He Is Warmer Than Time

Gu Jingxing comforted her: "Well, we Xiao Ran will give birth to a baby, okay?"

Song Ran calmed down: "It's almost the same, the dragon and the phoenix are good, Jing Xing, I like...I like the dragon and the phoenix."

The long street, with street lights leading into the distance, he carried her on his back and walked forward slowly. Behind him, white snowflakes were gradually covered, and the light had been covering them shallowly.

Gu Jingxing knew that he was carrying her, slowly walking toward the light, toward the life they all wanted.

When I got home, it was past nine o’clock. Gu Jingxing boiled honey water for her, took a thermos and went upstairs, fed her honey water, soaked her feet, flushed a hot water bottle and stuffed it into her bed. He took the person into the bed.

Song Ran looked at him in a daze, "Jingxing, don't go."

Gu Jingxing touched her face: "If you don't go, I will stay today."

Not long after, the sound of a car engine rang out the window, and it seemed that it was over there, and they were all back.

Yang Haitao tightened Song Xuan's big scarf and softly said, "It's snowing outside, don't freeze."

Wu Ma got out of the car, ran to their car, and said to Song Xuan, "I'll go back and cook a pot of **** tea. You and Haitao will drink a little bit. It's freezing today, so don't catch a cold."

Song Xuan was moved: "Well, thank you Ma Wu."

Mother Wu smiled: "Go to the house, and I'll send it to you in a while."

Yang Haitao got out of the car first, walked to the other side of the car door, opened the door, stretched out his hand and carried her out.

Song Xuan raised her eyes to look at him: "I can go by myself."

Yang Haitao hugged her and walked in regardless: "On the day of the wedding, when the bride enters the new house, her feet cannot touch the ground."

Song Xuan hummed: "Where is the custom? Are you talking nonsense?"

Yang Haitao smiled: "Really."

He held her all the way upstairs and entered the room, with a bright red happy word on the window, and the shadowy snow outside seemed to be heavy.

Yang Haitao hugged her and let her sit on the bed, then stared at her brightly: "Wait a moment, I will show you something."

After a while, he brought a pile of things over.

Song Xuan looked at him in surprise: "What are they all?"

Yang Haitao spread the things in his hand to her, "Now, this is the real estate certificate. It is the set we live in now. When I bought it, I wrote your name alone."

Song Xuan's throat was a little blocked: "At that time, I promised you nothing, you are not afraid..."

Yang Haitao smiled: "I just think you will definitely marry me."

Song Xuan's nose was a little sore, and she couldn't speak.

Yang Haitao took out two business licenses again: "This is from Xuntao Technology. You and I have Xiao Ran. The shares of the three of us are equally divided. This is from Wanheng Real Estate. You and I have Xiao Ran. Huang, the shares are equally divided."

Song Xuan furrowed her brows, her eyes flushed: "Hai Tao, I don't think I deserve to let you be so good to me."

Yang Haitao stretched out his hand and hugged her: "Daughter-in-law, we are all in the family, and we still say what is worthy of, mine is yours, it's all yours."

Song Xuan kissed his lips, and Yang Haitao smiled vaguely: "Daughter-in-law, don't you want to wash it first? Just come directly?"

Song Xuan reached out and pushed his chest: "Where did you think about it? I was just so moved that I wanted to kiss you."

Yang Haitao put her down under him: "Song Xuan, now is the time to exercise my rights as a husband."

Song Xuan looked at him winkingly: "Didn't you...cough...have you exercised it long ago?"

Yang Haitao stretched out her hand to untie her clothes: "It's not the same, this time, it's very upright, and I will call my husband for a while, do you hear it?"