Chapter 413 (1/2)

Song Xi with a mobile phone, the first reaction is false! There must be a fake Georges Sheng on the other side, or else what she thinks is different from what he thinks.

Blushing and heartbeating, Song Xi cheekily asked, ”what do you try?”

Georges Sheng there pause a few seconds, and then a low voice back: ”cheeky...”

His voice is magnetic and pleasant, but also with unprecedented, similar to... Embarrassed mood, Song Xi Teng suddenly red face, the whole body is numb, clearly he took the initiative to provoke, now it seems that she is teasing him.

Before Song Xi could answer, Georges Sheng said to himself, ”I'm driving. I'm hanging up.”

”Oh ~”

Song Xi hangs up the phone and doesn't move right away. It's not that she doesn't want to go, it's that her legs don't listen. Standing behind the safety door, she has an impulse to smile on the wall.

When I think of George Sheng's ”thick skinned” sentence, I can't.

Song Xi raised his hand and patted his face, trying to press the corners of his lips down, not too complacent.

Song Xi was in a good mood all day. He talked to everyone with a smile. Especially when he got off work at night, he felt like an arrow to return home.

She had been followed by people all the time. When she came downstairs, her private car, which was usually hidden in the dark, came to take her to the gymnasium in Changning.

When she got to the place, Song Xi got out of the car. There was a light on in the gymnasium. She had a preconceived idea that Georges Sheng must have arrived. As a result, she opened the door and walked in. The huge venue was empty and there was no one.

Song Xi goes to the rest chair, puts down his bag, takes out his mobile phone and calls George Sheng. The phone rings twice and is connected. Song Xi asks, ”haven't you arrived yet?”

George Sheng slightly lowered his voice: ”wait a moment, I have something to do here.”

Song Xi immediately said: ”OK, then you hurry up. Bye.”

Hang up the phone, Song Xi is still happy, that is to say happy, like the heart of the seed someone care, help it break the soil, water, sun.

When she walked to the basketball court, Song Xi bent down and picked up the basketball ball on the ground. Even the ball that Georges Sheng touched, she felt particularly pleasing to the eye. This kind of blind infatuation with love for the house and the dog has not passed for a long time. She remembers that the last time she appeared, it was when she fell in love with Shen Zhaoyi.

Thinking of Shen Zhaoyi, Song Xi's heart still stings. The last love gives her so much happiness and vision that she has so much pain and nightmare that she can't tell whether she wants him more, loves him more or hates him more.

Let alone outsiders, even Song Xi once felt that a person who had been hurt was unable to fall in love with another person, and she had not touched anyone for three years.

Now, the bottom of my heart suddenly starts to worry about another man. Song Xi can't help but feel happy. At the same time, Song Xi is also very worried. Maybe he is over the age of love, maybe he is afraid of being bitten by a snake for ten years, maybe because he is targeting Georgeson, Song Xi has to think rationally and even weigh the pros and cons.

People are very selfish, so reckless love, talk about once is enough.

No one wants to get hurt. Song Xi is not sure what direction she and Georges will go. She raises her basketball and throws it to the basket. Some things are not as good as heaven. She doesn't know how things will develop in the future, but she can be sure that unless Georges takes the initiative to chase her, she won't cross the line easily.

As soon as the ball is shot, Song Xi knows that it's biased. She's not flying in the direction of the basket at all. She's just about to hide, but she doesn't want to insert Liu Chengyin. The ball goes into the blue.

Song Ximei eyes a pick, and this kind of operation?

When a person plays basketball in such a large gymnasium, the room is filled with the sound of ”bang bang” of basketball landing. Song Xi takes all kinds of postures, including a layup with the ball, a mid shot, ten shots and three goals. She already feels very happy.

No one was watching. She started to play by herself. She patted the ball and went to the position between the two-point line and the three-point line. She wanted to see if she could throw the ball by herself. As a result, the ball just came up, and suddenly her hand was light. Song Xi was startled and instinctively turned to look at it.