He Is Warmer Than Time

The Hundred Flowers Award was held in Haicheng on December 8. Song Ran specially wore a purple dress.

In the room, she put on her gown, turned around, and saw her brother, the soldier staring blankly. He was in a daze with his face always facing the sky. Now she put on makeup and a purple dress that outlines the curve of her figure. Brother Bing couldn't recover his mind.

Song Ran walked towards him with a smile, and Gu Jingxing felt that a fairy was coming to him.

As soon as she approached, Gu Jingxing immediately opened his coat and wrapped her in his arms: "I don't wear too little."

Song Ran hugged his waist and smiled: "You haven't said whether it will look good or not."

Gu Jingxing lowered her eyes, it was her beautiful big eyes, staring at herself so slyly, he was almost drunk in her smile.

His family, Xiao Ran, is about to be watched tonight. There will be a live broadcast tonight, and she will stand on stage, unlike during the Spring Festival Gala.

During the Spring Festival Gala, she dressed up as Jia Baoyu and painted like a man. Although she was eye-catching, she was not her true face.

And tonight, people across the country will remember her most dazzling and beautiful appearance.

"Hey, soldier, can I look good?"

Gu Jingxing used the most practical actions to express his inner thoughts. He grabbed her waist, bowed his head, and kissed her red lips. Song Ran stepped back and Gu Jing approached step by step, pushing her to the wall by the window.

She leaned her back against the wall and murmured, "Cold."

Gu Jingxing wrapped her coat tightly, let her back against his coat, kissed and lingered, Song Ran wrapped his arms around his neck, and snorted: "Lipstick... Lipstick will be eaten..."

Where can Gu Jingxing take care of so much? I just want to take her apart and eat her.

After half an hour, Song Ran and Gu Jingxing went downstairs.

Mother Wu called out immediately: "Oh, ancestor, it's freezing cold, you wear so little, you will get old cold legs when you get older, do you know?"

Song Ran smiled and said, "Bring my mink wool."

Mother Wu buttoned her overcoat and took a big and thick scarf. She still felt it was not enough: "Xiao Ran, can't you just wear ordinary clothes?"

Song Ran smiled and said, "I'm going to be on TV. I can't wear an old quilted jacket on stage, and this should be the only time I'm on stage. I always want to leave the most beautiful impression."

Yes, she has retired from the show business circle. This is the last movie. It is all disgraced in the movie, and the TV series she made before are men again. On the Spring Festival Gala, she still pretends to be men.

In other words, she hasn't done her wayward beauty on the screen.

This time, be sure to squeeze the crowd, let you all know that the beauty of my old lady is not a joke.

Song Ran put on his clothes and went out to get on the car with the family.

Song Guoqing still mumbled: "It's big night, it's freezing cold, can't I just watch the live broadcast at home? Why do you have to bring me to go with you?"

Song Ran held his arm and said with a smile: "Looking at the scene, the effect is better. I have asked for so many tickets from others, so I can't waste the admission tickets in vain."

The family got in two cars.

Song Ran and Gu Jingxing sat in the back row. Song Ran stretched out his hand to adjust his suit, his eyes full of admiration: "Look, I bought this coat for you, it's a lot of use."

Gu Jingxing shook her hand: "Is it cold?"

Song Ran raised his eyebrows: "The blood is boiling, not cold at all."

At seven o'clock in the evening, the National Centre for the Performing Arts was brightly lit and filled with seats...