Chapter 397 Powerful Pampering
It was true that he had to stay at the Qiao family's old house until evening. After lunch, George Sheng didn't say he was leaving, and Ren Lina also asked people to prepare dinner. Everything seemed to have been decided long ago.
Song Xi didn't have anything else to do, but every time she came here, she felt cramped. It was not her own home after all. Fortunately, Qiao Aiwen was there to talk with her, otherwise she would be really embarrassed to death.
As the afternoon progressed, Song Xi and Qiao Aiwen were chatting in the room: "My Dr. Ling is already thirty, why haven't you found a girlfriend yet?"
Song Xi held an English book by Qiao Aiwen in his hand and shook his head: "I know, but I can't say."
Qiao Aiwen frowned: "Why?"
Song Xi replied: "He warned me not to betray my friends for glory."
Qiao Aiwen said: "I am an ordinary person, you are my sister-in-law!"
Song Xi immediately raised his head and interrupted: "Stop, I don't want to do this."
Qiao Aiwen looked at Song Xi and pretended to be displeased: "So cold-blooded... just like my brother."
Song Xi lowered his head to read again and replied indifferently: "How could I have lived under the same roof with him for so long if I didn't have an iron will and the determination to disown all my relatives?"
Qiao Aiwen couldn't help laughing: "That's true."
As she said that, she suddenly changed the subject, approached Song Xi like a fox, and asked mysteriously: "Hey, you and my brother, you two...do you know..."
Song Xi saw Qiao Aiwen's winking expression and deliberately replied calmly: "I don't quite understand."
"Tsk, let me ask you two if you have crossed the line."
Song Xi couldn't help but snorted: "Look at your brother's ascetic face. On his birthday, I almost gave him a wooden fish. He has threads all over his body. Who dares to cross it?"
Qiao Aiwen was about to die laughing, hugging the pillow and complaining about George Sheng with Song Xi: "Yes, yes, you described it so well. This is the kind of person he is. If it weren't for Sheng..."
Being carried away for a moment, Qiao Aiwen almost spilled the beans. She reacted quickly and turned around abruptly: "There are some friends of the opposite sex around me, and I even doubt whether he likes men. Of course, he doesn't like men very much. "
No matter what he said, his expressions and expressions could not deceive others. Song Xi saw that Qiao Aiwen actually wanted to say a name, but suddenly held it back.
Since the other party didn't want to talk, Song Xi wouldn't ask, pretending not to hear, and changed the subject with a faint smile.
Qiao Aiwen asked Song Xi for a long time, and Song Xi was also very curious: "You have been abroad since you were a child. How come you speak Chinese so well? You have no accent at all."
Qiao Aiwen replied with a matter-of-fact expression: "I majored in Chinese."
Song Xi was caught off guard and laughed out loud, and fell on the sofa overjoyed.
Qiao Aiwen also laughed: "Why are you laughing?"
Song Xi reached out to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes and replied with a trembling voice: "Chinese people, go abroad to study Chinese..."
Qiao Aiwen lay on her side on the bed and said proudly: "My father was afraid that I would forget my roots, so he found me nannies, chefs, bodyguards, everyone you can think of is from Night City. Look at my taste of Night City. The words are more authentic than what you said."
Song Xi nodded frequently: "Well said, well said."
Qiao Aiwen squinted: "Can you be more perfunctory?"
Song Xi was still smiling.
The afternoon was too long, and the two of them were tired from chatting. Qiao Aiwen lay on the bed, looked at Song Xi on the sofa and asked, "Hey, let's play poker?"
Song Xi raised his eyes: "The two of us?"
Qiao Aiwen said: "If there is anything fun between the two of us, go next door and call my brother, and the three of us will fight."
Song Xi said: "He doesn't know how to play."
Qiao Aiwen said: "Go and ask, he is too bored."
Song Xi said: "He rarely rests, so the word leisure cannot be applied to him."
Qiao Aiwen said: "But I really want to play poker..." As she said that, she tossed and turned on the bed.
Song Xi stayed up for a few seconds, closed the foreign language book in his hand, stood up and said, "I'm afraid of you."
Qiao Aiwen smiled and said: "I wish you success."
Song Xi went out and came to the next room. In fact, not only did Qiao Aiwen want to play cards, but she also wanted to see George Sheng in her heart. But she thought she could control this little love well and just treat it as eye candy, anyway. He didn't like her, and the relationship between the two was destined to end in a countdown from the moment they met.
Now I can take one more look.
Knocking on the door, a voice came from inside the door soon: "Who?"
Song Xi said: "It's me."
After two seconds: "Come in."
Song Xi opened the door and walked in. George Sheng was sitting on the bed in his clothes and pants. It seemed that he had just gotten up. She asked aloud: "Are you sleeping?"
George Sheng said: "I can't sleep, I'm squinting."
Song Xi said: "Ai Wen wants to play poker. Do you want to play? If you don't want to play, just squint a little longer."
George Sheng crossed his long legs and got out of bed: "You go ahead, I'll wash my face."
"good."
Song Xi turned back to Qiao Aiwen's room and said that George Sheng would come as soon as he could wash his face. He also said: "Your brother really loves you. I want to change him. He also wants to play poker. He can play that person like a poker player."
Qiao Aiwen replied happily and triumphantly: "That's right, I am not my mother's caring little cotton-padded jacket, but I am my brother's long leather windbreaker, which is both windy and warm."
George Sheng walked in not long after, and Song Xi caught a glimpse of him from the corner of his eye. His expression was the same, but his heart was beating with joy.
Qiao Aiwen lifted the quilt to the end of the bed, patted the bed and said, "Get in bed."
Song Xi and Qiao Aiwen were both women, so they had no taboos. They kicked off their slippers and sat on the big bed. George Sheng, with the same look on his face, came over and sat on the edge of the bed.
It was just right for the three of them to fight the landlord. Qiao Aiwen said: "We are all our own people. Let's talk about money and hurt feelings. How about putting a note on it?"
George Sheng said expressionlessly: "Childish."
Qiao Aiwen said coquettishly: "We played like this when we were children."
Song Xi echoed: "I agree."
Qiao Aiwen looked at George Sheng: "Two to one, you have no say."
While talking, he rolled up his arms and sleeves and started shuffling the cards. In the first game, Qiao Aiwen called the landlord, and George Sheng and Song Xi, two poor people, winked without leaving any trace.
Seeing this, Qiao Aiwen said vigilantly: "You two are not allowed to work together to bully others."
Song Xi said: "I'm afraid that you two will work together to bully others."
George Sheng thought to himself, he was the one who needed to be on guard most. Could they work together to bully others?
The three of them had different ideas. In the first game, they talked less and played more cards. Qiao Aiwen's landlord was successfully overthrown. George Sheng threw away the cards: "Where is the paper?"
Qiao Aiwen didn't expect that she would lose at all. She opened the drawer with a face and took out a notebook. George Sheng neatly took out a piece of paper, tore off a few long strips, and dipped it into the water in the cup next to her. Without hesitation, he placed it in the middle of Qiao Aiwen's forehead.
As soon as Qiao Aiwen took a breath, the note flew forward. Song Xi couldn't help laughing, and suddenly thought that a few minutes ago, Qiao Aiwen was still proud of how much George Sheng doted on her.
George Sheng handed Song Xi a note. Song Xi said he was embarrassed, but he was not ambiguous at all, and put another note on Qiao Aiwen's forehead.
Qiao Aiwen gasped for air, and the two door curtains flickered. She said with a face: "The couple gangs up to bully others, right?"