Chapter 340

Gu Jingxing in the toilet finished his hand movement and leaned against the wall, breathing violently.

He calmed down and went back to the hall. The people on the sofa were still sitting still. He lit a kerosene lamp and went to her. His voice was a little sad and hoarse: "later Come on, you know? "

Song ran quickly nodded: "know I see. "

"Well, I'll get some water for you to wash, and then I'll go to bed after washing, eh?"

"And you?"

"I want to read a book."

"Where do you sleep?"

Gu Jingxing licked a thin lip, looked up at her: "I sleep in the hall, sleep on the sofa."

Song ran glanced at the sofa: "can it be cold?"

Gu Jingxing raised eyebrows and looked at her: "otherwise?"

With his current sensitivity, even if he sleeps in two bedrooms of the same bed, he will inevitably be out of control and do something to hurt her. He can't take risks.

Song ran quickly got up and went to the room to hold a quilt: "you don't freeze."

Gu Jingxing raised his hand and wanted to touch her face. After thinking about it, he drew back his hand again. His voice was low: "Xiao ran, the floor is warm enough, it won't be cold."

Song ran didn't ask him to help, so he made some hot water and soaked his feet. Then he cleaned up and was ready to enter the room.

Tonight should not be called, Gu Jingxing sitting on the sofa, with the kerosene lamp reading.

The light was dim, except for the light around him. Everywhere it was dark. He looked down slightly and looked at the contents of the book carefully. He held a pencil in his long finger and occasionally wrote and drew on the book.

Song ran was dazzled by this picture. The rough man also had a little more intellectual elegance. She couldn't stop turning her toes and walking towards him.

Gu Jingxing heard the sound of footsteps and looked up at her: "why don't you go in and sleep?"

Song ran touched his neck: "can I watch you study? I want to see it. "

"You want to distract me?" He said faintly.

Song ran dragged a small chair and sat on the opposite side of the small table: "I'll just look at it from a distance. Can I sit next to you?"

Gu Jingxing's elbow is on the knee, the hand gently holds the cheek, gazes at her: "Song ran, what good-looking?"

Song ran sat cross legged in a small chair. In the dim light, his smile was shining: "good looking is good-looking. I like to see you study hard. It's very charming."

Gu Jingxing helplessly drooped his eyes and laughed in a low voice: "if you want to see it, put on a piece of clothes, don't freeze."

"Well, I know."

Gu Jingxing has now completely calmed down his mood. He is concentrating on looking at the drawings in his hand. When he took the college entrance examination, he got full marks in physics and mathematics. In the aspect of engineering design of science and engineering, he has innate talent. Therefore, head Liang entrusted him with an important task and sent him to participate in important projects.

But it is true that he has not touched books for several years. He should adapt as soon as possible and live up to Liang Tuan's expectations.

The kerosene lamp light spread over Gu Jingxing's body, and the scope of its spread was not large. Song ran was almost weak. She sat in the dark, looking up at the ice and snow and the snow, and hanging her eyes was his serious face under the warm light.

She looked at him with a smile all the time.

Happiness is about so simple, a small room, two people who love each other.

I really want to hug him, want to be lazy in his arms to see the white snow, listen to his rhythmic heartbeat.

Well, just think about it. At least now, this man can't touch it.