He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Ran hugged the door frame: "I have to leave blank to let you calm down. Tonight, I will go to my family Jingxing. Sister, I'm leaving, Wu Ma, make some tea for my sister to drink."

Song Xuan picked up the shovel in Ma Wu's hand and smashed it over, Song Ran stepped forward and rushed out...

Mother Wu was taken aback: "Oh, why did you really hit her? What should you do if you hurt her?"

Song Xuan let out a sigh of relief: "I'm watching, how can I really hit her?"

Mother Wu ran over and picked up the spatula: "You, don't be too angry, Xiao Ran is busy, he is going to perform and study again, the child is tired."

Song Xuan curled her lips: "So do you think she should be the subject of science?"

Madam Wu laughed: "That kid is well-measured, and he just missed the exam. She will definitely be well balanced next semester, so don't be angry."

Song Xuan sighed again. Wu Ma was right. Song Ran was very measured. She had no experience in the first semester, and her studies and acting were not well-balanced. In the future, she will have a long memory.

Thinking of this, most of the anger disappeared.

Song Ran rushed out with lingering fears, hit a car, and went straight to the Second Artillery Corps.

In the Second Artillery Team, she ran all the way to the outside of Gu Jingxing's dormitory. The smell of food wafted out of the room. Song Ran lowered her head and smiled, knowing she was coming, he was preparing dinner. It felt so good.

She took out the key, opened the door, looked across the living room, the tall figure of the man was really busy in the kitchen, Song Ran gently put down the schoolbag, and ran over...

Just about to startle him, the man's low voice came: "Come on..."

Song Ran snorted, "Can't you pretend you don't know?"

Gu Jingxing lowered his head and smiled. He is a soldier and he is already keen. When her key is inserted in the keyhole, he knows that she is coming. How does he pretend?

Song Ran walked behind him and stretched out his hand to hug his waist: "Ah... Jing Xing... Are you in a good mood?"

Gu Jingxing coughed slightly, his voice a little hoarse: "Of course I am happy when you come?"

Song Ran has a guilty conscience: "Just happy, just happy."

Gu Jingxing turned his head to look at her: "Song Ran, how did you do in the final exam?"

Song Ran smiled with a guilty conscience: "Cook first, cook first..."

Gu Jingxing squinted at her: "I didn't get an ideal test?"

Song Ran touched his neck: "Very ideal."

Because she didn't expect how high she could get in the exam, so, of course, it was quite ideal as expected.

Gu Jingxing put the fire down and turned around and said, "I'll take a look at the transcript."

Song Ran hurriedly threw himself into his arms, smiling particularly flatteringly: "I'm hungry, eat first, okay?"

Gu Jingxing touched her head: "The soup is still simmering, first look at your report card."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Song Ran into the living room, and Song Ran grabbed the door frame of the kitchen: "I want to taste the soup."

Gu Jingxing looked at her with a stern face, "I did a poor exam?"

Song Ran has a guilty conscience: "I think it's okay..."

Gu Jingxing dragged her directly to the living room, flipped through her schoolbag, and the transcript was exposed. President Gu Jing picked it up and looked at it, and his face suddenly fell: "High number...54 points?"

Song Ran hurriedly sat beside him: "Didn't I tell you before, high numbers are difficult, and when the earthquake happened before, I ran over there to take care of you, which greatly delayed my study. "

Gu Jingxing squeezed her chin: "So, you all blame me for failing, don't you?"

Song Ran nodded: "It's okay to say so."