He Is Warmer Than Time

"If I say no, it can't."

Huh? This man is domineering and addicted, it's going to turn against the sky!

Song Ran raised his eyebrows to look at him: "I'll be like this next time. If you have the ability, you can jump on the stage to save people."

Gu Jingxing squeezed her chin: "Dare you?"

"Do you think I dare."

Gu Jingxing took her a little bit, cupped her face and said, "Xiao Ran, don't make trouble."

Song Ran grabbed his hand and clasped his fingers tightly: "Jing Xing, don't worry, I have a sense of measure."

He liked to say this in the past. He always said he had a sense of measure, so that she can rest assured that Feng Shui turns around. Gu Jingxing's eyes are dark: "How can you measure?"

Song Ran pinched the ears hanging down from the flag head and swept Gu Jingxing's nose: "Don't worry, don't worry, your Xiao Ran is really well-measured, deputy head Gu, don't worry about it, huh?"

Gu Jingxing rubbed her hair without saying anything.

I really can't help her.

In the cultural and industrial troupe, Yao Xifeng was standing at the gate with a large bunch of lilies. The audience gradually dispersed, and the staff also dispersed.

The lights in the compound went out one after another. The wind in May night was still quite cool. Yao Xifeng looked into the distance. There were many spectators and staff scattered on the trail, none of them were Song Ran.

The hope in his heart gradually, gradually disappeared...

Finally, Director Li passed by with his bag, and Yao Xifeng called her: "That... Song Ran... isn't she coming back?"

Director Li nodded: "It's so late, I shouldn't be back."

The smile on Yao Xifeng's face disappeared completely, and he murmured: "Then...can I bother you to give her this bunch of flowers? Congratulations on her successful performance tonight."

Director Li smiled. The little girl is pretty good. In just one night, she has won a loyal audience. It seems that having a beautiful face is really a shortcut.

She took the bouquet, beckoned to the guard, gave the flowers to the guard, and then said to Yao Xifeng: "I thank you for Song Ran. That's it. This month, weekends are all Song Ran's plays. You have to remember to come and see."

Yao Xifeng solemnly said: "Okay, I will definitely come, I will bring more people to see."

Director Li is pleased, yes, the little girl is very charming.

Director Li smiled: "Fortunately Song Ran has an audience like you."

Yao Xifeng left the art troupe happily. Suddenly, he seemed to have found his direction in life. He was going to be stationed in the show business circle. He wanted to spend money to film Song Ran. He wanted to have further contact with her. He wanted to hold her into a role. child.

He wants to be the man behind her!

The evening breeze in May blows and blows, Yao Jia Shaodong smiles in three steps and a big smile in five steps, as if he has seen the future in harmony with Song Ran, and he snatched her from the soldier. Scenes.

Yes, how can a poor soldier be worthy of a big star?

Well, he still has a chance to win, he still has a big chance!

Under the dim street light, Yao Xifeng couldn't hide his excitement. He danced the most popular breakdance nowadays. The big boss and the big star match well.

He danced vigorously, as if Song Ran was dancing with him right in front of his eyes. His driver opened the window and looked at him speechlessly: "West Wind... West Wind, don't you want to go home?"

Yao Xifeng danced a finishing touch, and finished the dance handsomely, then walked to the car proudly and confidently asked, "How is my dance style?"

The driver clapped his hands: "Very good, very good."

Yao Xifeng shook his head, got into the car, and got Song Ran, just around the corner!