Chapter 862

Yang Haitao is exercising her husband's rights over there. Here, we Gu's deputy regiment is taking care of a drunken little madman like a baby.

Song ran was originally a chatterbox. He was drunk and had no leisure for a moment. He asked Gu Jingxing to tell stories and then to sing songs. He hated his bad singing, so he went to the battle to sing by himself.

Gu Jingxing moved, she then took his hand and said: "no, you are not allowed to go, are you going to abandon me? Gu Jingxing, you can't abandon me. "

Gu Jingxing thought, the little madman this is how lack of security ah, he then soft voice way: "do not abandon, I will not abandon you."

When the lamp was warm, song ran looked at him and giggled: "you are so beautiful."

Gu Jingxing palm warm, fell on her face, she smile more silly, he said: "you are more beautiful."

Song ran giggled: "we are all good-looking, and we stand together in a special match."

"Well, we are a perfect match."

Song ran lifted the quilt and mumbled: "Jingxing, you come in and sleep. I think your hands are a little cold."

Gu Jingxing coughed softly: "you sleep, I'll sleep on the sofa for a while."

Drunk someone began to spill: "you also said you do not abandon me, you are not willing to accompany me, Gu Jingxing, you do not accompany me."

Gu Jingxing felt as if he had lived a daughter's life ahead of time. He quickly took off his coat and clothes outside, coaxed her and said, "good, good, I'll accompany you, I'll accompany you."

It was warm in the quilt. Song ran put the hot water bag into his arms: "Jingxing, this is for you. Cover it."

Gu Jingxing heart warm: "just a hot water bag, give me, how do you do?"

Song ran then got into his arms: "just hold me."

Gu vice Tuan is miserable. The little girl is drunk and forgets that he can't lead him. He can't make mischief while others are drunk. He can only say in a hoarse voice: "well, hold you, hold you, go to bed."

What a different life.

The north wind blows, the snowflakes float, and Gu's heart is cool.

Gu Jingxing got up at more than five o'clock in the morning and sat beside the bed, so he turned over a copy of "Wei Cao Tang notes" on the head of her bed. Occasionally, she glanced at the person who was sleeping with frowning eyebrows. Then she stretched out her slender fingers and gently pressed her eyebrows. In a low voice, she read, "what dream do you have? Why are you so bitter? "

Song ran did not have any nightmares. He had a terrible headache and felt uncomfortable when he was drunk. He naturally frowned.

The Magpies chirped outside the window, and song ran mumbled: "thirsty I'm so thirsty. "

Gu Jingxing has already prepared chrysanthemum tea, and quickly handed it over: "drink tea."

Song ran sat up, dizzy feeling hit, migraine, hangover state is simply too tormented, she frowned, the whole face is wrinkled, sleepy to see him.

The scene of her drunken madness gradually became clear in her mind last night. Song ran quickly turned her back and kept patting her face. She murmured in a low voice, "it's over. It's over. It's over."

Gu Jingxing said with a smile: "remember?"

Song ran raised her hair and pretended to be confused: "ah? what? What do you think of? "

Gu Jingxing's eyes pointed to chrysanthemum tea: "first drink tea, the wine strength will be completely solved, so as not to go crazy again."