After casually scrolling through the comments below, Jiang Mingxi put his phone aside and looked at Song Lan.
Drinking.
I feel dizzy.
His mind was clear, but his eyes were uncontrollably dazed and his voice was a little hoarse.
"Teacher Song."
Song Lan leaned against the door, looking at Jiang Mingxi, their eyes meeting. "Hmm?"
"I want to eat egg-filled pancakes tomorrow."
Song Lan looked at Jiang Mingxi with a fox-like hook in his clear eyes. He clearly said that he wanted to eat egg-filled pancakes tomorrow, but the hoarse voice fell into Song Lan's ears, as if he wanted to eat something else.
Song Lan's Adam's apple slid, "I'll do it for you."
Jiang Mingxi stopped talking and just looked at Song Lan.
Song Lan couldn't stand this look, just like when they were in Qiaotou Village, just two days after they met, he couldn't stand it.
Song Lan clenched his drooping fingers lightly and walked towards Jiang Mingxi.
Jiang Mingxi kept his eyes on Song Lan until Song Lan walked up to him. Jiang Mingxi frowned, "Teacher Song, do you think I have seen you before?"
Song Lan stopped beside Jiang Mingxi and brushed the hair off her forehead with his fingers. "Why do you say that?"
Jiang Mingxi's cheeks flushed red. Song Lan ruffled her hair with her fingers and touched Jiang Mingxi's face.
The delicate skin was slightly hot.
Song Lan's fingers were slightly cool, and Jiang Mingxi felt comfortable. He shook his head and rubbed his cheek gently against Song Lan's hand.
"If I hadn't met you before, how could I have fallen in love with Teacher Song the first time I saw you?" Jiang Mingxi rubbed him a few times, raised his hands, hugged Song Lan's waist, rested his chin on Song Lan's lower abdomen, tilted his head, and looked into his eyes, "I like Teacher Song so much. You bullied me, and I was so sad, but I couldn't help but still like you."
Those words of grievance pierced Song Lan's heart.
Sour.
Bubbling.
"I'm sorry. I won't bully you again." Song Lan touched Jiang Mingxi's face and responded to him gently.
Jiang Mingxi groaned.
It was Song Lan who was forced to drink the most alcohol that night, but he was still a little drunk.
Shake your head.
A sly smile flashed in his eyes.
"Teacher Song, I have a secret to tell you." Jiang Mingxi said, letting go of Song Lan's waist and pulling at Song Lan's clothes, "Lower yourself a little, and I'll tell you."
There is a hint of mystery in the little eyes.
Song Lan's heart trembled at his lively expression. She simply pulled a chair and sat across from Jiang Mingxi, then pulled him onto her lap. "What secret?"
Even if a person's mind is clear after drinking, his movements will always be much more exaggerated than when he is not drunk.
Thinking it was a whisper, Jiang Mingxi leaned close to Song Lan's ear and said, "Teacher Song, I'm not from this world. I came from a book. Do you know how to travel through books?"
Song Lan didn't know whether he knew about traveling through a book.
He only knew that as Jiang Mingxi approached, her lips touched his ear and neck, and her breath sprayed over him, his entire body, billions of nerves in his body, were pricked and trembled.
Holding Jiang Mingxi's waist, Song Lan's breath was a little unstable, "What kind of book are you wearing?"
Tease him.
I want to kiss him again.
Jiang Mingxi said seriously, "'The Domineering CEO Spoils Me Every Night', I am the cannon fodder in this book, I was killed by Jiang Ke and Jiang Mingle."
Song Lan frowned and hugged him tightly, "No."
Jiang Mingxi laughed, "I know it won't happen. The original owner was murdered. I'm so powerful, of course it won't happen. But, Teacher Song, before I transmigrated into the book, I had a crush on someone."
Song Lan: ???
"When I was in high school, a transfer student came to our class. He was very handsome and I liked him very much. He was very nice to me. He brought me water and delicious food every day and even took me to watch him play basketball.
"Teacher Song, you look like him."
Song Lan: ...
Me, I am a substitute?
Song Lan tightly grasped Jiang Mingxi's waist and with his other hand, he raised his hand and pinched Jiang Mingxi's chin, "Do you think I'm your high school classmate?"
Jiang Mingxi shook his head, his eyes burning with worry. "No, he's nice to me, but he doesn't kiss me. Teacher Song kisses me, but it's different."
Song Lan: ...
Can you listen to what a drunk says?
Taking a deep breath, Song Lan pinched the drunkard's chin and asked, "What's his name?"
Jiang Mingxi felt uncomfortable being pinched, and shook his head to free his chin from Song Lan's hand, "Call Song Lan."
Song Lan: ...
Don't listen to drunkards.
To prevent her from pinching her chin, Song Lan pinched Jiang Mingxi's lips. "You said you saw me before because you mistook him for me?"
Having his lips pinched was uncomfortable, so Jiang Mingxi moved his hips to change his position, hugging Song Lan's neck, his breath warm, "Teacher Song, is it possible that he is you?"
The butt rubs against the thigh.
Song Lanrang couldn't stand it any longer and hugged Jiang Mingxi tightly, "Don't move." He chuckled and said, "I'm seven years older than you. Can we go to the same high school?"
Song Lan checked Jiang Mingxi's past.
But when he checked his high school days, he only found out that Jiang Mingxi took the college entrance examination from a high school in a town and was admitted to the university. However, according to the information he found, Jiang Mingxi was on sick leave for three years in high school and hardly went to school.
Song Lan had originally thought of researching and learning more about Jiang Mingxi, but now that the drunk had brought up the topic, Song Lan followed up by asking, "Where did you go to high school?"
Jiang Mingxi leaned in Song Lan's arms, "Mingde High School."
Song Lan's arm around Jiang Mingxi's waist suddenly retracted.
Mingde High School?
He studied at Mingde High School.
But he found out that the high school Jiang Mingxi attended in the town was clearly called Yanghe Town No. 3 Middle School.
"My homeroom teacher is Zhou Dafa, my Chinese teacher is Xu Cui, and there's a transfer student in our class named Song Lan. If you don't believe me, go ask around." Jiang Mingxi groaned, and suddenly stopped leaning on Song Lan. He raised his hand and hit him on the shoulder, "I just told you, trust me from now on."
Song Lan was beaten so badly that he couldn't recover.
His class teacher is Zhou Dafa.
His Chinese teacher is Xu Cui.
He did transfer to Mingde High School during his sophomore year.
but!
How is that possible!
There's such a huge age gap between him and Jiang Mingxi!
How could they be in the same class?
When he was in his second year of high school, Jiang Mingxi was only... ten years old?
After beating Song Lan, Jiang Mingxi sighed again, "But it's normal that you don't know. I've already told you that I came from a book. I'm talking about things from my original world. You're a person in the book, so of course you don't know."
Finished humming.
Jiang Mingxi got up from Song Lan's arms and tried to get up.
Song Lan held his waist and asked, "Where are you going?"
Jiang Mingxi stood up and said, "Let's go to the bathroom."
Finished.
Blinking, he looked at Song Lan, "Teacher Song, do you want to help me?"
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