He Is Warmer Than Time

She shrugged and looked at him: "Didn't you let me go faster? I walked, isn't it very fast?"

Tang Ji'an glanced at her up and down, let out a sniffing snort from his nose, and then sat down in time.

Mu Mian glanced at him, slandering in his heart, the two young masters, I don't know which muscle he touched again, this person's mind is too deep, she is better not to provoke.

Tang Ji'an was a little annoyed. Because the purpose of bringing Mu Mian was not achieved, he hated Mu Mian a little bit. The point is that this girl is still joking, without any self-motivated or conscious mind, and there is still leisure time with him. Big brother chatting, tut, it's really not worrying.

Tang Ji'an thought, maybe because Song Xuan lost his child, his father didn't have any leisure time to blame him for finding an actor.

So, next time I will find a suitable opportunity to solemnly introduce Mu Mian to his father.

Tang Qingru went to see Song Xuan, and Yang Haitao was always with her. People from the Yang family had also visited her and enlightened her. Yang Haitao’s family were really kind people, and they all persuaded Song Xuan not to be too sad and young. After recuperating, just have another one.

Therefore, Song Xuan is no longer as depressed when she had just lost her child, and occasionally she can smile a little.

Yang Haitao told her all kinds of jokes while the iron was hot, telling her all kinds of things about him outside.

When Tang Qingru passed by, he saw Song Xuan weakly leaning on the bed and smiling. The child was a sensible child. Perhaps the pain in his heart had not passed yet, and he was afraid that others would be too worried about her, so he forced a smile to coax her. The people around are happy.

Tang Qingru felt so painful that he couldn't bear to take another look, and then hurriedly turned and left.

Song Ran followed him all the time, and Tang Qingru said firmly: "Follow me tomorrow to attend the press conference during the day and a cocktail party in the evening."

It is he who owes the two sisters, and he must give them a compensation.

Going home in the evening, Song Ran received a call from Gu Jingxing. She teased him flatteredly: "Why is Head Gu free? Is there still a family member like me in my heart?"

Gu Jingxing was still holding the manuscript of the drawing in his hand, and laughed in a low voice: "Well, I took a little time, and ran all the way to the communication company, gave you a call, and then rushed back to the base."

Song Ran pouted, "Is there no car? Why is the Southeast Military Region so stingy? Don't you have a Hummer?"

"All our activities are in the compound of the military area, and the car is also a decoration, so we rely on walking."

Song Ran nestled on the sofa and had a lot to say to him. Recently, many things have happened. My sister’s children are gone, and a very vicious grandmother is online again. She handles these things alone and calculates this calculation. That one, I felt very tired, and no one asked her to talk about it, she missed him very much.

But she didn't say. She knew that he was performing the task over there. Although she didn't know the specific task, she didn't want him to be distracted, and she didn't want him to worry about her and not want to work.

She whispered: "Jingxing, I miss you a little bit."

Gu Jingxing's heart is rich in gold. At that moment, he wanted to return to her desperately, hug her in his arms, and comfort her softly in her ear: "I am, I am."

His eyes are deep, brighter than the starry sky outside the barracks——

"Xiao Ran, I miss you too."