He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Guoqing coughed lightly: "It's alright, Xiao Ran, don't quarrel with your Aunt Shen, eat."

The two women quarreled dimly as soon as they touched them. Today's battle is considered mild, and Song Guoqing is used to it.

Song Ran pretended to be wronged: "Dad, you are partial. Aunt Shen provoked it. You should tell her not to bully the small."

Shen Mengfang was trembling with anger. She would rather Song Ran arguing with her hysterically, so that it would be a little more fun, and it would be easier to get the pillow breeze on the bed at night.

But she is always so unpredictable and weird, she has nothing to do with her.

Song Guoqing glanced at Shen Mengfang: "Well, don't say a few words, Xiao Ran is still young, you let her order."

Shen Mengfang cursed Juniang in his heart, which expert pointed out the little hoof? Is this? Is it possible that it is the loyal and taciturn commander Gu next to her?

No, no, this battalion commander Gu doesn't seem to be that good.

Shen Mengfang's heart was twisting, Wu Ma brought a large plate of hairy crabs and put it on the dining table. Shen Mengfang had lost several times today, thinking that she should first please Xiao Nizi, so she took the biggest crab and put it in Gu Jingxing's bowl. False enthusiasm said: "Commander Gu, eat crabs, you country folks haven't eaten it before."

Gu Jingxing said thank you very politely, but Song Ran frowned instinctively: "Our battalion commander Gu has a name, and his name is Gu Jingxing. Who is a countryman who is not a countryman?"

Shen Mengfang was already scolding in her heart, little bitch, don't be shameless, the old lady has already murmured to please you poor battalion elder boyfriend, are you still on your nose?

Didn’t it come from the countryside, poor and earthy, nothing but a face, worthy of you being so precious?

But she didn't dare to say that on the face, she said in a grieved tone: "Oh, Xiao Ran, you know, I have no malice, I'm just used to it."

Gu Jingxing took La Song Ran's hand hanging under the dining table and motioned her not to quarrel with her family for him.

Song Ran took out his hand and touched the back of his hand to make him feel at ease.

Her tone was flat: "Aunt Shen, you are not from Haicheng either. Didn't you come from Ningcheng? Then I will call you a countryman in the future, okay? Same, I don't have any bad intentions."

Shen Mengfang was anxious and looked at Song Guoqing for help: "Lao Song, look at her, she is not forgiving."

Song Ran covered the eyes of the Lord sitting on Song Guoqing, and said to Shen Mengfang, ‘Fuck your mother’.

Shen Mengfang, who had always been in a dominant position in previous quarrels, was so excited by Song Ran that she jumped up and pointed at Song Ran angrily: "Lao Song, she scolded me."

Song Ran let go of her dad's hand and looked at her innocently: "What am I scolding you for?"

Shen Mengfang hurriedly walked to Song Guoqing, crying aggrievedly: "She said foul language, she said, go to your mother."

When a guest was there, Song Guoqing felt that his face was not bright, and he immediately sank, staring at Shen Mengfang with a stern look: "You are fooling around, Xiao Ran is a little headstrong, but he never speaks such vulgar words."

Song Ran stared at Shen Mengfang slyly and smiled. Her father was right. She was very well-educated. Although she used to quarrel with Shen Mengfang, they were all reasonable and factual, and she never said it was dirty.

It is impossible for her father to believe what Shen Mengfang said.

The surname is Shen, you have miscalculated.