Chapter 345

Gu Jingxing happily wiped her feet: "bite it, bite it, my flesh is hard, don't knock your teeth."

Song ran snorted, loosened his teeth and glared at him. Gu Jingxing got up, poured out her foot washing water and folded it back. He asked gently, "is it still cold, pig?"

Song ran jumped up and threw himself at him: "do you dare to call?"

Gu Jingxing hugged her, doting eyes: "I think piggy is very cute, how nice to hear."

Song ran hummed: "it sounds like a ghost."

Gu Jingxing endured a smile: "where's the pig? Will it be better? "

Song ran immediately let out his breath, chuckled and softened on his body. He beat his back with anger and laughter: "why do you have to relate your object to a pig? I have a name. My name is song ran. Song of Tang and Song dynasties. Ran Ran Ran rises. What a nice name. Do you have to call me piggy? Gu Jingxing, are you all right? "

"Nicknames, nicknames."

"Would you be happy if I called you bear?"

Gu Jingxing hugged her: "as long as you call, no matter what it is called, I am happy."

Song ran cut a: "later I will call you big bear, bear."

"Good, good."

Song ran frowned: "Gu Jingxing, there is a big problem with your aesthetics. Jingxing's elegant name can't compare with it?"

Gu Jingxing picks eyebrow: "in the world only you can call the address, I will feel very special."

Song Ran's eyes were dim and her stomach purred. She suddenly patted her head: "did you have dinner?"

"I chewed two cold steamed buns in the mountains to deal with it."

Song ran quickly took his hand to the kitchen: "I stewed mutton soup, but also made garlic bacon ready to fry."

After entering the kitchen, the coal in the sealed fire was faint red and seemed to be going out. Song ran was glad: "fortunately, the small fire is still hot."

Gu Jingxing praises: "we small ran really more capable."

Song ran was proud: "that's nature."

After dinner or supper, song ran was about to enter the room. Gu Jingxing stopped her and said, "I'll take you to the market tomorrow."

Song ran leaned lazily on the doorframe: "is the fair fun?"

"It's fun and lively, but it's relatively poor and backward here. It can't compare with Haicheng, and the people are also more fierce. So we must closely follow me tomorrow, you know?"

The next day, Gu Jingxing got up early in the morning, cooked porridge, spread out the egg cake, and then pulled song ran out of the bed. Song ran was staring at him with a sleepy look.

Gu Jingxing directly carried the half awakened man to his body and took him out of the room. As he walked, he read: "ah Worry about it... "

Song ran woke up two points, his head on his shoulder, lazy way: "you will be a good father in the future."

In a word, suddenly aroused Gu Jingxing's boundless imagination, child? What can he marry? When can I give birth to him?

If she had a daughter, she must be beautiful, smart and kind.

In this way, he was a little impatient. In the future, when they got married, they should suffer a lot.

Two people finished breakfast together, Gu Jingxing wrapped her into a ball, and then went out the door together.

The sky was clear again, and the sky was clear. The snow mountain in the distance was indistinct. The rising sun reflected the white snow, which made song ran feel refreshing and relaxed to the extreme.