He Is Warmer Than Time

Gu Jingxing gave a light cough and asked solemnly: "What do you see?"

Song Ran pinched his waist with a finger: "What a fool? Do you dare to say you didn't see it?"

Gu Jingxing hugged her: "Oh, you said that, I really didn't see it, I didn't see it at all."

Song Ran confirmed uneasy: "Really?"

Gu Jingxing nodded as if smashing garlic: "Really, take it seriously."

Gu deputy regiment still took care of her face, even though Song Ran had no face in the Second Artillery Corps.

Song Ran asked unexpectedly: "Is that white?"

Gu Jingxing still looked upright: "Huh? What?"

Are you kidding me, the most elite officers of the Second Artillery Corps and even the entire Central Military Region of Haicheng can easily be talked about by Song Ran? Well, isn't he too sloppy.

Song Ran finally let go: "Cough...no...nothing, hurry up and cook, I'm hungry."

Gu Jingxing touched her head: "Okay, sit down, I'll go cooking now."

The people who went to the kitchen had a smirk at the corners of their mouths, Song Xiaoran, if you want to play with me, you are still a little tender.

Song Ran walked to the door of the kitchen, leaning lazily on the door frame, watching the man wash the rice and vegetables. He was so busy that he could go to the hall and the kitchen. Wenneng could keep the world safe, and Wu Neng would immediately decide the world.

Our brother Jingxing is really perfect.

After the two dishes were cooked, Gu Jingxing took the food out of the kitchen. The two of them sat around a square table. Gu Jingxing picked up her rice bowl, Song Ran raised his eyes to look at him: "What are you doing?"

"Feed you to eat."

Song Ran shook his hand wrapped around gauze: "I hurt my left hand, and my right hand can still be used."

After speaking, he snatched the bowl in his hand and muttered: "You really took me as a child."

Gu Jingxing touched his nose and laughed in a low voice: "Well, eat it yourself."

Song Ran kicked his leg lightly under the table, and whispered, "When I was looking for a hammer today, I turned over to the cupboard next to your bed, you...do you mind?"

Gu Jingxing looked calmly: "I have no secrets to you, you can just turn it over."

Song Ran was moved, and then squinted at him: "Fuguang University, what do you want to do with the little note I handed you?"

Gu Jingxing laughed darkly: "When someone asks, I can prove that it was you who chased me first."

Song Ran kicked him: "You shamelessly."

Gu Jingxing grabbed her ankle, "Isn't it? In black and white, you still want to deny it?"

Song Ran struggled: "Why haven't I noticed it before? You have a lot of heart and eyes, you are too deep."

She discovered that Gu Jingxing, who was honestly responsible, had changed, and she could no longer control him at all.

Gu Jingxing pretended to be innocent and said, "Is it the note you wrote? Did you hand it to me? There are so many students and principals and teachers of Fuguang University that are obvious to all. You can't help it."

Song Ran's eyes were dark, as if she had dug a huge pit for herself, which was not bottomed out, and Gu Jingxing cooperated with others to give her a lot of dirt, so that she could never climb out again.

Song Ran snorted, "Obviously you asked someone to find my little uncle and introduce me to you. Can you please light up your face?"

Gu Jingxing raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Song Ran grabbed his hand and asked, "Jingxing, have you seen me before that?"

Gu Jingxing's eyes flashed: "Well, I have seen it."

"Where have you seen me?"

The expectation in her eyes made Gu Jingxing confused.