In the tent.
A thick moisture-proof mat has been laid, and a relatively soft cushion has been placed on top of the moisture-proof mat.
Song Lan put Jiang Mingxi down and turned around to zip up the tent.
The tent is airtight, giving the people inside a sense of security.
Song Lan zipped up his zipper and was about to turn around to think about how to comfort Jiang Mingxi, but as soon as he turned around, Jiang Mingxi threw himself into his arms.
Song Lan was thrown back and sat directly on the mat, hugging Jiang Mingxi.
My mind was spinning with thoughts of how to coax her, and I was thinking about the books I had read before, such as "One Hundred Steps to Falling in Love," "How to Pursue a Pretty Boy," and "Self-Cultivation for a Good Man."
There seems to be no book that teaches the relevant experience in this area at present.
Worried, she lowered her eyes to meet Jiang Mingxi's wet and dark eyes that looked up at her. Seeing these eyes made her heart uncomfortable. Song Lan held Jiang Mingxi's waist with one hand and rubbed his head with the other, blurting out: "Mom has always been with Xiaoxi."
Sad Jiang Mingxi: ...
A trace of shock appeared on his annoyed and sad face, and he looked at Song Lan in disbelief: Huh? What did you say?
Song Lan saw that the sadness on Jiang Mingxi's face seemed to have faded a little, and he no longer felt as sad and breathless as before.
I was suddenly delighted.
It works!
She immediately continued her efforts, pinched Jiang Mingxi's cheek, and said softly, "Our Xiaoxi was really amazing today. She took the initiative to do a DNA test with her brother and took the initiative to walk towards her brother. Mom is proud of Xiaoxi."
Jiang Mingxi: ...
The corner of his eye twitched.
Was it because the way he pounced just now was wrong?
Why!
No!
Song Lan said in one go, "Xiaoxi, if you have anything in your heart, you should tell your mother. This way, your mother can accompany you better and not let you be sad alone. You are such a good baby."
Jiang Mingxi: ...
fed up.
He struggled out of Song Lan's arms and hit him with his hand.
However, just now my chest was aching so much that I felt like I was going to explode. Anyway, now that I had punched it out all at once, the stuffy and uncomfortable feeling had almost dissipated.
People are also much more sober.
Unlike before, he was trapped in the original owner's memories and was caught in a vortex of pain.
The pain was so severe that Jiang Mingxi instinctively wanted to escape.
Run away.
Don't think of anything,
After the fight was over, seeing Song Lan about to speak again, Jiang Mingxi quickly took the initiative and said, "Shut up!"
Song Lan: ...
Did he say the wrong thing again?
"Kiss me."
Just as I was feeling uneasy and panicky, Jiang Mingxi's voice came to my ears.
With a little command.
Song Lan thought he had heard wrongly.
Jiang Mingxi came closer, hooked his collar, pulled him close, and breathed close to him, "Teacher Song, kiss me~"
Song Lan's mind went blank.
There is no time to think about anything.
Jiang Mingxi's lips and teeth were entangled, and he went from kissing Song Lan at first to lying on the soft cushion.
The buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned somehow.
The two thin pieces of cloth on the left and right were open.
One by one, the kiss marks fell lightly and heavily.
From the neck to the chest to the lower abdomen.
If Song Lan hadn't tried hard to maintain a clear mind and remembered that this was a live show, not a hotel room, the next step would have been an accidental discharge of a gun.
The breathing in the tent became rapid and heavy.
Jiang Mingxi's red lips were kissed until they shimmered, her breathing fluctuating. She took Song Lan's hand and pressed it against her chest. She looked at Song Lan with trembling eyes, "Teacher Song, it hurts here today."
Song Lan was captivated by his lustful face, but her heart ached at his soft words.
You lowered your head and kissed his lips, your fingers gently rubbing the area where they were pressed.
Jiang Mingxi's suppressed humming sounded into Song Lan's ears one by one. Jiang Mingxi put his ear close to Song Lan's ear and said, "Teacher Song, I want to..."
Song Lan's eyes suddenly darkened.
Jiang Mingxi took his hand and led him down...
One could even hear people from the production crew talking outside. Zhao Jiayuan and Zhao Ke were back, excitedly talking about the 1.5 billion car.
Song Lan's fingers...
Suddenly, with my scalp tingling, I thought of Gu Yanchu's words.
Gu Yanchu said so.
Such patients will instinctively avoid the emotional stimulation they are currently encountering.
If the stimulation is too great, he will subconsciously divert the current stimulation in another way and generate another emotion to replace the current stimulation.
The more special the diversion method, the greater the stimulation that one wants to escape.
If something really happened in this tent, it would definitely be heard outside.
Song Lan frowned slightly and withdrew his hand.
Jiang Mingxi was in a state of passion, her eyes trembling. She was stunned for a moment, looking at Song Lan with some confusion, "Teacher Song?"
Song Lan lowered her eyes and kissed the corner of his eye.
Gu Yanchu's words lingered in my mind.
After thinking for a moment, Song Lan said, "Brother is still waiting for us outside."
elder brother.
This is the biggest stimulation for Jiang Mingxi at the moment.
Gu Yanchu said that when the patient escapes, he should be guided back appropriately.
Sure enough, when Song Lan mentioned Bai Zheming, Jiang Mingxi's eyes, which were once filled with spring water, suddenly turned a little colder, but that coldness flashed away. He hooked his arm around Song Lan's neck and pushed himself towards her, "Teacher Song~"
Hum and act coquettishly.
"I want to~"
The more he acted like this, the more pain Song Lan felt in her heart, like a needle pricking her.
After Bai Zheming asked that question, what on earth was Jiang Mingxi thinking that made him want to avoid facing Bai Zheming so strongly?
Heartlessly refusing to get close to her boyfriend, Song Lan said in a hoarse voice, while holding up his wide-open shirt and coaxing him, "When Xiaoxi was at home before, did your brother treat us Xiaoxi badly?"
Jiang Mingxi didn't want to answer this question at all.
In my memory and mind, the little fat boy cried so pitifully.
Song Lan doesn't know how to coax people. His attempts to coax people didn't produce any good results. He only has a sincere heart. "When Xiaoxi was three years old, her brother was only eleven, and he was also just an elementary school student.
"If Xiaoxi tried really hard to find her brother but didn't meet him, it wouldn't necessarily be her brother's fault."
Jiang Mingxi's grievances suddenly burst out, "Is it still my fault?"
Song Lan was both distressed and relieved by his aggrieved question.
The node was found.
This is where Jiang Mingxi escaped.
He followed this point without backing down, but continued to guide her, "Then doesn't our Xiaoxi want to seek justice for herself back then? She was so young, but she knew how to go find her brother, and yet something happened that made us Xiaoxi sad.
“At that time, our Xiaoxi was young and was bullied.
"It's different now, Xiaoxi has many good friends, including the powerful Awang, who will help Xiaoxi.
"How about we seek justice for the wronged baby? Let's go ask Bai Zheming in person, okay? How can we let Xiaoxi suffer in vain?"
After saying the guiding words, he gently kissed Jiang Mingxi's lips.
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