In the small inn in the ancient town on the other side, if Deputy Head Gu knew, Yang Haitao would come from behind, although he had not been in love for so long, but he had been recognized before him.

How would you feel?

Song Ran washed up, wore a long nightdress, and threw himself on the bed, and the person on the bed next door was wearing a white shirt and holding a book reading.

Song Ran brushed his hair: "I finally know why you always get a full score in the exam, go out to play with your girlfriend, and bring a book, if you don't get a full score, it's intolerable." ”

Gu Jingxing stroked the book cover, and looked up at her with all his energy: "Have you eaten the vinegar of my book?"

Song Ran pouted: "Deputy Head Gu is less self-indulgent, okay? It's not early, you can take a shower a little, let's sleep." ”

Gu Jingxing pressed the book to the pillow: "What you said is ambiguous. ”

Song Ran smiled a little coquettishly: "Where is the ambiguity?"

Gu Jingxing sat upright and stared at her: "Let's sleep, do we sleep separately, or let's sleep together?"

Song Ran kicked over: "Old fox, old rascal!"

Gu Jingxing grabbed her feet, and dragged her from the bed next door, and Song Ran's screams rang out: "Gu Jingxing...... What are you doing?"

After saying that, she was already sitting on his lap, and Song Ran stretched out his hand to push him: "I didn't hook you this time, and I didn't have a long memory, what do you want to do when you are a soldier?"

Gu Jingxing's hand caressed her back: "Well, I was outside all day today, and I didn't hug you properly, but now it's night, and there is no one, so I want to hug you for a while." ”

Nephrite is warm and fragrant in her arms, she is fragrant, wearing thin pajamas, Gu Jingxing feels that holding her in her arms at this time is simply a cocoon and self-restraint.

Song Ran pushed him on the chest: "You are a serious person on the surface, with a bad stomach, if I tell others about your crimes, others will think that I am slandering you out of nothing, and I hate you as an honest person on the surface." ”

Gu Jingxing chuckled, with doting in his eyes: "Hmm, do you hate me?"

Song Ran snorted lightly: "Well, I hate you." ”

Gu Jingxing raised his eyebrows slightly: "Song Ran, you are now in my arms, on my lap, in this room where only me and you, before you speak, do you have to think twice, Ran Ran, do you still hate me?"

Song Ran suddenly shrunk her neck, she didn't want her legs to be requisitioned by him, and she didn't want to help him with her hands.

softened his voice and flattered: "I don't hate it, I like you, I like you." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked him up.

She exclaimed: "Gu Jingxing, what are you doing?"

He gently lowered her to the bed: "Cover your ears with the quilt for a while, don't listen, you know?"

Song Ran swallowed his saliva: "You...... What are you going to do?"

Gu Jingxing touched the corner of her mouth: "Put out the fire." ”

After speaking, he walked into the bathroom, and then, hearing his voice, Song Ran was not afraid of death and said: "This time it has nothing to do with me, I won't help you." ”

It is clearly the fire he provoked himself, and whoever picks it will extinguish it.

Gu Jingxing didn't have time to respond to her, that voice sounded really sexy, and people couldn't help but want to get closer and find out.

When Song Ran reacted, he had already walked to the door of the bathroom.

The cool breeze blew, and she suddenly sobered up, Song Ran, Song Ran, you are really bold, you forgot the way you used to help him with your hands.

Forget it.

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