He Is Warmer Than Time

After washing, the two sisters lay on the big bed in pajamas of the same small floral pattern.

Song Xuan gave her a push: "It's late, go back to your own room to sleep."

Song Ran hugged her sister: "I don't, I want to sleep with you."

Song Xuan shook her head and squeezed her face: "Why have you become such annoying?"

Song Ran smiled and did not speak, the night breeze was blowing slowly, the window screens were blowing, and her sister's soft and graceful voice rang in her ears, and Song Ran felt like a world away.

For a long time, Song Xuan flicked her forehead: "It's too imaginary again? What can I say to you?"

Song Ran came back to his senses: "What?"

"You haven't said where did you go last night? Did you go to Wen Huihui's house?"

Song Ran grabbed his hair and played with it, and smiled, "Don't be too surprised when you say it."

"how?"

"I slept at Gu Jingxing's place last night."

Song Xuan's eyes widened, she reached out her hand to cover her mouth, and stammered for a long time: "You...you don't always laugh at people who are earthy and poor? Why are you..."

"I'm a girl Huaichun and I don't want to admit it. I'm making up nonsense. My family's Jingxing is very good, especially good. Yushu is near the wind and has a good character. I like it very much. I must be content."

Song Ran shook her legs beautifully, boasting that their battalion commander Gu was not stingy, Song Xuan was shocked and couldn't believe it.

"What kind of ecstasy soup did Captain Gu give you?"

Song Ran frowned and said, "Why do you have the same virtue as Shen Mengfang?"

Song Xuan was happy: "She said the same?"

Song Ran was hooked up in anger again, and sat up and slammed the bedboard: "Not only did she say that, she was going to beat the mandarin ducks, and introduced me to Yao Xifeng, the third son of the owner of the supply and marketing agency."

Song Xuan couldn't help but frowned: "Ah? That dude of Yao Xifeng, how can a serious girl marry him? What did Dad say?"

Song Ran snorted coldly: "Old Song is getting old and can't stand the pillow breeze of this woman, so he agreed."

Song Xuan was angry: "I'm going to find Shen Mengfang, what is her peace of mind."

Song Ran gave her a hand: "Eldest sister, don't go, you tell me how Yao Xifeng is dude."

When Song Xuan mentioned this Yao Xifeng, she was so angry: "Just last week, Yao Xifeng was beaten by his dad because he made the belly of a salesperson girl in our supply and marketing company bigger."

Song Ran slapped his legs: "It's really not a thing! How can it be solved?"

"How can I solve it? I have money at home, use money to stop people's mouths, tell the little girl to beat the child, and give a lot of money to preserve the reputation of the dude. He has provoke many girls in the supply and marketing agency, this Shen Mengfang has the face to raise this kind of stuff, the children are there."

Song Ransi lined up for a while, and then asked, "Then these girls won't come out to testify against him, will they?"

"I definitely don't want to. Those girls still have to marry. They came out to identify them. They are well-known. How bad is the reputation. Haicheng said that it is not small, but it is not too big to say it is big."

Song Ran nodded thoughtfully: "Then Yao Xifeng provokes serious girls? I haven't provoke anything like that."

"What kind?"

"Oh, what you know is like those girls on Wanding Road."

Wanding Road, a well-known red light street in Haicheng, is the best place for dandies to look for flowers and willows.

Song Xuan glared at her: "The little girl knows a lot."