He Is Warmer Than Time

After the car stopped in front of the dormitory of the regiment-level cadres of the Second Artillery Corps, Gu Jingxing showed no signs of lucidity.

Du Dapeng turned off the fire, handed the key to Song Ran, and whispered: "Sister-in-law, I'm going back to the dormitory first. Here are the keys. Then you remember to lock the car, but it doesn't matter if the lock is locked or not. The military district compound, too No one will steal a car or anything."

Song Ran nodded: "I see, you can go back."

Bang, the car door opened and closed, leaving only Gu Jingxing's slightly heavy breathing in the car.

On the left of the car is a row of holly, and on the right is a three-storey dormitory building. The moonlight is pouring down cleanly, the light and shadow are soft and dark in the carriage, Gu Jingxing leaned on her shoulder, frowning and cheeks slightly red.

Really like a child, Song Ran's heart is incredibly soft.

In winter, the army living quarters compound appeared bare. Except for a row of holly and a large cedar outside the yard, the leaves of the rest of the trees had fallen out. The branches were strong and stretched towards the sky, as if they were about to touch the full moon in the sky.

Wan Lai is completely silent, and the winter nights always make people feel peaceful, quietly listening to his breathing, his heartbeat, and peace in his heart.

Song Ran sat quietly in the car with him, feeling the moonlight flowing from his fingertips, sitting upright for a while, couldn't help raising his hand to touch his face, and whispered to him: "Jingxing...Jingxing, we are here..."

Gu Jingxing opened his misty eyes and said the first sentence: "Xiao Ran, are you still angry?"

Where can I get angry? Song Ranrou said, "I'm not angry anymore, Jingxing, I'm not angry anymore."

Gu Jingxing smiled with drunkenness and a bit of sillyness: "It's good if you don't get angry, it's good if you don't get angry."

Song Ran held his face and said seriously: "You can't offend the commander just to see me in the future. No, you can't offend any of your leaders because of me, you know?"

Gu Jingxing grabbed her hand and said solemnly: "I didn't offend the commander. I have a sense of measure. I can't sit still knowing you are waiting for me."

Song Ran rubbed the corners of his mouth with his fingers, and whispered softly: "Fool..."

Gu Jingxing reached out and touched the handlebar of the car: "Xiao Ran, let's go to my dormitory..."

"Ok……"

Song Ran got out of the car, took the key to lock the car, and looked up, Gu Jingxing leaned on the car body, unable to take a step.

The stamina was enough, and he looked dizzy, so she hurried around the car and ran to him, and put her arms around his waist: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay...I'm okay..."

Song Ran hugged his waist and helped the man with his mouth to walk upstairs. The sensor light turned on and the warm light came down. Gu Jing walked on the second floor and had to climb the stairs. His steps were a little staggering. Song Ran was supporting such a big height. It's a bit laborious.

Finally, on the second floor, Gu Jingxing took out the key and opened the door. Song Ran helped him, stumbled into the room, and landed on the bed with his arms around him. The iron bed sank two minutes and made a creaking sound.

Gu Jingxing pressed her on her body, his warm lips pressed against her neck, and the heat made her not daring to gasp, and his big hands were wrapped around her waist, making her unable to move.

But he fell asleep again.

Song Ran touched his head helplessly, and whispered to him, "Jing Xing..."

The man moved, but there was no answer.

Song Ran was about to get up, and the man pressed her with force, his voice was vague: "Xiao Ran, don't go."

The childish Lieutenant Colonel Gu... It's really temperamental...