Gu Jingxingle wiped her feet: "Bite it, bite it, my flesh is hard, don't knock your teeth." ”

Song Ran snorted, let go of his teeth, and glared at him, Gu Jingxing got up, poured out her footwashing water, turned it back, and asked gently, "Little pig, is it still cold?"

Song Ran jumped up and pounced on him: "You still dare to scream?"

Gu Jingxing hugged her, his eyes doting: "I think the little pig is very cute, how nice it sounds." ”

Song Ran snorted: "What a ghost." ”

Gu Jingxing couldn't help but smile: "What about the little piggy, will it be better?"

Song Ran was suddenly deflated, sneered, softened on him, and beat his back angrily and funny: "Why do you have to associate your object with pigs? I have a name, my name is Song Ran, Song of Tang and Song, Ran Rising Ran, what a nice name, you have to call me a little pig? Gu Jingxing, are you okay with your brain?"

"Nickname nickname. ”

"Then you'll be happy if I call you Big Bear?"

Gu Jingxing hugged her: "As long as it's your name, no matter what it's called, I'm happy." ”

Song Ran cut off: "In the future, I will call you Big Bear, Xiong Xiong." ”

"It's good, it's good. ”

Song Ran frowned: "Gu Jingxing, there is really a big problem with your aesthetics, Jingxing's elegant name can't compare to Xiong Xiong?"

Gu Jingxing raised his eyebrows: "You are the only one in the world who can call it, I will feel very special." ”

Song Ran's eyes were dark, her stomach was gurgling, and she suddenly patted her head: "Have you eaten dinner?"

"I nibbled on two cold steamed buns in the mountains and dealt with them. ”

Song Ran hurriedly took his hand and went to the kitchen: "I stewed mutton soup, and I also got garlic bacon to prepare for stir-frying." ”

When I entered the kitchen, the coal in the sealed stove was faintly red, and it seemed to be about to go out, Song Ran rejoiced: "Fortunately, the fire is simmering, and it's still hot." ”

Gu Jingxing exclaimed: "Our Xiao Ran is really getting more and more capable. ”

Song Ran was proud: "That's nature." ”

After the two of them finished dinner or supper, Song Ran was about to enter the room, and Gu Jingxing stopped her: "I'll take you to the market tomorrow." ”

Song Ran lazily leaned against the door frame: "Is the bazaar fun?"

"It's fun, it's very lively, but it's relatively poor and backward here, it's not as good as Haicheng, and the people are more tough, so you must follow me closely tomorrow, you know?"

The next day, Gu Jingxing got up early in the morning, cooked porridge, spread egg cakes, and then fished out Song Ran, who was lying in bed, out of the quilt, Song Ran stared at him sleepily with a dull expression.

Gu Jingxing directly hugged the half-asleep person to his body, carried him out of the room, and read as he walked: "Hey...... Worry about it......"

Song Ran sobered up for two minutes, rested his head on his shoulder, and said lazily: "You will definitely be a good father in the future." ”

One sentence suddenly aroused Gu Jingxing's infinite thoughts, child, how can his Xiao Ran marry him, when can he give birth to him?

If you give birth to a daughter, she must be very much like her, beautiful, smart, and kind.

In this way, he became a little anxious, and it should be very painful in the years when they got married.

After the two finished breakfast together, Gu Jingxing wrapped her into a ball again, and then went out together.

The sky was clear again, the sky was clear, the snow-capped mountains in the distance were faint, and the rising sun reflected the snow, emitting a wonderful light, which made Song Ran feel refreshed and felt extremely comfortable.