He Is Warmer Than Time

The next day, at about five o'clock in the morning, Gu Jingxing woke up, looked at Song Ran who was sleeping soundly in the bed, gently touched her face, and said softly: "Xiao Ran, got up and went to school."

Song Ran murmured: "It's not light yet."

Gu Jingxing touched her face again: "Xiao Ran, get up quickly, I happen to be going to Jungong Road by the way, so I have to go."

Song Ran opened his eyes suddenly and stared at him: "Soldier, you tell the truth."

"what?"

"Actually, I'm going to Jungong Road to do errands and take me to school by the way, isn't it?"

Gu Jingxing gave a light cough, "Get up quickly, otherwise time will be delayed."

Song Ran mumbled: "I just said, how could you use a public car to send me off for public and private purposes."

After all, Battalion Commander Gu is a good and law-abiding soldier who walks with his feet back and forth in Songshan County, Tianzifang, Song Ran should have thought of it long ago.

Gu Jingxing touched her head: "Breakfast has arrived. The sweet potato, the glutinous rice cake, and the tea eggs."

Song Ran stretched out and couldn't bear to come out. It was an autumn rain and a cold. At this time, it was 5 o'clock in the morning, and she could feel the coldness outside the bed. She really wanted to lie down for a while.

She sniffed, her voice a little dumb: "Jingxing, it's cold outside."

Gu Jingxing immediately got up and walked outside. After a while, he carried a stainless steel lunch box in one hand and a few tea eggs and the glutinous rice cakes rolled in oil paper and walked to the bed.

Song Ran looked up at him: "What are you doing?"

"You can sit on the bed and eat."

"It will stain your bed."

"It's okay, eat."

"Jingxing..."

"Ok?"

"I slept with my hands pressed."

"and so?"

"My hands are numb..."

Qiu Yu kept on, sighing sounded, Gu Jingxing looked at the girl sitting in front of him, there was nothing to do with her.

"I feed you."

Song Ran smiled happily: "Okay, okay."

Gu Jingxing shook his head, really frank.

Gu Jingxing took a spoonful of sweet potato paste, put it to his mouth and blew it gently, and handed it to Song Ran's mouth: "Be careful, it's very hot."

Song Ran opened her mouth to swallow, exhaled the heat, she smiled and said, "It's so fragrant, so delicious."

After a breakfast was fed, the batter on Song Ran’s lips was rubbed off by Gu Jingxing with the thumb of his thumb, and then it was put into his own mouth to **** it off. The adults in the countryside did this at the end when they fed their children. After a while, Song Ran blushed unconsciously, and said grotesquely: "How... how dirty, don't you have a handkerchief or something?"

Gu Jingxing didn't care: "There is no handkerchief."

He wouldn't dislike Xiao Ran when he ate the rest of the meal, how could he get dirty on his mouth?

She blushed and said, "You go out, I'm going to get dressed."

Gu Jingxing wondered: "Don't you just put on another knitted sweater outside?"

Does this also require him to avoid it?

What he didn't know was that when Song Ran turned off the light last night, she pulled her chest out and pressed it under the pillow. It was always uncomfortable to sleep wearing that stuff. Now she has to wear it back. How can she be in front of Gu Jingxing? Where's the noodles?

Song Ran blushed even more: "Hey, if you let you go out, just go out. Where is there so much talk?"

Commander Gu, who was obliged to follow suit, touched the back of his head and walked out of the bedroom.

After a while, Song Ran walked out of the room neatly, and Gu Jingxing put on another military uniform on her body: "It's cool in the morning, dress."

Song Ran warmed from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows to his heart.

(Note, after the old book is over, I will try my best to update this one. It's coming soon, please be safe, everyone, besides, I have a chief job and I have to write articles. I am really lacking in skills. I hope to forgive me.)