He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Xuan, who was neatly dressed, was buttoned by Yang Haitao and checked again. The turtleneck was pulled and blocked his chin. He was relieved and said: "Well, so you won't see the marks on your neck."

Song Xuan kicked his calf: "It is not allowed to be so unobstructed outside."

Yang Haitao buckled her waist and said with a smile: "Yes, my wife."

Song Xuan took his hand to his mouth and took a bite. Yang Haitao snorted, "Call your wife, it's not a mouthful, right?"

"Call my name outside."

Yang Haitao twitched the corner of his mouth slightly: "Good, good, call your name."

Yang Shaodong is the best at what Yang Feng Yin violates, and Song Xuan can't do anything with him anyway.

The two went out. Uncle Zhong cleaned the snow all night in the yard, and another male worker helped Ma Wu clean in the yard next door.

Regardless of Song Xuan’s objection, Yang Haitao insisted on holding her hand. The two went into the house together, glanced at it, and Song Xuan muttered, “Is the little girl still lying in bed? Come on."

Mother Wu put the broom at the door, and when she spoke, she gasped. She gasped and said, "Xiao Ran ran out early in the morning."

"Huh? Out? Where did you go?"

Mother Wu walked to the kitchen: "Where else can the girl go? The Second Artillery Corps, waiting for Deputy Gu's call downstairs every day, waiting for almost a month, there is no phone call, the girl is in a hurry."

Song Xuan sat at the dining table and frowned, "This girl, don't you know if I'm going to get the certificate today? I only think about Gu Jingxing all day."

Yang Haitao touched her head: "You should learn from your sister."

Song Xuan squinted at him: "What do you mean?"

What Yang Haitao wants to say is, I hope you are only thinking about me, but Song Xuan’s expression forced him to swallow the remaining half of the sentence into his stomach, and smiled: “It’s nothing, you don’t have to be all alone. ."

Song Xuan coughed slightly: "Since Xiao Ran is not here today, let's get the certificate... tomorrow, right?"

Yang Haitao's face sank: "We get the certificate, what does it have to do with her presence or not?"

Song Xuan brushed her hair: "I want the person closest to me to be a witness."

Yang Haitao waved his hand: "No need, Xiao Ran will definitely be there when the banquet is held."

What's a joke, if you don't get married for a day, his heart will be restless and can't afford to drag him, he doesn't want to drag it anymore.

Song Xuan glanced at him: "Look at you in a hurry."

Yang Haitao's heart was irritated: "It's about my happiness, a lifelong event. Who can't worry, Xiaoxuan, go to the Civil Affairs Bureau after dinner, ah?"

Song Xuan lowered her head and smiled, her smile was pretty...innocent, but she didn't say a word.

Yang Haitao's heart was overwhelming, and he secretly regretted it. After all, he was still too uncomfortable. In just one day, why couldn't he bear it?

At the gate of the Second Artillery Corps, Song Ran got out of the car, and Yin Hua accompanied her. Outside the Second Artillery Corps, there were snow shoveling soldiers everywhere, and the weather was in full swing.

Song Ran glanced intently, but she didn't have her Jia Jingxing brother.

Really annoying.

Song Ran walked along the courtyard wall, and occasionally the soldier who knew her called his sister-in-law, Song Ran couldn't help but stop to respond to him.

She hurriedly walked to the gate, the guard was still Xiao Wang, Song Ran raised her eyes to look at him: "Has Gu Futuan come back?"

Yin Hua felt that the little sister-in-law was so pitiful, and her brother was really calm.

Xiao Wang said: "Sister-in-law, Vice-Tuan Gu hasn't come back yet."