It was getting dark.
The program crew lit a fire in the base camp.
After pushing Zhao Jiayuan away, Jiang Mingxi looked around but didn't see Song Lan, so he turned around and walked back into the tent.
After a busy day, although I didn’t do anything too tiring, my legs are a little sore.
Go take a rest first.
The tent was opened, and Jiang Mingxi was about to take off his shoes and get in when he was suddenly pulled by a strong arm and dodged forward.
Follow.
Then I fell into a very warm embrace.
"Song Lan?"
It was dark in the tent and Jiang Mingxi could hardly see anything.
He called out subconsciously.
Song Lan hugged the person in his arms tightly, "Yeah."
In response, Song Lan hugged Jiang Mingxi's waist and lowered his head, almost touching his forehead with Jiang Mingxi's. "Jiang Mingxi."
In the pitch darkness, Song Lan's heart beat exceptionally fast.
"Can I kiss you?"
The breath was entangled at the tip of his nose. When Song Lan spoke, Jiang Mingxi could even feel the vibration of his chest.
Jiang Mingxi had never felt such a sudden hug and kiss in such a dark environment.
Somewhat exciting.
"Teacher Song~"
Jiang Mingxi's voice was soft.
Just like when we were in Qiaotou Village.
Song Lan's scalp tightened when he heard this, and every inch of his skin tightened. The arms around the person in his arms tightened and tightened, holding the person tightly and refusing to let go even a little.
His lips touched Jiang Mingxi's lips.
It was like an electric current hitting the body, and the numbness was doubled the moment it touched Jiang Mingxi's soft and slightly cool lips.
Song Lan looked like a person who had been hungry for dozens of days, suddenly drinking the first mouthful of sweet soup.
He couldn't wait and pried open her lips and teeth with extreme ferocity.
The aura instantly entangled in this dark tent.
Ambiguous voices rolled up layer by layer.
Jiang Mingxi's clothes were pushed up.
Song Lan stroked it with his slightly rough palm.
…
By the time he caught his breath, he had changed from standing to lying down.
Lying in the tent.
Resting his head on Song Lan's arm.
Song Lan half supported his body, half pressed Jiang Mingxi, and whispered his name, "Jiang Mingxi, Jiang Mingxi..."
Jiang Mingxi's heart softened and his heart was moved, and his bones turned into water.
She took the initiative to wrap her arms around Song Lan's waist and offered her lips obediently, "Teacher Song, I want more~"
…
Song Lan pounced on his prey like a beast.
The little bit of rationality left in his mind was lost in the low humming of Jiang Mingxi, which was only in his ear.
Soft lips and tongue, delicate skin...
Not kissing enough.
I can never kiss you enough.
Song Lan never knew that this taste was so wonderful.
"Jiang Mingxi, I love you."
"Jiang Mingxi, I love you."
"Jiang Mingxi, I love you."
…
He couldn't kiss enough, nor could he talk enough.
Jiang Mingxi's heart was filled.
I don't know whether it is to please Song Lan or to please himself.
His chest swelled up and he put it in Song Lan's palm, "Teacher Song, rub it for me~"
…
Song Lan couldn't resist at all.
During the time he was apart from Jiang Mingxi, there wasn't a single day when he didn't think about being with her. When they were together but not in love, there wasn't a single moment when he didn't think about...
But when he really hugged her and kissed her, Song Lan felt that he was not enough.
His Jiang Mingxi, no matter how much he loves her, it is not enough.
…
Things are about to get out of control in the tent.
Not far away.
In another tent, Chen Chong sat expressionlessly, looking at the figure wandering back and forth outside.
Zhao Jiayuan had been walking back and forth at the entrance of the tent for almost five minutes.
He walked around for five minutes but didn't come in.
Chen Chong let out a depressed sigh, regretting that she had been too rash.
When he applied medicine to Zhao Jiayuan today, he thought Zhao Jiayuan had a reaction and had feelings for him.
But now it seems...
This is clearly avoiding him.
With sadness welling up in her heart, Chen Chong stood up, opened the tent curtain and went out.
Zhao Jiayuan was struggling at the door of the tent, wondering how he could kiss Chen Chong naturally once he got in. Suddenly, he saw Chen Chong coming out. Feeling guilty, Zhao Jiayuan immediately stammered like a thief who had been caught, "You, you, what are you doing out here!"
Seeing him so nervous, Chen Chong felt a pain in her heart.
Are you so afraid of him?
Chen Chong said coldly, "I'm going to take a walk in the woods. You can go in and rest."
After saying that, Chen Chong walked towards the woods.
Zhao Jiayuan was stunned.
walk?
At this time?
"It's getting dark." Zhao Jiayuan was a little worried.
Chen Chong walked out with her head down and her strides briskly, not hearing clearly what Zhao Jiayuan said.
He is a little annoyed.
It's not just a little annoying, it's very annoying.
He and Zhao Jiayuan had been chatting online for so many years, and he thought that he could slowly cultivate a childhood sweetheart for himself.
Unexpectedly, the first time Zhao Jiayuan met, he went for his sister.
At that moment, Chen Chong just felt extremely annoyed.
He chatted with Zhao Jiayuan for so long, but he forgot to ask Zhao Jiayuan whether he liked boys or girls.
My sister said she would help him try and see what Zhao Jiayuan really likes.
Later, although Zhao Jiayuan and his sister were dating, they did not behave like a boyfriend or girlfriend at all. Every time his sister complained, Chen Chong would feel that she was fine again.
He knew that Zhao Jiayuan was going to be on this variety show, so when the production crew found him, he postponed all his schedules to participate.
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