"Ouch...... Camp Commander Gu is washing clothes......"

A woman's voice sounded behind him, Song Ran was startled and quickly left his side, Gu Jingxing was also a little flustered, and quickly looked back, and saw that it was the family of Camp Commander Jiang who was at the same level as him, he quickly shouted: "Sister-in-law...... Sister-in-law ......"

Lin Cuiying smiled: "I just came out to collect the sheets, didn't bother you, right?"

Gu Jingxing hurriedly shook his hand: "No...... No no. ”

Song Ran lowered his head, and he was faceless.

Lin Cuiying took away the flower sheets on the clothesline on the side, and then smiled: "Ahem...... That one...... You can go ahead and ...... Go on. ”

After speaking, he walked back to the small building with a smile.

Gu Jingxing smiled and looked at the person who was shrunk like a prawn on the side: "Xiao Ran......"

Song Ran raised his head slightly, glanced at him, and his tone was a little fierce: "What are you doing?"

"My sister-in-law said let's continue. ”

Song Ran glanced at him, picked up the water in the basin and splashed it on his face.

Gu Jingxing sighed, and Song Ran held his face worriedly: "What...... What's wrong?"

"There's soap powder in the water, and it's getting into the eyes. ”

Song Ran was worried to death: "Hurry up and get up, I'll wash you with water." ”

Gu Jingxing smiled slyly, took her hand, and said in a low voice, "Coax you to play." ”

Song Ran was angry, and reached out to beat his chest: "You dare to lie to me!"

Gu Jingxing held her hand and looked at her with a burning look: "I just want to see how you are nervous about me." ”

Song Ran wanted to pull her hand out, but he held it tightly, and she said coquettishly: "You are quite wilted." ”

Gu Jingxing smiled happily, let go of her hand, and continued to wash clothes, Song Ran stared at him, and whispered, "If you teach me, I'll wash it." ”

Gu Jingxing didn't raise his head: "No, no." ”

Song Ran was distressed: "You are so tired of fighting danger and disaster relief outside, and you have to wash my clothes when you come back, am I too ignorant?"

Gu Jingxing lowered his head and chuckled: "You don't get tired of washing clothes, just sit and watch, I'll wash it soon." ”

Song Ran stopped talking, and sat quietly beside him and watched him wash his clothes.

After a while, Gu Jingxing washed and bleached the clothes, a total of five pieces, all dresses, lined up, dried on the clothesline, the breeze blew, the smell of soaphorn powder was fragrant, Gu Jingxing put the wooden basin bucket on the ground, took the broom on the side and swept the water into the ditch, and then took Song Ran's hand and entered the dormitory.

Well, this is a problem, how will Song Ran take a bath tonight.

Gu Jingxing glanced at her: "This is also a public bathhouse, you ......"

Song Ran tugged at the corner of his clothes and looked up at him, pitiful: "I don't want to go to the public bathhouse, they are all staring at me, I will be uncomfortable." ”

Camp Commander Gu's voice was a little hoarse, and he coughed lightly: "That...... Then I want to figure out a way, I'll go out for a while, you wait for me. ”

Gu Jingxing went out in a hurry, and after a while, he came over with a large wooden basin, put the wooden basin in the small living room, and hurriedly walked out, and after a while, he walked in with two thermos and a bucket in the other hand.

He poured all the water in the thermos into the big wooden basin, mixed some cold water, reached in and touched it, and looked up at Song Ran: "Xiao Ran, try it and see if it's too hot." ”

Song Ran squatted down and touched it: "Well, almost." ”

Gu Jingxing stood up, went into the room, took out two pieces of clothes and hung them on the window, and then said, "You can wash it here, I'll go out and guard it for you." ”

With that, he walked out and closed the door for her.

Song Ran pursed her lips and smiled, the doer Gu Camp Chief, it was really reassuring.

Outside the door, Gu Jingxing could hear the sound of rushing water, which was really an invisible torture for him, as if it was an instinct, and some indescribable images penetrated into his mind.