Chapter 172 (1/2)

Song Xi has a picture of a big dog with seven Xi in his head. His eyes turn slightly and he mutters in his heart.

As soon as George Sheng saw her virtue, he could guess what she was thinking. Before that, he had been making trouble all night. His thin lips opened and his voice was full of disgust and mockery. ”In those days when you were away, the two cats were obviously better than they are now. Are you sure you didn't turn them off?”

Song Xi a listen to, how to return the villain to complain first, slightly hang line of sight, she gently pursed back: ”the cat is not a dog, don't need to walk.”

Georgeson said, ”you took them out the night before yesterday. It's pure relaxation?”

With such obvious teasing, Song Xi stopped talking for a moment.

George Sheng didn't make a sound immediately, and the car fell into a silence. He wasn't sure whether this level of communication would hurt her self-esteem. Anyway... Hey, good men don't fight with women. He asked casually, ”what's the situation now? Do you want to be hospitalized?”

Song Xi did not look at him, maintaining a slightly drooping state of vision, voice back: ”to stay here to observe one night.”

He did not hold back for a moment, joked: ”do not need escort?”

Song Xi didn't know what he was thinking, and he couldn't guess what he meant. He couldn't figure it out, so he could only answer truthfully: ”no need.”

George Sheng wanted to laugh, but his face was expressionless.

Driving home, the car stopped, two people have got off, on the way to the door, George Sheng said: ”I'm hungry.”

Song Xi is thinking about something. After half a beat, he looks up at him and says, ”Oh, I'll make pimple Soup for you.”

”Well.”

While talking, Georges Sheng has gone to the door of the villa without taking out the key. He turns his head and looks at Song Xi. Song Xi steps up the steps. Seeing that he doesn't open the door, he also looks up at him.

Two people looked at each other for three seconds, Georges Sheng said: ”open the door.”

Song Xi blinked, ”don't you have the key?”

George Sheng pursed his thin but shapeless lip, remained silent for a few seconds, and did not answer the rhetorical question: ”don't say you don't have a key?”

Song Xi's eyes are simple, ”I thought you brought it.”

George Sheng pursed his lips. Song Xi caught a glimpse of a slight fluctuation in his chest. She thought he was going to hurt her. She thought he was going to hurt her. After all, she woke him up in the middle of the night and had to bear the abuse.

But after waiting for six or seven seconds, the imaginary disobedience didn't come. George Sheng stepped down the steps. Song Xi thought he was angry and left. As a result, he turned around and saw George Sheng go to the window on the first floor.

There are several huge French windows on the first floor. Sometimes the windows will open, but today it's not a coincidence that the windows are locked from the inside.

George Sheng had just finished watching the left side and was walking to the right side. Song Xi came from the right side and said in a voice, ”that side is locked, too.”

She looked at George Sheng's face and saw that he frowned slightly. She tentatively suggested, ”is there a spare key in Yuanbao?”

George Sheng didn't look at Song Xi. He calmly replied, ”do you think he doesn't have to sleep at night?”

Song Xi choked, don't open your eyes.

George Sheng frowned deeper, not because he couldn't get into the room, but because his mouth was faster than his brain. Just now, he subconsciously accepted her.

He thought that she would be angry. Maybe she would shed tears in his face like last night. But in fact, he thought too much. Song Xi's heart has long been strengthened by him. It's no use waiting for a small fight. After a moment's silence, she said again, ”why don't you drive to a hotel?”

Instead of looking at her, Georges looked up at the villa and said, ”the second floor window is open.”

Song Xishun looks up with his eyes. The window of the balcony on the second floor is really open, but it must be more than four meters high. How can I get up?

Just thinking about it, Georges Sheng looked at her and said, ”you go up.”