He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Ran whimpered and murmured, his broken words leaked out: "Gu Jingxing, this is the army, this dormitory is full of high officials, you..."

Gu Jingxing stretched out his hand and pushed open the car door, pulling her up.

Song Ran was wearing a beige long dress. Following his steps, he stepped up and opened the door. The room was dark. Only street lamps and stars shone in through the large windows of the living room. There was a vaguely romantic taste.

Gu Jingxing pressed her against the door. The height difference of nearly 20 centimeters made Gu Jingxing have to bend down to kiss her.

Song Ran pushed his hands on his chest: "Longevity noodles..."

Gu Jingxing lifted her up, sat down on his waist, then pressed her to the door, and said in a low voice, "Uh, uh... I'll eat later."

"I... I also prepared a gift."

Gu Jingxing still didn't raise his head, Song Ran got up anxious, and took a bite on his lips. Someone finally became sober.

"Huh? Present?"

Isn't it a look that will never celebrate his birthday? Why are you even ready for gifts?

Song Ran raised his eyes. In the night, there were bright red blood on the corners of his mouth, especially like a vampire. Well, the bronze version of the vampire is unique.

She pushed him away: "There are only these thoughts in my mind all day, get me started!"

Gu Jingxing was in a good mood and followed her to the kitchen. In a small cabinet and a basin of well water, there was a small plastic basin and a small cake in the plastic basin.

Gu Jingxing was surprised: "When did you put it here?"

Song Ran raised his eyebrows: "You went to the army yesterday. I did it myself."

Gu Jingxing was surprised: "It turns out... Did you do it yourself?"

Song Ran said, I was so virtuous and capable, what were you doing with such a surprised expression, and then saw that she had an extra box in her hand.

She just walked to the living room with a small cake and a small box in one hand. At the dining table, she gently put the things down, then turned to look at him: "Give me a box of matches, I want to light a candle."

Gu Jingxing quickly touched a box of matches and came out to her. Song Ran squinted at him: "You who don't smoke, why do you carry matches with you?"

Gu Jingxing's heart sighed, he was serious, he was careless, he hurriedly said: "Because there are often power outages here, so I always keep matches."

Song Ran pinched the match and looked up at him: "You don't listen to me at all."

With aggrieved eyes, Gu Jingxing said, "I swear, in the future, I will smoke another cigarette. Once you find out, I will never touch you again."

Song Ran glanced at him: "After eating the cake, sign a contract for me, in black and white. Let's make it more formal."

Gu Jingxing nodded like garlic: "Yes."

She lit a small candle, just one, and put it on the candle, then turned around and held it in front of Gu Jingxing's eyes: "Jingxing, happy twenty-sixth birthday, I hope you are healthy and safe."

Gu Futuan had never had this kind of foreign birthday, and knew about birthday cakes, but didn't know how to make them next.

What do you do with the candle in it, and what do you do next? Who can tell him? Waiting online, very anxious.

How can I pretend that I often celebrate foreign birthdays?

Song Ran watched him staring at the candle blankly, then laughed out of a chuckle, and broke him ruthlessly: "Idiot, blow the candle."

With a scream, Deputy Gu blew out the candle and smiled: "Yes, I know I want to blow the candle. I've seen it on TV, haha."