. She didn't want to drop the chain, and she didn't want to be scolded by him as soon as she opened her eyes.

Just as he was competing with himself, Song Xi Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the black silk trousers approaching her. As soon as she looked up, Georges Sheng was close in front of her. He lifted the blanket and bent down his tall body. One hand went through her back and the other hand went through the knee bend. In Song Xi's suddenly shrinking pupil, he was a beautiful face that he could not bear.

George Sheng holds Song Xi up and turns to walk towards the big bed.

Song Xi was really surprised. He grasped his clothes instinctively and asked: ”what are you doing?”

She wanted to struggle, but her waist was too painful to use her strength.

This time, it's George Sheng's turn not to speak. He goes to the big bed and slightly bends down to put her down. Song Xi clasps the sheet in one hand and tries to escape from the dangerous area. However, George Sheng holds one of her arms and one of her legs and turns it over for her as if it were a cake.

It's really in the blink of an eye. Song Xi doesn't know what's going on. He's lying face down.

He put his hands on her waist. Song Xi was frightened and flustered. He tried his best to scratch him.

”Pa” a sound, Song Xi eat pain, beautiful facial features together, retracted back of the hand was hit by him quickly red.

George Sheng's cold voice came from behind, ”if you don't want to paralyze, don't make me angry.”

Song Xi doesn't know whether it's a backache or a fear of being beaten by him. He doesn't resist for a long time. George Sheng's big hand is still on her waist. After Song Xi calms down, he suddenly realizes that he is pressing her waist!

From the side waist to the spine, Georges Sheng's technique is professional. When he presses it, Song Xi suddenly grabs the sheet and shouts: ”Hey, pain, pain...”

Georgeson pauses a little, then presses the middle position again.

Song Xi immediately nervous, ”don't touch here, it's too painful.”

George Sheng didn't listen to her. He pressed his thumbs at the place where she said it hurt, but his strength was reduced. Can Rao is so, Song Xi or pain to his face buried in bed, die of gritting his teeth.

I don't know if Song Xi felt numb after pressing a place for a long time. Song Xi gradually felt that he could adapt to the pain. Moreover, through a thin layer of silk pajamas, the heat on Georgeson's hand completely spread to Song Xi's skin, which was almost hot.

No longer thinking about the pain in her head, she began to think about other messy things. For example, Song Xi felt a little embarrassed. At this time, she was lying on the bed like a dead fish, and Georges Sheng was sitting beside the bed, with her hands on her whole back, mainly at the back of her waist, pressing and pinching.