Chapter 133 (1/2)

Song Xi is still aggressive when she enters the door this time. It's like putting a watermelon knife in her hand, so she can act as the handle of Tongluowan. However, when she enters the door, she doesn't pay attention to the beautiful man sitting by the bed. Instead, she comes to the head of the bed and kneels down without saying a word.

This scene almost scared Georges Sheng, who was in front of the collapse of Mount Tai and didn't change his face. He thought she was crazy. As a result, she put half of her face against the wall and looked along the gap between the wall and the head of the bed for a few seconds. Then he turned to look at him and said, ”look, the cat is here.”

Georgeson was expressionless and motionless.

Song Xi's eyes are as happy as snow. Just as she went out, she was wondering, how could she suddenly disappear when she jumped down?

The key cola can't be found is small. Georges Sheng misunderstands that her character is big. After thinking about this, Song Xi suddenly has an idea. He thinks of the gap between the head of the bed and the wall, which is not thick enough for an adult man's arm.

She's a face saving person. She's more reasonable. It's OK to tease her. If it's insulting her character, don't even think about it.

At the moment, he finally sees the black cat Cola in the crevice. Song Xi is eager to prove his innocence to George Sheng.

Georges Sheng didn't get up to look. He didn't know whether he was happy or angry. He just opened his thin lips and said, ”grab it out.” Why don't you keep it in his house for the new year?

Song Xi also wants to grab coke, but coke is tucked in the middle of the bed. Her arm can reach it, but she can't reach it. She kneels down at the head of the bed. Song Xi tries to reach in as far as possible, so her whole body has to face the outside. George Sheng glances at her intentionally or unintentionally, and sees that her chest is covered with two plump balls, and the hem of her T-shirt jumps up because of the action of raising her hand, Showing a section of white and delicate skin around the waist

Although Song Xi doesn't have him in his eyes, Georges Sheng doesn't look at her anymore.

Shoulder stuck in the bedside, the arm has reached the extreme, but still can't reach, Song Xi knelt on the bedside, good voice and good spirit called: ”coke.”

The seam of the bed is black, and coke is even darker. It shrinks inside and doesn't move. Song Xi is not sure whether it is playing with her intentionally or it is stuck.

Coke is the lifeblood of Han Chunmeng. Don't leave it with her for two days. Song Xi looks over at George Sheng and asks, ”can you help me?”

George Sheng slightly tilts his head and sees that Song Xi is still kneeling at the head of the bed. This posture is so fascinating that people think about it askew.

On his face, he said quietly, ”what's the matter?”

Song Xi said, ”I'm afraid it's stuck in it and can't get out. Can you help me get out of bed?”

He replied without expression: ”I can't push it.”.

It's not that George Sheng doesn't want to help. This bed is made of red sandalwood with small leaves. It's all solid below. It's four or five hundred jin at least. How can I push it?

However, he didn't explain so much to Song Xi, who just didn't want to help.

Looking back at him, Song Xi gets up, turns around and goes out without saying a word, pedals a few steps back to the third floor. While criticizing George Sheng, who is not compassionate in his heart, Song Xi fills the room looking for Coke's favorite toys and cat strings, hoping that the one on the second floor can't be counted on, and it's up to her.

Just looking for it, the mobile phone beside the bed rings. Song Xi walks over and has a look. It's Ding Huiqin.

Open to connect the key, Song Xi steady voice, ”director Ding.”

Ding Huiqin asked, ”how are you doing?”

Song Xi took aim at the suitcase beside his eyes, ”all packed.”

Ding Huiqin said: ”well, you can go directly to the airport in a moment. I just ordered you a 2:30 flight to Fuzhou.”

Song Ximei's first reaction is to look at her watch. It's almost 11 o'clock now. It's still an hour before taking a taxi. There's no time to waste.

Hang up the phone, Song Xi one hand with a mobile phone, the other hand with a cat rope, how to calculate the time is too late. It's obviously impossible to ask someone to move the bed. After all, this is Georgeson's territory, and we have to ask for his consent; Looking for outsiders is not good, then... Soon a format hole came to mind, Yuanbao!