He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Ran looked at him coldly: "Before studying, I want to ask you some questions."

"Well, you ask." The voice has gradually become thicker.

"Who is Jin Ling?"

Gu Jingxing looked blank: "Who is it?"

"Am I asking you or you asking me?"

Gu Jingxing: "I really don't know who this person is."

Song Ran snorted, "She is a literary soldier from the Art Troupe of the Southeast Military Region, the one who opened the solo dance yesterday."

"Oh."

Song Ran reached out and squeezed his chin: "Oh, just oh? Do you have nothing to say?"

Gu Jingxing was confused: "What am I going to say?"

"The peach blossom you provoke, what do you think you are going to say?"

Gu Jingxing: How innocent he is.

"I really don't know Jin Ling, I have never heard of it."

Song Ran glanced at him angrily: "People you haven't heard of, come to your dormitory today and wash your daughter's diapers. They are very virtuous, diligent and hardworking.

Gu Jingxing couldn't laugh or cry: "Why are there such people?"

Song Ran beat his chest: "I just want to be something for you to show you how gentle and house-keeping she is. I don't know how many such little girls you provoke here."

Gu Jingxing stretched out his hand and pressed his temple: "I was at the base all day. I went to a performance on the night of the New Year's Eve, and I went there because I wanted to subdue Yao Jingjing."

The implication, daughter-in-law, I really didn't take the initiative to provoke those Yingyingyanyans, I hope you can be clear.

Song Ran poked him in the chest: "Gu Jingxing, you are not allowed to smile at those little girls when you walk on the road in the future."

Gu Jingxing: "I never laughed. Before you came, I didn't laugh at anyone."

Song Ran lightly snorted: "If you know you, I really don't understand, how did those Yingying and Yanyan stare at you, an iceberg, a piece of wood, why are they so rare for you?"

Gu Jingxing's throat tightened, and he didn't say anything about the four beautiful men in the military area. What he said only made his little Ran worry more.

"It's okay now, you are here, they dare not make a mistake."

Song Ran lay in his arms: "You are mine alone."

Gu Jingxing: "Well, Gu Jingxing belongs to Song Ran."

Song Ran sorted out his thoughts: "Okay, I'm going to start learning."

After speaking, he was about to get up, only to find that his big hand was confined to her waist, and she couldn't move.

Song Ran: "Take your hands away, I'm going to get up and study."

"Sit down, just sit on my lap and study."

Song Ran: "I'm not...not used to it."

Gu Jingxing continued to imprison her with big hands: "It's not the first time I sit on my lap, nor is it the first time I sit on my lap to study. Is there anything I'm not used to? Okay, the lesson begins. Is there anything you don't understand?"

Song Ran twisted her body uncomfortably, Gu Jingxing's low and rough voice rang in her ears: "Don't move."

Song Ran just straddled his lap and shrank into his arms. His broad chest covered her, and his strong and powerful arms squeezed her arms seemingly.

Song Ran slandered, why did he love this kind of uncomfortable posture so much?

Gu Jingxing's chest was close to her back, his arms passed through her armpits, and the back of his hands would occasionally touch her...round.

Wiping it slightly, she turned her head angrily: "What are you doing?"

The voice was whispering and charming, and accompanied by bursts of milky fragrance, Commander Gu almost couldn't hold it anymore.

"I accidentally bumped into it, okay, don't be distracted, focus on it."