He Is Warmer Than Time

Gu Jingxing freed her hand to squeeze her face: "Sooner or later, it will be my daughter-in-law, can I still run away?"

Song Ran curled his lips: "How long shall we sit in this car? I'm hungry."

Gu Jingxing hurriedly opened the car door, opened the umbrella, then walked to the opposite car door, opened the door for her, greeted her, and got off the car. There was a pond on the ground. Song Ran stepped on his shoes, raised his eyes, and looked slyly: "Let's go. ."

Gu Jingxing hugged her up with one hand: "Well, let's go."

Song Ran was anxious: "Hey, don't be seen by your leaders."

"It's okay. When it rains, our head Zhang also hugs their daughter in this way."

He has long legs and fast footsteps, and he quickly went up to the second floor. Fortunately, no one saw him.

As soon as he entered the door, Song Ran pressed him to the door: "Don't call yourself an elder."

Speaking of it, Song Ran has crossed more bridges than Gu Jing has traveled.

Gu Jingxing smiled: "Didn't you say that you are hungry? Why do you still have the strength to fight with me?"

Song Ran quickly dragged his hand to the kitchen: "Okay, let's go into the kitchen and make noise again."

Gu Jing walked into the kitchen, turned over, and turned to look at her: "Will I have some plain water tonight? I won't go to the cafeteria to get food."

Song Ran put his hands on his shoulders, and muttered: "Did you bring some local specialties back to the Northwest?"

Gu Jingxing shook his head and smiled and said, "We are on a mission. Do you think I am going to travel? Last time you were there and took you to the bazaar. That is a special situation. Usually we don't come out.

"Okay, let me cook the noodles. After all, our brother Jingxing just came back from the task and caught the train for a day. It's so tired."

"Neither tired nor tired, I..."

Song Ran dialed his hand: "Get out of the way, let me show you a hand."

As she said, she picked up the pot and started to receive the water, Gu Jingxing was overwhelmed with joy: "Well, use boiled white water to face me, we Xiao Ran can be really capable."

Song Ran whispered: "Well, thanks for the compliment."

Twenty minutes later, there were two bowls of noodles, one large and one small. Two poached eggs lay on Gu Jingxing's big bowl, and a poached egg lay on Song Ran's small bowl. Gu Jingxing couldn't help reaching out and touching her face: "The eggs are very fried. It's beautiful, and it really shows off."

After speaking, he walked to the living room with two bowls.

Gu Jingxing picked up the bottle of chili sauce and handed it to her bowl: "Add a little more? It will taste more."

Song Ran shook his hand quickly: "No, no, I can't eat spicy food."

Gu Jingxing mixed himself with some spicy pepper and poured some vinegar, his noodles looked more flavorful than Song Rande.

Watching Gu Jingxing chuckle and eat with relish, Song Ran couldn't help but be moved: "Give me some chili too."

Gu Jingxing gave her a little less dial, Song Ran mixed it, and before eating, he asked uncertainly: "Will it be very spicy?"

Gu Jingxing waved his hand: "It's not spicy at all."

Song Ran ate with confidence and boldly, and after taking one bite, her tears burst into tears.

She couldn't stop coughing, and looked at him aggrievedly: "Didn't you say it's not spicy? Liar!"

Gu Jingxing only remembered that his Miss Jiao was a typical Southerner, and the dishes on the dinner table were either light or sweet. To her, it was too spicy.

"It's you who want to add spicy, or I will cook a new bowl for you."

Song Ran shook his head: "Forget it, I'll just finish eating, and practice my ability to eat spicy food."