Chapter 635

After dinner, the moon was very good. In Song Ran's room, she sat on the bed and looked at Gu Jingxing. She was at a loss. She sneered, "don't you go back to the army?"

Gu Jingxing gently coughed: "I don't feel at ease because I don't come back today."

Song ran raised her eyebrows and looked at her: "I have only one bed in this room. Where do you want to sleep, brother Bing?"

Gu Jingxing in her home is not as comfortable as in the army. She is always a little uncomfortable. After all, her sister lives in the next room. He dares not make a mistake.

"I sleep on the floor," he said, tightening his voice

Song ran went over and reached for his waist: "Jingxing, you don't have to worry. I'm fine. Shen Mengfang is locked up. No one dares to come to our trouble. Why don't you go back to sleep? What's the matter with sleeping on the ground?"

Gu Jingxing reached out and rubbed her head: "it's OK. I'm used to it."

Song ran raised his hand and hung it around his neck: "or I'll sleep with my sister, and you'll sleep with Yang Haitao?"

Gu Jingxing quickly shook his head: "don't don't don't, I'd rather sleep on the ground."

In the next room, Yang Haitao said the same thing: "don't don't don't, I'd rather sleep on the ground. I'd rather sleep on the same bed as the old men. I feel very embarrassed."

Song Xuan looked at him in embarrassment: "you are injured. You can't sleep well on the ground. Otherwise, you can sleep in bed. I'll go to sleep with Wu Ma."

Now Song Xuan has begun to learn to love Yang Haitao, which seems to be a matter of course.

With that, Yang Haitao grabbed her wrist and pressed her on the door.

There was only a bedside lamp in the room. It was dark. Song Xuan felt that her heart was beating to her throat. Similarly, she heard Yang Haitao's heart beating. She saw Yang Haitao lick his lips nervously.

The light is dim. Even if her face is blue and swollen, song Xuan can understand his good looks. Her eyes are bright and hot, which makes her face hot and dry.

When did Yang Haitao have such charm?

With one hand hanging on his chest, he held her wrist with his left hand. With a plea, he said slowly, "Song Xuan, don't go away. Stay with me, OK?"

Song Xuan's heart suddenly softened. She raised her left hand to touch his face and gently rubbed it: "Yang Haitao Yang Haitao... "

He looked at her nervously: "mmm..."

Deep voice, the night has become exciting, August, the end of summer, may have been a season for love.

She rubbed her fingers around the corner of his mouth in a soft voice: "does it hurt? Does it still hurt? "

Yang Haitao's eyes are very gentle: "no pain, no pain at all."

"Is it really over?"

"Well, it doesn't hurt."

She stood on tiptoe, leaned against his lip and whispered, "close your eyes then."

Yang Haitao's heart stopped beating at that moment, and he closed his eyes in a hurry.

There was a warm touch on his lips, and his heart, after a brief pause, leaped up like an avalanche.

Is that true?

Is that true?

Are you dreaming?

In a hurry, he half opened his eyes, and then he put on Song Xuan's beautiful peach blossom eyes. Song Xuan was a little annoyed: "didn't you close your eyes?"

Yang Haitao buttoned her waist and deepened the kiss. When he got to the wound, the pain made him humming. However, he was reluctant to stop the kiss, and he would continue to kiss when he died of pain.