Chapter 662 (1/2)

The room was covered with suede curtains. The light was dim. From noon to afternoon, he was tired and went to bed directly. Song Xi's legs swayed in his arms. Four big words flashed in his mind: day and night.

Indeed, from dawn to dark, in addition to sleep, only do this thing, pure concentration.

Later, Song Xi's stomach gave out a series of grunts. Georges Sheng sank in her ear, exhaled a hot breath, and said in a low voice, ”hold on, I'll give you something delicious later.”

Song Xihuan lives around George Sheng's neck and tells him that he looks like a devil in the disguise of an angel. Under the banner of giving, he is actually plundering. However, Song Xi is really not promising. He is full of hunger. He wants to eat something delicious and forces him to make a quick decision.

When they came out of the bathroom after taking a bath, Song Xi looked at the time and said, ”no wonder I'm so hungry. I haven't eaten for nearly 12 hours.” With a bitter face, she fell by the bed.

George Sheng came to pull her, ”if you're hungry, get dressed quickly and go out to eat.”

Song Xi's whole body is weak, like noodles. He holds her arm. Her whole head leans back, revealing a long white neck. Her voice is a little hoarse and says, ”I'm afraid I won't be able to go out for dinner.”

While speaking, the stomach is a burst of grunt, which is really suitable for the situation.

Georgeson was sitting by the bed, with her pillow on his leg and her arms around his waist.

He looked down at her and asked in a voice, ”eat at home?”

Song Xi nodded, and Georges Sheng said, ”if you want to eat something, I'll send it.”

As soon as Song Xi turned over, he turned from lying on his side to lying on his back. With a determined expression on his face, he said in a voice, ”I'll do it.”

After that, she sat up and said, ”don't do it yourself because you're so tired. I'm sorry.”

As Song Xi put on his shoes, he said, ”I'm more eager to survive than lazy. If I can't eat in 15 minutes, I may eat people.”

Seeing her anxious look, Georges Sheng raised his lips and said, ”I'll do it with you.”

In the kitchen downstairs, Song Xi and George Sheng are standing side by side in the same pajamas. She is holding a large crystal bowl to make noodles for pimple soup, while George Sheng is preparing the sauce for braised prawns.

Facai strolls around the room, wearing a cat bell that Song Xi loves around his neck, while Qixi sits on the table with good treatment. There is a bunch of flowers next to him, which shows that cats are more charming than flowers.

Song Xi said that it would take 15 minutes to have dinner in 15 minutes. For more than one minute, she would be very hungry. Seeing the flame of hunger burning in her eyes, Georges Sheng could not help but say, ”you seem to have a drug addiction like this.”

Instead of looking at George Sheng, Song Xi focuses on making pimple soup and says, ”now I finally know what da Mengmeng says. When I lose weight, my eyes are so hungry that I want to eat everything.”

George Sheng said, ”I love you.”

Song Xi said: ”this Kung Fu know love me, before I cried hungry, you will not let me down.”

George Sheng said, ”have you ever experienced the feeling of not eating in the middle of the meal?”

Song Xi said, ”have you ever experienced the feeling of being eaten when you are hungry?”

Both of them looked at the pot in front of them and said something serious. Fortunately, both Facai and Qixi couldn't understand it, or they would really teach bad cats and dogs.

Fifteen minutes on time, Song Xi's Geda soup and George Sheng's braised prawns came out of the pot at the same time. Song Xi always used a small bowl to give George Sheng a big bowl. Today, both of them are big bowls. When she couldn't wait to send Geda soup to her mouth, he was quietly peeling prawns.

After the first mouthful of hot food, Song Xi sighs with satisfaction. George Sheng reaches for a peeled red shrimp, and Song Xi swallows it.