Chapter 305

After washing, song ran climbed to the bed and Gu Jingxing dragged her: "you don't want to sleep by the window. It's very cold there."

"Oh."

Song ran got into the quilt outside. Gu Jingxing sealed the heavy military coat to her. He filled the hot water bag with hot water and put it into her quilt. Then he tucked her into the four corners and asked, "is it still cold?"

Song ran touched his head and said, "I think of a problem."

Gu Jingxing was stunned: "what's the problem?"

"It seems that I didn't intend to stay with you to sleep today."

Gu Jingxing licked a lower lip: "quilt all entered, still want to rise again?"

Song ran squinted at him and said, "you have a set of movements. I don't have any room to think about. You've got me in the bed, OK? At the moment, I'm still asking, pretending

Gu Jingxing pretended to be stupid: "I didn't think so much."

Song ran tut: "playing a pig and eating a tiger is the best way to describe you."

Gu Jingxing bowed his head with a smile: "you really want to go, I'll take you out."

Song ran raised her foot to kick him. Gu Jingxing grabbed her foot and stuffed it into the quilt: "just hot feet, don't be cold."

Song ran despised him: "pretend to be really like that."

Gu Jingxing covered her quilt and looked at her askew: "if you stay here, I can't do anything. Do you think I really want to keep you?"

Song Ran's face turned red and he said, "I know you're not serious. I don't know what you're thinking all day."

Gu Jingxing saw her lips bright red, peach blossom eyes are also full of water vapor, immediately did not dare to watch, quickly got up, their own bubble feet, and then drilled into another quilt.

It's still early. I can't sleep like this.

Song ran lay on his side, staring at the man sitting on one side: "tell me a story?"

"Ghost story, do you want to hear it?"

Song Ran's hand slipped into his bed and pinched him on his waist: "do you dare?"

Gu Jingxing touched her hand and pulled it aside. She couldn't let the girl touch it. She was not responsible for the aftermath.

"What story do you want to hear?"

"The story of your childhood."

Gu Jingxing turned his head and saw the deep winter night. The snow began to fall outside the window. He whispered, "Xiao ran, look, it's snowing outside again."

Song ran got up and looked out: "well, it's snowing, except it's too cold. In fact, I like snowy days, but Haicheng doesn't often snow. This year's heavy snow is quite rare."

Gu Jingxing let her quickly lie down, and then stretched out his hand to pull the lamp, the bedroom will be a dark.

Gu Jingxing's voice is especially warm on a snowy night, which makes people feel calm and calm.

He talked about his childhood life, and talked about it in a leisurely way

"Although I was poor when I was a child, I also had the happiness of poverty. In summer, I caught fish and shrimp, and in winter, I played hare and pheasant. In winter, when the river freezes, a group of children slide around on the ice. They are both poor and happy..."

The snow, silent, fell on the ground with a click. He seemed to hear the sound of the snow breaking the dead branches.

Gu Jingxing told many interesting stories about his childhood. He stopped talking until the sound of breathing came from the people nearby.

Her hand, still in his quilt, he did not release, holding her hand to sleep together.

Once upon a time, there were thousands of good things in my life, but it was not even song Ran's smile.