Chapter 520

520 Quite a guarded heart

The lights were dim, and song ran felt that his back gave her a sense of security.

The criminal fled in a hurry. His tall back turned around and walked in front of her. She was fl.u.s.tered and didnt dare to look up at all. His slender fingers reached out in front of her eyes.Alright, its fine now. Get up.

Song rans legs went weak as he pulled her up. She fell into his arms. His embrace was very broad. Although they had met by chance, song ran felt that this was a hug that she could rely on.

She clutched at his lapels and trembled uncontrollably. The man was a little at a loss. After a long while, he patted her back gently and said in a very gentle voice, Its okay, its okay, dont be afraid, the bad guy ran away, Yingluo.

Yes, it was Gu jinghangs voice. Why did she not recognize him?

The first time they met, at the Western restaurant in the red House, that man was sitting opposite her. How could she not recognize him?

Did he just laugh at her? Did you just watch him make a fool of himself?

Song ran, youre so bad, so bad.

As if by instinct, she moved her body closer to his chest and wrapped her arms around his waist. Gu jinghang did not have any other thoughts but hugged her tightly.

She did not know if she was awake or if she was just talking in her sleep. Song ran called his name softly, Jing Xing, Jing Xing Ge Ge.

What?

In the quiet night, the voice sounded heavy but gentle.

However, the person in his arms did not make a sound. Her fingers were rubbing his waist and Gu jinghangs kiss landed on the top of her head.Go to sleep, go to sleep, and have a good dream.

However, he felt that his chest was wet again. Was this girl crying again?

Was he touched?

Why did he feel that she was more sad than touched? He could never understand his ran.

Just like that, he fell asleep drowsily. At dawn, the person in his arms moved, and he woke up. His voice was a little hoa.r.s.e. Xiao ran, sleep a little longer. Ill make you breakfast.

Song ran struggled to sit up with drowsy eyes. Im not sleeping. Ill make you breakfast.

My brother jinghang, Ill take good care of you.

Gu jinghang got up and tidied the blanket. Im planning to steam mantou. Its going to take a lot of effort. You cant do it.

Song ran followed him out of the room. What cant I do?

I need to knead the dough. You really cant do what Yingluo did. Can you help me add water?

Song ran nodded. sure. Ill add water. You can knead the dough.

Gu jinghang was standing at the square table while song ran was sitting. There was a huge enamel bowl on the table with flour in it.

Song ran was holding a water ladle in her hand. It was filled with warm water. She sat there nervously. She had never cooked noodles before, so she did not know how to behave properly. She was completely following Gu jinghangs orders.

Gu jinghang asked her to add water, so she carefully and slowly poured the water into the basin. Gu jinghang could not help but chuckle. Song ran glanced at him and said, What are you laughing at?

Gu jinghang laughed. I feel like youre a child whos fighting to work for his parents.

Song ran flicked her hair and snorted, Is there such a flirtatious little Friend Like Me?

Gu jinghangs right index finger was stained with some flour. He pointed it at her nose and instantly found her extremely cute.

Song ran rolled her eyes at him. whos more like a kid?

Gu jinghang seemed to be addicted to the game. He dipped the flour into her mouth and said, Yes, like a kitten, very cute.

Song ran facepalmed. Gu jinghang, stop fooling around. Just focus on making breakfast.

Why did it feel like the roles were reversed?

Gu jinghang looked at his own masterpiece and was pleased with himself. Okay, Ill stop. Ill make breakfast.