He Is Warmer Than Time

Yang Haitao is exercising her husband's rights over there, and here, our Vice-Tuan Gu is taking care of a drunken little lunatic like a nanny.

Song Ran was originally talking about stubbornness. He was drunk now, and he couldn't spare a moment. He called Gu Jingxing to tell a story, and Gu Jingxing to sing. He didn't want him to sing well, so he went into battle to sing himself.

When Gu Jingxing moved, she dragged his hand and said, "You are not allowed to go, you are not allowed to go, are you going to abandon me? Gu Jingxing, you can't abandon me."

Gu Jingxing thought, how insecure the little madman is, he said softly: "Don't abandon, I won't abandon you."

The lamp light was warm, and Song Ran looked at him with a smirk: "You look so good."

Gu Jingxing's palm was warm and it fell on her face. She smiled even more stupidly. He said, "You look better."

Song Ran smirked: "We are all good-looking, we stand together and match very well."

"Well, we are a perfect match."

Song Ran lifted the quilt and muttered, "Jingxing, come in and sleep, I think your hands are a little cold."

Gu Jingxing gave a light cough, "Go to sleep, I'll sleep on the sofa for a while."

Someone who was drunk started to slap again: "You said you didn't abandon me, you won't accompany me, Gu Jingxing, you won't accompany me anymore."

Gu Jingxing felt as if he had lived a life with a daughter ahead of time, so he quickly took off his coat and clothes outside and coaxed her: "Well, I will accompany you, I will accompany you."

The bed was warm, Song Ran stuffed the hot water bottle into his arms: "Jingxing, give this to you, cover it."

Gu Jingxing's heart was warm: "Just a hot water bottle, give it to me, what will you do?"

Song Ran got into his arms: "Just hold me."

Vice-Tuan Gu is miserable. The little girl is drunk and forgets not to seduce him. He can't do anything wrong while others are drunk, so he can only say in a dumb voice: "Well, hug you and hug you, go to bed Right."

It's really different from other people.

The north wind blows, the snowflakes flutter, Gu Futuan's heart is cold.

How could Gu Jingxing sleep? He got up at about five in the morning and sat on the edge of the bed, just flipping a copy of "Wei Caotang Notes" on the side of her bed, occasionally glanced at the person who had been sleeping with frowning and stretched He took out a slender finger to gently press her eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "What dream do you, girl, do you have? Why are you so bitter?"

Song Ran really did not have a nightmare, it was just that the drunken taste was too painful, the headache was severe, and the body was very uncomfortable, so naturally he frowned.

After waiting outside the window, the magpie whispered, and Song Ran murmured: "Thirst... I'm so thirsty."

Gu Jingxing had already prepared chrysanthemum tea, and quickly passed it over: "Drink tea."

As soon as Song Ran sat up, she felt dizzy, migraine, and the state of hangover was simply too torturous. She frowned, her entire face was wrinkled, and she looked at him sleepily.

The scene of her drunkenness last night gradually and gradually became clear in her mind. Song Ran quickly turned her back and kept patting her face, muttering in a low voice: "It's over, it's over, it's over. I have no face to see people." ."

Gu Jingxing smiled and said, "Remember?"

Song Ran tucked up her hair and pretended to be confused: "Huh? What? What do you think of?"

Gu Jingxing's eyes pointed at the chrysanthemum tea: "Drink tea first, and completely relieve the spirit of the wine, so as not to go crazy again."