He Is Warmer Than Time

It was already afternoon for Song Ran to wake up again. She wanted to go to the bathroom, so she lifted the thin quilt on her body and planned to get out of bed.

The room was quiet, and Gu Jingxing was not in the room either. Her feet touched the ground, and just about to stand up, she saw that her legs were soft, and she collapsed directly on the ground. She stretched out her hand to grab something, but with one hand she caught the hanger next to her. , The hanger smashed directly down...

She slumped down on the floor, the clothes rack hit the side, she screamed in fright.

Gu Jingxing dashed in and asked nervously, "Xiao Ran, what's the matter?"

Song Ran looked at him sadly: "I blame you."

Gu Jingxing hurried over to pick her up first, then stretched out his hand to support the hanger: "What's wrong?"

Song Ran lay in his arms and said aggrieved: "The legs are so soft that they can't stand up at all."

Gu Jingxing couldn't help laughing: "This is normal. What are you going to do, I will hold you."

Song Ran couldn't help biting and pinching him: "I blame you, I blame you."

Gu Jingxing hugged her and walked out: "Do you want to go to the toilet?"

Song Ran blushed thoroughly: "You are not allowed to enter the toilet."

"Aren't the legs weak? Isn't it untenable?"

"That's not allowed to enter."

"Where did I see you all over?"

Song Ran opened his mouth and bit his shoulder again: "You still said."

Gu Jingxing spoiled and said: "Okay, I will put you in, and then call me in when you are better, eh?"

After going to the toilet, Song Ran stood up on the wall, sadly found that his thighs couldn't be brought together. Gu Jingxing was so **** cruel, he really didn't have any pity for Xiangyu last night.

Also, a wolf who has been hungry for two years, if you let him eat a gentleman, it is simply difficult for a strong man.

Song Ran stubbornly refused to call him, and slowly walked outside by supporting the wall. As soon as the door opened, Gu Jingxing fell in and hit her body. Song Ran backed away again and again. He walked a few steps hard, and it hurt her in a cold sweat. It's all coming down.

Gu Jingxing hurriedly reached out and put her arms around her waist, and took her into his arms: "Xiao Ran, are you okay?"

Song Ran beat his chest: "Why is it okay, something is going on! My muscles and bones are hurting all over, it's too uncomfortable."

Gu Jingxing hugged her horizontally, went to the living room, and gently put her on the sofa: "I'll press it for you, eh?"

Sharpening the knife is only to slaughter the sheep. Isn't Gu Futuan serving her so diligently for another meal in the evening?

Well, a certain silly sheep didn't know it yet, so he lay down and pointed, "Well, the waist is the most sour...you give me a good press."

Gu Jingxing’s slender fingers pressed against her soft waist, and said softly, “Well, I’ll have experience next time. I’ll have to get a pillow for you to cushion it, so that your waist won’t be that way. Sore, huh?"

Song Ran was lying on his stomach, her face buried in the pillow, flushed thoroughly, his words, the picture was so strong that she couldn't help but reminisce about the madness of last night.

It was crazy, although she was a little afraid of his intemperance, but at a certain moment, she experienced the thrill of falling clouds and mists that he brought her.

She likes his body, like his muscular knotted body, beautiful lines.

His waist is very good, the male dog's waist, the abdominal muscles are distinct, and he never tires. He even has clear muscles on his back, which is greedy when he touches it in his hands.

He was physically vigorous to the extreme, worked hard all night, and only slept for two or three hours before he was alive again.

It's really enviable.