Bab 289: How could she be a prophet?

Gu jinghang did not say anything. He spread out the food and said, " "Hurry up and eat. It won't taste good if it's cold."

All that was left was the sound of chopsticks touching the stainless steel lunch box and song ran's occasional chuckle.

Gu jinghang stared at her helplessly. ran, just focus on your meal. What are you laughing at? "  

Song ran put down her chopsticks after a few bites. "I'm full."

Gu jinghang felt even more helpless. why do you eat less than a cat? "  

Song ran stared at her. I ate a lot at my classmate Li Sheng's bakery this afternoon. I don't have an appetite.  

Gu jinghang then poured the rest of the soup into his bowl. Song ran stood at the side and asked him as if she was playing with a cat and a dog, " "Jing Xing, my body is getting warm. Look, my palm is so warm."

After a while, she took off her old cotton shoes and put her foot on his leg. my feet are warm now. This oven is really good. I'll get one when I get home.