"There's no handkerchief," Gu jinghang replied nonchalantly.
He didn't even mind the leftovers of Xiao ran's meal, so how could the food on his mouth be dirty?
The obediently obedient team leader Gu touched the back of his head and walked out of the bedroom.
After a while, song ran walked out of the room dressed neatly. Gu jinghang put on a Chinese tunic suit and put it on her. "It's cold in the morning, so wear it."
Song ran felt warmth from the corner of her eyes to her heart.
It was only six in the morning when the car arrived at Haicheng No. 1 middle school. The campus was quiet and there were no students at all. The autumn rain finally stopped and the surroundings were foggy. Gu jinghang followed her out of the car and looked around.
"Is the classroom door open?"
"They're open. Usually, the caretaker will open all the doors at six O 'clock."
"Then go in and read for a while. Don't sleep on your stomach, you'll catch a cold easily, understand?"