Back in Gu Jingxing's dormitory, he walked out with the bag of dirty clothes, and Song Ran took his arm: "You...... Why are you going?"

"Washed the clothes. "He said it so naturally, so naturally.

Song Ran was suddenly a little embarrassed: "Huh? No...... No need, I'll take it back to wash it for Wu's mother, God...... It's getting late, and you're tired. ”

Gu Jingxing touched her head: "It's okay, I'll wash it for you." ”

Song Ran snatched the bag from his hand: "That...... That...... I've got to take some out. ”

Those that are close-fitting, ahem...... It's too strange to let him wash it.

Song Ran secretly took out all the underwear, and then handed the bag to Gu Jingxing with a red face, and when he saw it, Gu Jingxing's face was also quite red.

The two of them blushed together and walked out into the courtyard in embarrassment.

A large wooden basin was placed on the ground like this, Gu Jingxing carried a bucket of water and poured it in, and then Song Ran's bag of clothes was also poured in, and he took a small horse and put it at her feet: "Come, sit." ”

He himself moved another small maza, sat down by the bucket, and poured a little soap horn powder into it.

Song Ran sat down, ashamed of his inattentiveness and indifference, and could only distract himself.

Occasionally, mosquitoes buzzed nearby, and she acted as an artificial mosquito killer, snapping the mosquitoes.

Photographing one will always come to Gu Jingxing's eyes like discovering a new continent: "Jingxing, look, I photographed a mosquito." ”

"Well, Xiao Ran is awesome. His voice was doting.

"Jing Xing, look, I photographed another mosquito. ”

"Well, Xiao Ran is amazing. He had a smile in his voice.

"I photographed another one, wow, this mosquito sucked a belly of blood, it's so hateful, it should be all your blood. ”

"Then you're going to have to ravage it. ”

Song Ran stared angrily at the mosquito in the palm of his hand, pretending to be fierce: "Dare to suck the blood of our battalion commander Gu, dead mosquitoes, are you tired of living? I'm going to divide your five horses! Let everyone in your family have a longer memory!"

Gu Jingxing lowered his head and smiled, oops, Song Xiaoran, she is really cute, how can there be such a lovely person in the world?

Dealing with the mosquito blood in her palms, she put her hands on her cheeks, looked at him with a slight bead of sweat on his forehead, and was a little embarrassed: "Do you think I'm too lazy?"

Gu Jingxing chuckled: "No." ”

Song Ran was skeptical: "Really, won't it? I'm so big that I haven't washed a single piece of clothing, so you're not afraid that we will live in the future, and you'll be asked to do all the housework?"

After all, Wen Huihui can do anything, won't he think about it much?

A woman like Wen Huihui is used to using virtuous and virtuous ladies to attract men's attention, and she is an idle lady, will he feel tired after getting along for a long time?

Gu Jingxing stopped his movements and turned his head to look at her, his eyes were very sincere: "Anyway, I will do anything." ”

Under the starlight, his eyes looked bright and good-looking, and Song Ran just stared at him, staring at him all the time, staring at his thin lips.

I want to kiss him, the kiss that stopped in the afternoon, it's not enough, it's not enough, I want to kiss him deeply, I want to be kissed by him until I am out of breath, I want to hang his neck and be soft in his arms......

Her face slowly leaned towards him, Gu Jingxing's eyes flashed, her Adam's apple slid up and down, and her breathing was chaotic for two minutes.