He Is Warmer Than Time

It was the life experience that the eminent monk gave her tips and let her understand that the most precious thing in the world is Gu Jingxing’s true love, letting her know that it would be a regret for her to miss his precious love.

Gu Jingxing's nervous expression was slightly relieved, and he asked uncertainly: "Xiao Ran, can you...can you always be like this? I like you like this."

The pain on the tip of my heart spread out densely, he asked carefully, his tone was trembling, he has always been like this, to please her, everything respects her, her feelings, and her mood. He used to be like this, but she...

Well, how many injuries did he suffer silently?

How did he reluctantly pay her two months’ salary after asking her to eat Western food and then spend the only remaining money in his car to take her home? How did he spend all his money and walked back most of the night? To the Second Artillery Corps?

Later he said that the mountain flowers were blooming and the spring breeze wandered, and he felt very happy that night.

How can there be such a fool in the world? Ok?

After spending all his money, he came back to make fun of others.

How can there be someone who hates Song Ran like you in the world? Ok?

Song Ran's heart was blocked, her eyes were moist again, and her voice became choked: "Okay, I have always been like this, Jing Xing, if you like me like this, I will always be like this."

Gu Jingxing was completely relieved: "Then...bye."

"bye."

Putting down the phone, Song Ran buried her face between her legs and cried out, just in time Song Xuan pushed the door back. Seeing her like this, she teased her and said: "What's the matter? Why are you crying?"

Song Ran choked and said, "I was moved to death by my battalion commander Gu."

Song Xuan rolled her eyes at her: "You girl, there's no end to it. Give me enough time."

Song Ran stepped forward and hugged Song Xuan: "Really, really, he is so touching."

Song Xuan pinched her waist: "It's so hot, get out of me."

Song Ran took a big watermelon, dragged Song Xuan's hand, and hugged it up together. After entering the room, she asked her sister: "Did you tell Wen Huihui about Yao Xifeng?"

Song Xuan hung the briefcase on the shelf to the side and glanced at her: "Is your sister such a mouth-watering person? Tell me about the blind date you don't like?"

Song Ran sat cross-legged on her sister's bed: "How did Wen Huihui know?"

"Know what?"

"Wen Huihui seems to know about my blind date with Yao Xifeng, but I didn't tell her, how is she related to the rest of our family?"

Song Xuan changed her nightdress, frowned and sat next to her: "No, Wen Huihui talks less, almost always sticks to you when she comes to my house. I haven't seen any contact between her and others."

Song Ran's eyes grew. This woman, Wen Huihui, was really hidden deep enough. They didn't have many Song family members, so it was easy to investigate. When the time comes, pay attention to who she is closer to.

Song Ran turned her attention to her sister, and she asked tentatively: "Sister, is someone pursuing you recently?"

Song Xuan took a sip of the watermelon and glanced at her: "Are you going to become a half immortal?"

Song Ran's heart sank: "How many people are pursuing you?"

Song Xuan hissed, "Stop asking about your sister, and go back to your room to sleep."

Song Ran's expression was clear, her sister's expression was very familiar to her, as expected, as she expected.