Song ran wiped his mouth and looked at him: "am I drooling?"

Damn, she's sleeping too much, right? It seems that the day is still too tired.

Gu Jingxing stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of her mouth: "can flow a lot of saliva, do what beautiful dream?"

Song ran laughed: "I dreamed of you."

Du Dapeng quickly jumped out of the car, invisible attack, the couple abuse people, is really not soft hearted ah.

Gu Jingxing opened the door, helped her get out of the car, and then reached out to hold her. Song ran pushed him: "why?"

Gu Jingxing picked her up, let her straddle on his waist, low voice ring in her ear: "your leg hurt, I hold you back."

"There are people in Song Dynasty who are complaining."

"No one. They go home in the evening and don't come out very much."

Song's shoulder will not affect his walking

He picked up the steps and said softly, "well, I'll hold you, too."

He held her, their heart rate is the same, their breathing rhythm is the same, as if two people integrated, rely on each other, find the most comfortable way to get along.

Open the door, the room is dark, Gu Jingxing stretched out his hand to light the rope, a pull, the light flashed for a while, and then it was still dark.

He held her in one hand, pulled the rope several times with the other, and opened Off Open Off

"Well? What's the matter? "

Gu Jingxing said in a low voice, "the light bulb is blown out, and the tungsten wire is burned out."

"What can I do?"

"I'll light a kerosene lamp, and I'll buy a light bulb tomorrow."

"Well, good."

Gu Jingxing hugged her, put her on the sofa in the hall, then turned to light the kerosene lamp, put on the lampshade, raised it to her side, reached out and rubbed her head: "hungry?"

Song ran nodded: "I'm hungry. After visiting Yao Xifeng, I'm going to find a place to have dinner with sister bao'er. After dinner, I'll go back to Haicheng Oh, I forgot to tell sister Bao. It's killing me. "

"Sister Baoer?"

Song ran looked at him cunningly: "did you forget? The actress who took a seat with me last time

It's really a pot that doesn't open. It's like eating a fly. Gu Jingxing says, "Oh, remember, I'll cook noodles for you in the kitchen. Vegetable and egg noodles, OK?"

"Well, yes, I'll have fried eggs, one side and one side crispy."

When she knew, she rubbed her hair

Gu Jingxing is cooking noodles in the kitchen. Song ran sits on the sofa and is worried that Feng bao'er will not wait for her all the time. Ah, as soon as she meets her brother Bing, she will be in a mess. Gu Jingxing should be asked to take her to the door of the hotel to tell Feng bao'er.

Song Ran Ran Ran Ran to the kitchen. The kerosene lamp flickered with the wind. Song Ran Ran ran over and hugged his waist: "blame you, blame you, blame you."

"Well?" Someone who cooks noodles has no idea.

Song Ran's face rubbed on his back: "it's all you blame. I'm upset. I've been happy with someone else's appointment. Sister Baoer can take care of me at ordinary times. I'll hang them there without saying a word. How sorry I am."

Gu Jingxing turned to look at her: "what should I do? I'm going to pay for her tomorrow? "

Song ran said softly, "tomorrow I'll go to her literary troupe to see if she has come back. I'll apologize to her and hope she didn't go to her heart."

"I'll be with you. Tomorrow will be fine."