Chapter 11

Song ran came back to Gu Jingxing's dormitory with medicine and hot water. She poured a glass of water and put it on the small square stool beside the bed. She reached out and shook Gu Jingxing, who was sleepy.

Gu Jingxing's body was tired, just closed his eyes, and was shaken up again. He got up a little temper, and his tone was not good: "his grandmother's, what are you doing?"

He opened his eyes and saw that it was song ran. He was in a cold sweat. How could he forget it was song ran?

"Little Xiao ran... " His voice is a little weak, under normal circumstances, he never said such rude words in front of her, will not frighten her, or make her disgusted?

Song ran didn't have too much expression. He took two capsules and put them in his palm: "take medicine."

Gu Jingxing swallowed the medicine in a trance. Song ran handed the water up again. He took a big gulp. The water was just poured out and it was boiling hot. However, he did not dare to spray it out, so he had to swallow it raw.

A face, immediately with cooked prawns, become red.

Song ran was anxious: "yes Is it hot to you

She didn't have the experience of caring for people, and she didn't want to help him.

Gu Jingxing was scalded and his expression was distorted, but he still kept silent: "it's OK. I'm coarse and fleshy. It's OK."

In fact, the skin in commander Gu's mouth was scalded off, but no matter how painful it was, Xiao ran cared about him. He took all the orders and didn't dare to complain.

Song ran said angrily: "Gu Jingxing, are you stupid? Who told you to take such a big drink? Do you want me to tell you about such a big man? "

Gu Jingxing hehe smile: "may be I burned confused, you don't get angry, don't be angry."

Song ran took the cup in his hand, put it to his mouth, blew it gently, and let Gu Jingxing drink it with a breath.

Song ran asked him to drink two glasses of water, let him lie down, and covered him with a thin blanket: "it's good to cover up with sweat."

When everything was quiet, Gu Jingxing felt his heart beat a little fast. He looked at the people sitting by the bed and whispered, "where are you going to sleep?"

Song ran waved his hand: "I'm not sleepy. You should go to sleep first. I'll talk about it when I'm sleepy."

Song Ran is really different. She didn't think about him like this before, and of course she didn't have a chance to think about him.

Gu Jingxing took the antipyretic medicine, and the effect was very fast. He had wanted to hold on to talk with song ran for a while. After all, song ran, who was so tender and considerate, might not be able to sleep for him.

But soon the double eyelids began to fight, and soon Zhou Gong would go.

Song ran reached out to touch his forehead, which was full of sweat. She carefully wiped his sweat and looked at him for a long time. With greedy temperature, her fingers gently traced his heroic outline.

Such a fresh person, in her fingers, everything, back to the starting line, may really be her last life unintentionally accumulated some virtue.

She got up, turned off the light, and then went to the side of the desk to search for two books, gently put them on the cement floor beside the wall, and sat down contentedly.

The moonlight shines in through the square windows and shines on the people on the bed. Song Ran's back is against the wall, and her head is on the desk beside her. She closes her eyes with satisfaction.

That's good. It's good.

Song ran thought that she couldn't sleep, but maybe it was because there was Gu Jingxing and Gu Jingxing's breath. Unconsciously, she fell asleep.

In the dream, chaos

Gu Jingxing took her wrist and worried: "Xiao ran, listen to me. Things are not what you think."

Song ran said sarcastically: "it's not what I think it is. What's that? Gu Jingxing, I'm so disappointed with you. You're a real villain, hypocrite! "