What's going on?
[Does this primitive tribe know Jiang Mingxi?]
[His Xiaoxi? What is his relationship with Jiang Mingxi? Why is he talking about his Xiaoxi?]
[Oh my god, Jiang Mingxi is so dirty, he even slept with people from primitive tribes? Song Lan is so pitiful, he's been cuckolded right in front of me.]
[Just say Jiang Mingxi is cheap, and her fans are still trying to make excuses.]
The barrage was full of curses.
Jiang Mingxi looked at the person opposite him in surprise.
I frantically searched for the original book's memory and the original owner's memory, but to no avail.
no.
Who is this!
In Jiang Mingxi's surprise, Song Lan frowned, stood in front of Jiang Mingxi, and asked the person opposite him politely and distantly, "Who are you?"
His tone was his usual cold and aloof.
It was as if that idiot just now had nothing to do with him.
The man from the primitive tribe looked unhappy and said, "It has nothing to do with you. I want to hug the stream."
After saying this, he looked at Jiang Mingxi with a smile on his face, "Xiaoxi, don't you recognize me? I'm Lao Gong!"
【……】
[Fuck, this is Jiang Mingxi's husband?]
[Damn, I knew this show was worth watching. Damn, every episode is full of explosions!]
[Just tell me, there is definitely something wrong with Jiang Mingxi! ]
Not only did the barrage of comments instantly boil over, but the director staring at the monitor also felt his scalp tingling with excitement.
What?
on site.
Song Lan's face turned almost cold, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes. He was about to ask who sent you.
Behind him, Jiang Mingxi jumped up from the ground. "No, who are you? Don't talk nonsense. Do I know you? Are you my husband? I'm in a relationship with him. Don't mess with me."
Jiang Mingxi pointed at Song Lan.
The man opposite immediately looked at Song Lan with a judgemental look in his eyes.
Song Lan raised his chin and looked back.
The man curled his lips and said, "Your taste in men is not very good either, just like your taste in saving people, both are rubbish. He is not as good as me, but if you like him, I can accept him."
【……】
[It’s so explosive, it’s really explosive! ]
[This husband wouldn't think that this is the concubine Jiang Mingxi brought him, right? Jiang Mingxi is the legal wife, and Song Lan is the concubine? After all, this is a primitive tribe.]
The whole process was full of magic. If Zhao Jiayuan and his group weren't a normal tribe, I would have suspected this was a fake primitive tribe.
The ice in Song Lan's eyes could kill people.
Accept him?
After the man finished his evaluation of Song Lan, his gaze returned to Jiang Mingxi.
With a face full of enthusiasm, he said, "Xiaoxi, you said you would come to find me, and you really came! You kept your promise!"
He stepped forward and was about to hold Jiang Mingxi's hand, "I'll take you to my house. My parents have always wanted to meet you! Of course, if you want to take him with you, I will allow him to meet my parents."
Jiang Mingxi's head was about to explode.
"Wait!" When Song Lan blocked the man and the man rushed towards Jiang Mingxi, and the two males were about to duel, Jiang Mingxi hugged his head and shouted, "Sorry, my brain has been foggy lately. You know, brain fog doesn't work well. Can you tell me in detail how we met?"
The man's face suddenly turned hurt. He covered his chest and said inconsolably, "Xiaoxi, you actually forgot about me? Have you forgotten Lao Gong by the Haihe Lake?"
Jiang Mingxi: ...
Barrage: ...
Even Song Lan's eyes twitched.
The Haihe River and Lake are just the Haihe River and Lake, why do you still need a husband!
The man stroked his chest and sighed, "It was a sunny afternoon, with heavy snow falling from the sky."
【……】
Jiang Mingxi: ...
Song Lan: ...
The man looked up at the sky affectionately, “As good as the sun is today, the sky is covered with dark clouds, you are riding a scooter, I am riding a scooter, and we are playing together by the Haihe Lake.
"Suddenly, a child came running over from the side.
"He pushed an old man into the Haihe River.
"On that sunny afternoon, the old man fell in with a plop, his big head smashed into the ice and made a hole, and he fell headfirst into the hole.
"My goodness, that's a really big, solid head!"
【……】
[Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! As expected of someone from a primitive tribe, they know how to describe things!]
【Grandpa: Thank you! 】
【The magic continues, laughing wildly and wondering, what will happen next?】
[Anyway, there won't be any major survival challenges.]
The director who just opened the barrage and was about to take a look: ...
The brush is turned off!
not good!
It's a bad review!
The man from the primitive tribe sighed. "Back then, you jumped down like a dog, and I, like another dog, kicked you down as you jumped. Don't you remember that?"
Jiang Mingxi: ...
Song Lan: ...
Barrage: ...
"If I hadn't kicked you down in time, you wouldn't have been able to rescue that old man in time. Have you forgotten? I'm your benefactor!"
Jiang Mingxi: ...
Song Lan was about to twitch his eyes when he suddenly felt that this scene seemed a little familiar.
Why does it look so much like when Zhang Lin saved his grandfather?
At that time, there were also two children playing with scooters.
It was just that the two kids were riding too fast and knocked his grandfather into the river. It was Zhang Lin who passed by and saved his grandfather.
Just when Song Lan's mind wandered.
The man from the primitive tribe paused, his tone suddenly indignant, "But people in big cities are too insidious. You were about to rescue the old man, and then a man came over and kicked you away, allowing another person to jump in to save him.
“I’m so mad!
"It was clearly you who saved the old man, and it was clearly me who kicked you over, but they didn't remember our life-saving grace and sent the other person who jumped in and just got his clothes wet to the hospital as his savior.
"Don't you remember? Don't you remember the tragic scene where we both cried and cursed the old man by the Haihe Lake, saying he would die tomorrow?"
Jiang Mingxi: ...
I seem to remember it vaguely.
Song Lan's heart skipped a beat. He felt that this was too much of a coincidence and couldn't help asking, "Were you in Yuncheng when you rescued people?"
The tribal man immediately looked at Song Lan warily, "How did you know?"
Song Lan's heartbeat quickened and he subconsciously clenched his fist.
When my grandfather was rescued, he was unconscious. The bodyguard testified that it was Zhang Lin who jumped down to save my grandfather.
Isn’t it?
Isn’t it Zhang Lin?
Is it... Jiang Mingxi?
Song Lan's throat tightened, and he suppressed his emotions. "Is it Yuncheng, the Haihe Lakeside next to North-South Street?"
The tribal man slapped his thigh and shouted at Jiang Mingxi, "Xiaoxi, you clearly remember our secret, and you even told this wild man. Why are you pretending to have amnesia and not remember me, and even saying you have brain fog!"
Jiang Mingxi: ...
Good job!
A whole good guy!
The person who saved Grandpa Song Lan back then was the original owner?
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