He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Ran's exquisite little face was stuck in front of him, and Battalion Commander Gu instantly became confused, and his mind had already pressed Song Ran to the bed in a mess.

Gu Jingxing was a little flustered, and his face was flushed. Fortunately, he was tanned, and no one could see that he blushed.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. Since last night, he has always had that kind of unbearable thought for Song Ran, and the small flames in his body are always easily hooked by Song Ran.

It might be too hot, Battalion Commander Gu thought so.

Song Ran saw the person in front of him staring at him blankly, smiled and stretched out his hand and shook in front of his eyes: "Hey, what do you think is a silly soldier?"

Gu Jingxing wiped off his sweat with a guilty conscience, and muttered in a low voice, "Why...what's wrong?"

Song Ran leaned back on the back of the chair, pulled his arm, and said with a smile: "I gave up my seat to this big sister, am I great?"

Gu Jingxing patted her shoulder like coaxing her child: "Xiao Ran is awesome. You are walking very well on the road of learning to help others."

Song Ran chuckled and said: "I didn't study **, I am studying Jingxing, I will learn from you, you are my good role model."

Wen Huihui's eyes were rolled up to the sky, and she could only close her eyes, not seeing her and not bothering her heart. The two of them really didn't pay attention to the influence at all, and were annoyed.

Song Ran stood in front of Gu Jingxing. Gu Jingxing held the armrest on top of his head with one hand and the back of the chair with one hand. He encircled Song Ran in his arms. His low voice rang in his ears: "Xiao Ran, you hold my arm. , The road is bumpy."

Song Ran leaned his whole body's strength on Gu Jingxing, feeling his temperature and heartbeat, pursing his mouth and smiling lowly: "I see."

At the end of summer, the bus was passing between the sunshine and the tree-lined road. The bus was getting more and more crowded and crowded. No one noticed them. Commander Gu’s hand came to her waist quietly, and Song Ran’s hand moved away. In the past, grabbing his index finger, the smile on the corner of his mouth became sweeter.

The two long hours seemed to have passed by now. When the conductor reported the station, Gu Jingxing felt a little reluctant to give up.

One stop before Tian Zifang, he whispered: "Xiao Ran, I will get off at this stop, and you will wait for me at home."

"What are you going to do?"

"Go to your house to visit your dad. You can't go empty-handed. There is a supply and marketing agency at this station. I'll go shopping."

"Then I will get off the car with you."

"No, it's hot and the sun is big, you sit down to the next stop."

Just at the station, the car stopped slowly. Song Ran pulled Gu Jingxing and got out of the car in a hurry. The two got out of the car before Gu Jingxing remembered: "Wen Huihui is still in the car, she seems to sleep with her eyes closed.

Song Ran snorted: "Don't worry about her, the conductor will naturally call her when she arrives."

At ten o'clock, the sun was blazing, and Gu Jingxing stretched out his hand to cover her head: "What are you doing with you? There are still five miles to walk to your house. Can you walk?"

Song Ran nodded: "I can walk."

Gu Jingxing turned her around and entered a large supply and marketing agency, where everything was sold, crowded with people coming and going.

Song Ran was a little guilty. She had been on a date with Gu Jingxing. She took a taxi to get in and out, and chose the flashy, expensive, and unsatisfying place like the Red House Western Restaurant for meals.

Gu Jingxing's salary is not high, and a red house meal can cost him two months' salary, but he has never said a word of complaint.