He Is Warmer Than Time

Gu Jingxing didn't care about him: "Brother, let's go in. I let my sister-in-law in the army cook here, and they can start the meal in a while. You should have been hungry after driving the car for so long."

In the room, Mr. Mayor didn't sit, and others didn't dare to sit. The big men in the room were like this.

Normally, Song Ran would not be so impassive. Once, she always had a bit of resentment towards the mayor, just like to fight him.

Secondly, I don't know if it's because of winter. Now she can eat and sleep, and she always feels tired.

No, I went to the station to pick up his aunt, uncle, and brother. At this moment, she was so tired that she wanted to lie down on the bed.

So, she didn't even care about the listed grown-ups who were still standing.

Regardless of him, they love to stand, so let them stand.

Song Ran was sitting on the sofa, peeling oranges to eat, and Tang Qingru couldn't help sitting next to her.

Song Ran thought, he was sitting next to him, so let's divide the peeled orange into half.

She handed over half of the oranges, and Tang Qingru was flattered as usual: "Did you peel them specifically for me?"

Everyone sweats, why does the mayor look like he hasn't eaten oranges?

Song Ran brushed her hair: "I just stripped it for you by the way, what do you think?"

Several big shots felt that they were about to take a quick-acting pill, and this little Nizi didn't give face to Mr. Mayor.

Gu Jingqiang was even more frightened to see it. The little girl must be relied on her to look good, so she didn't know the height of the sky.

After a while, he will have to talk to Jing Xing. After all, he is the brother of their old Gu family. He must be able to pull it.

Although Song Ran spoke without mercy, Tang Qingru felt sweet in his heart, broke a piece of orange and put it in his mouth, then smiled and said to Song Ran, "This orange is sweet, so sweet."

Song Ran glanced at him: "It's delicious, isn't it?"

"good to eat."

Song Ran smiled and said, "My mother Wu is the best picking fruit. I brought it here. In the future, I can ask Mother Wu to teach your nanny how to pick delicious fruits."

Tang Qingru was pleased: "Mama Wu is indeed very meticulous in taking care of her people, she is very good."

The mayor’s residence is not the best in terms of eating and wearing, but the half of oranges Song Ran gave is the best in the world.

The others are in the clouds, in the mist, how do you feel that the mayor recognizes Song Ran?

Director Lai of the Transportation Bureau remembered some of the previous gossip, and muttered in his heart, can't it, this is not like a little lover, but like a girl, the kind of baby girl who is afraid of falling in the palm of her hand.

In the kitchen, Cuiying's sister-in-law said to another sister-in-law a little nervously: "Sister, how do you feel that these people are all big people? Didn't you say that there is only one deputy director of the Transportation Bureau?"

"I don't know, why is our leader Gu so good? Can you tell me the dishes we cooked today?"

"It doesn't matter, it's burned out. Take it out."

Sister-in-law Cuiying walked out carrying the vegetables and greeted everyone for lunch.

The director and deputy director of the Transportation Bureau and the secretary moved various stools to let Tang Qingru sit down, and Tang Qingru glanced at Song Ran with inquiring eyes.

Song Ran put his hands in the pockets of the cotton-padded clothes, and said, "You are the mayor, you must be seated."

Why do you always look at her?

Tang Qingru walked to the dining table, faced the door, and sat down steadily. The deputy director thought, Mr. Mayor's left hand was for Director Lai to sit down, so how could it be his turn to sit on the right hand.