He Is Warmer Than Time

On the third floor of the department store, Song Ran opened Gu Jingxing's wallet and took a look. Oh, two hundred yuan ago, Jingxing's brother put a lot of money on him.

She also knew that he was a soldier and was not suitable for high-end clothes, so she chose two mid-range coats, one black and one navy blue, both of which were long. He is tall and he must be dressed in the style of Yushu. .

Two hundred yuan, plus another two hundred yuan she added herself, and then carefully put a dozen yuan in change in it, and finally took two big pockets and went downstairs and got into the car.

Gu Jingxing took a look: "Isn't it enough to buy one?"

Song Ran hurriedly took out the navy blue long coat: "Always change to wear one. You can't always wear one. You must look handsome in this one."

Gu Jingxing stretched out his hand to unbutton the army coat, and asked as he unbuttoned, "Is the money enough?"

Song Ran waved his small hand: "There is a little left, I didn't buy you expensive."

Gu Jingxing smiled: "Well, I don't need to wear expensive ones."

Song Ran started to help him unbutton it, reminding Gu Jingxing of the scene where his collar button was too dead when he was wearing formal clothes before, and his family Xiao Ran helped him unbutton it.

Well, I hope to unbutton it again next time, which is...cough...at least you must be in bed.

Isn't it demanding?

Song Ran unbuttoned him and muttered: "Are you hot? Why do you feel a little red on your face?"

Although it was wheat-colored skin, Song Ran did indeed see his face slowly turning red, and raised his hand to touch it. Well, it was a bit hot as expected.

Gu Jingxing coughed slightly: "Maybe the car is a little boring."

Song Ran glanced at him: "Bullshit..." He approached his ear again and whispered: "Gu Jingxing, are you thinking about something inappropriate for children?"

Gu Jingxing's throat was hoarse and his breathing was heavy: "It's fine if you know."

Song Ran smiled slyly: "What are you thinking of something inappropriate for children?"

Gu Jingxing squinted, "Don't you know?"

"Well, I don't know."

"I will let you know in the future."

Song Ran hurriedly stepped back and put his coat on him. Unlike the ascetic feeling of wearing a military uniform, Gu Jingxing wore such a textured navy blue coat, like a professor returning from overseas? Like the top fashion model? Like a lawyer in the most sophisticated industry? Prosecutor? judge?

In short, very handsome and very textured.

Gu Jingxing is completely a clothes rack. Even if he is not a soldier, there are 180 ways to make a living, and any one of them can be very good.

Song Ran arranged his clothes for him and kept admiring: "Sure enough, my vision is excellent."

Gu Jingxing felt uncomfortable: "Okay? I still feel comfortable wearing military uniforms. I always feel uncomfortable wearing this."

Song Ran patted him on the chest: "It's very strong, quite strong."

Du Dapeng sent them to the cinema closest to Jing'an Road.

At that time, the movie theater was not in the mall, they were all on the roadside, a theater, and the entrance of the theater was the ticket booth.

Song Ran was very considerate, and the ten dollars left for him was used to buy movie tickets.

Gu Jingxing never came to the cinema to watch a movie. He turned around and asked Song Ran what he wanted to watch. Song Ran smiled and said, "Didn’t I tell you? As long as I watched it with my brother Jingxing, the tunnel warfare is better than the Roman holiday. No matter what you look at."

Gu Jingxing asked for two tickets for the love movie. The show time was 7:30, and they still had some time. Song Ran took him to Lao Shengxing next door to eat soup dumplings.

The standard equipment for shopping, watching movies, eating, and modern dating.