He Is Warmer Than Time

Gu Jingxing fed the two children and pressed her legs for a long time before sitting on the recliner beside her, just watching her sleep.

He was not drowsy, and she couldn't see enough.

The child cried twice at night, once drinking milk, and once changing diapers. Gu Jingxing was clumsy in every move, but he managed to get it right.

The son basically doesn't cry, and the cry of the daughter is not too loud, as if she knows that her mother has worked hard for them, and she is very considerate.

Gu Jingxing is pleased that it is good to be sensible, and to be sensible.

When it was daybreak, Song Ran opened her eyes, her sister was still sitting next to the bed, and she said tiredly: "Why didn't you come in for Madam Wu?"

"Changed at night, didn't you even notice it?"

Song Ran rubbed her hair: "Maybe I slept too hard, I was really tired yesterday."

Song Xuan chuckled in a low voice: "The doctor said, if you have a smooth delivery, you will soon recover. Isn't it better today?"

Song Ran sat up and stretched her body: "Well, indeed, I felt like I slept, and I almost recovered. I can walk and move."

Song Xuan held her down: "Little ancestor, don't mess around. I'll stay in bed for one day and stay in the hospital for three days, and listen to the doctor after three days, okay?"

Song Ran leaned lazily on the head of the bed: "Everything, everything is up to you."

Mother Wu came in carrying a thermos cup: "Xiao Ran, I ate millet porridge and brown sugar buns this morning. I'll go back and cook the soup for you at noon."

Xiao Ran shook her hand: "Mother Wu, you have worked hard, take care of me at night, and rush back to make breakfast for me early in the morning."

Before Song Xuan could stop, Wu Ma blurted out: "I didn't take care of you at night, I slept all night."

Song Xuan helped her forehead, how can this lie be made?

How round can't be round, okay? Song Ran was so clever that she didn't see through her lies at a glance.

"Sister, you let him in, didn't you?"

Song Xuan was a little guilty: "It was in the middle of the night, I saw Ma Wu fell asleep and couldn't bear to wake her up, just..."

"Did he sleep?"

"He didn't sleep, he didn't sleep, sitting on a chair straight and looking at the door all the time, I just... blame me, it's my unreliable stand."

Song Ran held a bowl of porridge and snorted softly, without any further details.

After eating breakfast, Gu Jingxing went into the ward again, where only the two and the child were in the ward.

When he approached, Song Ran realized that his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and his heart was choked, but his face was calm: "You go to sleep."

Why do you care about him as soon as you say it? What about the grievances accumulated in those months? Song Ran, you are really spineless. Will your grievances disappear if you serve you all night?

Gu Jingxing sat on the edge of the bed and smiled softly: "I'm not tired."

He was very nervous, and he didn't know how to tell her that there was only five days off.

Song Ran saw that he not only had red blood in his eyes, but also had a short moustache growing on his chin. He was a bit decadent, but the light in his eyes was very moving.

Probably the body is exhausted, but the heart is extremely happy and happy.

"If you don't get tired, go to bed."

Gu Jingxing shook her hand and said in a low voice, "Do you care about me?"

Song Ran smoked, but couldn't get it out: "Come on, who cares about you?"

Gu Jingxing rubbed her cheek: "Xiao Ran, I'm really not sleepy, I'm very excited."

Song Ran glanced at him, and finally asked a difficult question: "How many days are you staying here this time?"

What she thinks is, how can she stay until she is out of confinement.

Gu Jingxing's eyes flashed, killing him, how would he answer?