He Is Warmer Than Time

After hanging for a day, Song Ran felt that she was going to collapse with a cloth on her chest. She changed her clothes and walked out of the crew. Wherever she passed, people with ulterior motives could be heard. Pointing at the back.

Song Ran snorted coldly. It was obvious that Wen Huihui couldn't see her well. She was messing around in the crew all day. It seems that tomorrow, the director will tell her that her scenes have been cut a lot, so she doesn't have the energy to care about her all day long. Song Ran, right?

Every day from the crew back to the hotel, it was Feng Baoer's car. They lived in the same hotel, and Feng Baoer would take her for a ride every day.

At this moment, as soon as she got out of the crew, she saw Feng Baoer's silver-white Santana stop at the door of the small courtyard. Song Ran came with the army, the army got in the co-pilot, and Song Ran sat behind.

Feng Baoer said, "Let's go," and the car slowly drove forward.

She whispered softly: "You worked hard today, and it's eleven o'clock now."

Song Ran leaned back in the chair lazily, closed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "That's it, there are people who dislike me not to visit Yao Xifeng. I have time. They want to break me in half. ?"

Feng Baoer: "You don't need to pay attention to these rumors. Tomorrow is the last day. You won't need to see them in the future."

Song Ran stretched out his hand and squeezed his eyebrows: "Hmm..."

"After the show is over, are you...returning directly to Haicheng?"

Song Ran didn't open his eyes: "Well, go straight back, I'm already back home long ago."

Feng Baoer smiled.

Song Ran said again: "Perhaps, before leaving, go and see Yao Xifeng again, and see if he wants to go back to Haicheng, otherwise I will really become a white-eyed wolf."

Feng Baoer shrugged: "At that time, take my car and go back. I will also go directly to Haicheng."

Song Ran leaned against her, leaning her face on her shoulder, and seemed to rely on her: "Thank you, Sister Baoer, you have helped me a lot."

Feng Baoer smiled, raised her hand and straightened her hair: "No thanks."

No thanks, Song Ran is happy, Song Ran is happy, she feels very happy.

In the hospital not far away, Yao Xifeng was lying on his side, feeling quite uneasy. Song Ran hadn't come to see him for a few days.

He stretched out his hand and touched his head. It was a square inch, yes, it was the one Song Ran liked. His face was no worse than Gu Jingxing, and his appearance was already impeccable.

He has saved her twice, so he can be considered a hero to save the United States, right?

Why, her heart didn't waver at all?

Did the soldier give Song Ran some Ecstasy?

Thinking of this, he suddenly couldn't sit still, right! The soldier must have given Song Ran Ecstasy! Is it the kind of unfamiliar secret technique in the countryside? What kind of Gu?

Correct! It must be so! No, he has to save Song Ran, he must save Song Ran!

Well, Yao Xifeng, you just want to be happy.

Yao Xifeng stroked his mind again, making sure that there was only one thing he could not compare to Gu Jingxing. That was the unbearable past. In the past, as a bastard, he never thought that he would like a girl so much one day, so he didn't pay much attention to his words and deeds.

Then, after his injury is almost healed, he will openly admit his mistake to Song Ran and tell her that he will definitely change his mistakes and be a good man in the future.

Yao Xifeng's psychological construction is very successful, and so and so, he is full of hope for the future.