He Is Warmer Than Time

Jin Ling raised her eyes, Chu Chu looked at her pitifully, "Why?"

"From my woman's instinct, Head Gu seems to like the woman in red very much."

Jin Ling's heart is a little bit unequal, can men really only see the outside of women? And she is pretty, too. Not only is she pretty, she can also sing and dance, be versatile, and be gentle at home. Why can't Gu Tuan see her?

In the auditorium, after watching the performance, people kept coming to Gu Jingxing's side, and Gu Jingxing calmly introduced to those people: "This is my daughter-in-law, from Haicheng Fuguang University."

He is beautiful and a high-achieving student, and leader Gu's pride can be felt by everyone.

But everyone is convinced, the head of Gu's wife is really beautiful, a top-notch beauty, and the kind of radiant beauty that Yao Jingjing, the flower of the previous art troupe, can't compare to, head Gu is really beautiful.

Those literary and artistic soldiers of the art troupe all watched at the entrance of the backstage, whispering and whispering: "Who is the girl in the red skirt? It seems to have been standing by the head of Gu. I heard that there is a target , Won't it be his object?"

"It should be, I received the news that it was Mission Leader Gu's object who came from Haicheng, and Mission Leader Gu applied for two cars to pick her up that day."

"Then leader Gu's object is too beautiful, more beautiful than Jingjing."

"Now Jin Ling is about to give up."

"It's not necessarily true. Didn't Head Gu and Jingjing walk very close before? A man, there is no fragrance of wild flowers in the house."

"You girl, what nonsense, be careful to be heard by Head Gu."

Several little girls stuck out their tongues and hurried back to the background.

Gu Jingxing and Song Ran were walking at the back. On the way to the living compound, there was a breeze. Gu Jingxing looked back, and there was no one behind, so he boldly took her hand.

Song Ran whispered: "What are you doing?"

Gu Jingxing squeezed her hand and said in a low voice: "Daughter-in-law, sleep with me tonight."

Song Ran stared at him: "No."

"The bed in the second bedroom is a bit small. You and Yin Hua squeeze the same bed to sleep. It's not comfortable."

"I do not mind."

The two returned to the dormitory. The two children were already asleep. Song Ran went into the second bedroom and was ready to go to bed. Gu Jingxing grabbed her by the waist and pressed her against the wall. Song Ran stared at him beautifully: "What do you want to do?"

Gu Jingxing's posture was kept to the lowest: "Xiao Ran, sleep with me, eh? I promise, everything respects your ideas."

Song Ran kicked him lightly: "My current thinking is that I'm going to sleep in the second bedroom. Head Gu, please get out of the way."

Gu Jingxing couldn't keep anyone, and watched sadly as his family Xiao Ran swaggered into the second bedroom.

Then he resigned himself to the bathroom, took a bath, and comforted his brother.

In the middle of the night, Song Ran suddenly felt her **** swell, so she sat up and asked Yin Hua in a low voice, "Where is the empty baby bottle?"

Yin Hua rubbed his eyes: "It's... in the kitchen, sister-in-law, let me get it for you."

"It's okay, you go to sleep, I will go by myself."

After speaking, he tiptoed out of the room, went into the kitchen in the dark, and saw two empty baby bottles on the stove.

She took the milk bottle and walked to the window in the living room, taking advantage of the moonlight to start milking.

It’s really not easy to give birth to a baby. Song Ran is one who has a lot of milk. If she doesn’t squeeze it out, she gets a lot of pain. She just squeezed a bottle of half a bottle and heard footsteps behind her. When she was nervous, her hands trembled and knocked over. The baby bottle on the side...