After the two of them finished washing, Song Ran climbed into bed, and Gu Jingxing dragged her: "You don't want to sleep by the window, it's cold over there." ”

"Oh. ”

Song Ran got into the quilt outside, Gu Jingxing sealed the heavy military coat on the quilt for her, filled the hot water bottle and stuffed it into her quilt, and then tucked her in all four corners, and asked, "Is it still cold?"

Song Ran touched his head and said, "I think of a question." ”

Gu Jingxing was stunned: "What's the problem?"

"I don't think I was going to sleep with you today. ”

Gu Jingxing licked his lips: "The quilt is in, do you want to get up again?"

Song Ran glanced at him: "Your set of actions is smooth, I don't have any room to think before you get into the bed, okay?

Gu Jingxing pretended to be stupid and said, "I didn't think about it that much." ”

Song Ran sighed: "Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, it is the most suitable to describe you." ”

Gu Jingxing lowered his head and smiled: "If you really want to leave, I'll send you out." ”

Song Ran raised his foot and was about to kick him, but Gu Jingxing grabbed her foot and stuffed it into the quilt: "Feet that have just been soaked hot, don't get cold anymore." ”

Song Ran looked at him with disdain: "It's really like that." ”

Gu Jingxing covered her with a quilt and looked at her crookedly: "If you stay here, I can't do anything, do you think I really want to keep you so much?"

Song Ran's face turned red, and he snorted: "I know that you are not serious, and I don't know what you are thinking all day long." ”

Gu Jingxing saw that her lips were red and her peach blossom eyes were full of moisture, so he didn't dare to look at it, so he quickly got up, soaked his feet, and then got into another quilt.

It's still early, so I just go to sleep, I can't sleep.

Song Ran lay sideways, staring at the man sitting on the side: "Tell me a story, will you?"

"Ghost stories, do you want to hear them?"

Song Ran's hand slipped into his quilt and pinched his waist: "You dare?"

Gu Jingxing touched her hand and pulled it aside, she couldn't let this girl touch her, and she was not responsible for the aftermath if she found something.

"And what story would you like to hear?"

"The story of your childhood. ”

As soon as Gu Jingxing turned his head, he saw that on a midwinter night, it was snowing outside the window again, and he said in a low voice: "Xiao Ran, look, it's snowing outside again." ”

Song Ran got up and looked out: "Well, it's snowing, except that it's too cold, in fact, I like snow days, but it doesn't snow often in Haicheng, and it's rare to see such a big snow this year." ”

Gu Jingxing asked her to lie down quickly, and reached out to pull the lamp again, and the bedroom was dark.

Gu Jingxing's voice was especially warm on a snowy night, making people feel calm and calm.

He talked about his childhood life, not slowly, eloquently......

"Although I was poor when I was a child, I was poor and happy, I touched fish and shrimp in summer, hunted hares and pheasants in winter, and in winter, when the river froze, a group of children skated around on the ice, all poor, and all happy......"

The snow, silent, fell to the ground with a click, and he seemed to hear the sound of the snow crushing the dead branches.

Gu Jingxing told a lot of interesting stories about his childhood, and only stopped when the people next to him heard the sound of shallow breathing.

Her hand was still in his bed, so he didn't let go, and took her hand to sleep together.

There were thousands of good things in the past life, and it was not worth your Song Ran's smile alone.