He Is Warmer Than Time

At the end of the kiss, Gu Jingxing's breath was a little disturbed, forcing himself to settle down, and reached out his hand to pinch Song Ran's chin: "What did your sister say?"

Song Ran triumphed: "Naturally it was settled by me."

Gu Jingxing leaned back on the back of the sofa chair, supported her waist loosely with one hand, and said in a soft and deep voice, "So, how do you convince her?"

Song Ran raised his eyebrows: "This... is a secret."

Rebirth should be considered a secret. Although she doesn't understand it very well, it's better to keep it secret.

She didn't dare to be vague about her happiness, and she was just a last resort to tell her sister.

Gu Jingxing frowned, her eyes a little puzzled: "I see your sister's attitude is very firm, as if you don't divorce me, she will never let it go. Why, what are you capable of persuading her?"

Song Ran lay on his chest, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Because I told her that my family Jingxing will be the chief leader in the future, and he has the ability to protect me."

Gu Jingxing rubbed her chin and squinted at her. He is not a fool. Knowing this is impossible to convince her sister, but no matter what, if her sister does not object, the goal will be achieved. The right to be his Xiao Ran is eloquent. Right.

The sunshine outside was very good. Song Ran leaned down, leaned on his lap, looked up at him this way, and then said with emotion: "My soldier brother is really good-looking, and he is still a handsome guy from such a tricky angle."

Gu Jingxing chuckled and touched her face with his hands down: "You look a bit big like this, maybe the flesh is spread out."

Song Ran reached out and pinched his waist: "Say my face is big? Are you going to rebel?"

Gu Jingxing chuckles: "Why don't you say so? Good comrades have to accept criticism with an open mind, so that they can make better progress."

Song Ran raised his eyebrows: "My appearance, there is no room for improvement, okay? If I become more beautiful, some people don't know what to worry about?"

Gu Jingxing touched her face lovingly. She was right. Xiao Ran was already beautiful enough to make him worry about gains and losses. There were enough mad bees and butterflies around her. He wanted to put her in his pocket. Others saw her beauty.

Song Ran lay flat, with her head resting on his thighs and her feet on the armrests of the sofa. This posture was very pleasant. She frowned and asked, "Jingxing, that woman...you have checked the organization. Have you ever passed her?"

Gu Jingxing's fingers trembled slightly, knowing who she was talking about, and softly replied, "Checked it."

Song Ran hesitated and said, "So, what kind of person was she before, was it like this in the beginning?"

After all, she still wanted to know her own life experience, origin, and what kind of person her father would be.

But I was extremely worried, if my mother was a drug dealer, would my father... also be a vicious criminal, Dao brother or something, if it was really like that.

So, if one day, her life experience is exposed, will her marriage with Jingxing be affected?

She gripped his shirt tightly, closed her eyes, her fingers trembling slightly.

Gu Jingxing touched her hair: "All we can find is that she used to be from Haicheng, but she went all the way south, joined a gang, and finally killed the boss, she became the boss, but what happened in Haicheng Everything seems to have been erased, and we have no trace to be found."

Is there no trace to be found?

How can there be no trace?