Previously, Song Lan only knew that Jiang Mingxi was angry, that Jiang Mingxi was ignoring him, that Jiang Mingxi was no longer pursuing him, and that Jiang Mingxi didn't want him anymore.
I know I've fallen for him, I want him, I want to pursue him, and I want to win him back.
But they didn't really know why Jiang Mingxi stopped pursuing him.
Jiang Mingxi said she was annoyed.
Jiang Mingxi gave him a "friend zone" card.
Was it because of Zhang Lin and Su Hui's malice?
He had clearly dealt with the issues afterward, expressing his stance and even responding appropriately to any problems immediately, but Jiang Mingxi still refused to pay him any attention.
Just as she sat down on the ground, looking at Jiang Mingxi's preparation gift pack in the box, Song Lan's heart slowly and belatedly began to ache.
He seemed to understand.
He was already quite agitated when A-Wang interrupted him twice just as he was about to kiss Jiang Mingxi.
Even though he knew that A-Wang was a very important friend of Jiang Mingxi, and that Jiang Mingxi had directly expressed the relationship between him and Jiang Mingxi in front of him.
What about Jiang Mingxi back then?
He and Jiang Mingxi do not yet have a formal relationship.
Su Hui, whom they faced, was filled with malice.
Being forced to accept Zhang Lin's interference was full of scheming.
Song Lan sat on the ground, looked up at Jiang Mingxi, and said, "I'm sorry."
Jiang Mingxi assumed it was because he had touched the box without permission, and laughed, "It's nothing, it's nothing. Get up quickly, why haven't you washed up yet? Go take a shower."
Jiang Mingxi stepped forward and bent down to pick up the box on the ground.
Song Lan reached out, grabbed him, and pulled him into her arms.
Song Lan kissed Jiang Mingxi 'Jiang Mingxi cheek and neck, then hugged her boyfriend tightly. " Jiang Mingxi, I'm sorry, I made you suffer before."
Jiang Mingxi was taken aback and looked at Song Lan with some surprise.
After he and Song Lan reconciled, neither of them mentioned the past again.
He's the kind of person who doesn't like to bring up the past.
Besides, it's not an old grudge. Song Lan wasn't wrong in the past either; she just didn't like the frequent interference and took the initiative to give up.
If there's anything wrong with him, it's that he was the one who provoked me first, which is probably more wrong than anything
Song Lan hugged Jiang Mingxi's waist and kissed his soft lips, as if rubbing against a kitten, her voice a little hoarse, "It was my fault for making you sad. There won't be any more messy things in the future."
Su Hui's opportunistic intrusions, Zhang Lin's calculated approach, or something else entirely.
"None of them will remain."
"They had the opportunity to sabotage us, they had problems, and I had problems too. It was my own attitude that gave others the feeling that they could take advantage of me."
"It's my attitude that makes others think they can bully you."
"Sorry.
"Sorry."
Song Lan had apologized and tried to appease Jiang Mingxi before, but she never managed to truly understand him.
Only this time.
Jiang Mingxi himself didn't bring it up, and he thought it was all in the past. But when Song Lan brought it up again, Jiang Mingxi suddenly felt a lump in his throat, and the grievances that had been hidden and concealed on his birthday surged up all at once.
That day.
In this room, on this bed, he excitedly sent a message to Song Lan, eagerly anticipating the arrival of the next day.
In the end, he got nothing.
Now, we're still in this room, by this bed.
Song Lan hugged him, kissed him, and apologized to him.
Jiang Mingxi's eyes reddened, and tears welled up instantly. She raised her hand and slapped Song Lan's shoulder, saying, "You bullied me."
Song Lan was touched by his slightly choked voice, her heart softening and aching at the same time. She kissed his eyes and coaxed, "I was wrong."
Jiang Mingxi wasn't one to be sentimental, but her eyes were red and filled with tears as she looked at Song Lan with a wronged expression.
That little bit of distance between us has completely disappeared.
He pursued her passionately, giving Song Lan everything he had.
But this is the first time he's ever pursued someone.
He's just recklessly acting on impulse.
Song Lan couldn't bear his gaze and kissed him, little by little, his eyes, cheeks, lips, chin, neck...
The air in the bedroom gradually became hot and stuffy.
The sounds of kissing filled the air, accompanied by the rising and falling breaths. By the time Jiang Mingxi came to her senses, Song Lan had already carried her into the bathroom.
Shall we shower together?
Jiang Mingxi's legs were wrapped around Song Lan's waist as she was being supported and held in his arms.
Song Lan asked in a hoarse voice, " Jiang Mingxi 're just a little pervert, why do you need to think about it?" He then turned on the shower.
Water was poured over her head, and Jiang Mingxi pointed to the shower gel on the shelf, whispering in Song Lan's ear, " Teacher Song, I used this shower gel last time."
" Teacher Song, please apply some."
Song Lan felt a tingling sensation on her scalp from his teasing.
" Teacher Song, is it slippery?"
" Teacher Song, please give me a massage."
" Teacher Song, we need more here."
" Teacher Song, I can't stand up anymore."
In the tiny bathroom, steam rose, carrying with it all of Song Lan's affection, all of her rationality, and Jiang Mingxi's captivating voice calling her "Teacher Song."
Red waves surged.
It was all a scene of enchanting spring colors.
It took Song Lan two whole hours to take a bath before he finally carried Jiang Mingxi out, still feeling quite satisfied.
The preparation package contained everything, but A-Wang was asleep in the living room.
Song Lan, thinking about Jiang Mingxi again, was unwilling to actually do anything under these circumstances.
But the person in his arms, oblivious to his own mortality, relentlessly seduced him.
Song Lan, unable to bear it any longer, wrapped Jiang Mingxi in the blanket and hugged her tightly. "Go to sleep. We're going to my house tomorrow."
Jiang Mingxi bit his lip and mumbled something.
Song Lan's temples throbbed. "No."
Snap!
I'll turn off the light. "I'll tell you a story, and you can go to sleep."
Held in Song Lan's arms, Jiang Mingxi's eyes gleamed with a mischievous glint in the darkness.
He knew, of course, that a real fight was out of the question today.
But he just loved seeing Song Lan's face when she couldn't control herself.
Both cold and hot, both handsome and alluring.
With a smug smile, she slowly fell asleep as Song Lan gently coaxed her.
the next day.
Mid-morning.
Jiang Mingxi was awakened by a knock on the door.
A-Wang, who was sleeping in the living room, was also woken up by the noise.
Half asleep, A-Wang was suddenly awakened by a knock on the door. He cursed and rolled out of bed, his eyes still heavy with sleep, and flung the door open.
Special Assistant Su standing at the door:!!!
Upon opening the door, one is greeted by a perfect, undisguised body—
Nude!
Special Assistant Su:...
Special Assistant Su:???
Special Assistant Su:!!!
In a brief moment of mental blankness and a frantic "Holy crap!", Special Assistant Su managed to maintain a semblance of decorum by relying on his extensive knowledge and quick judgment that the other party was Jiang Mingxi's caveman friend.
He even smiled politely at A-Wang, " Mr. A must take good care of himself with exercise; you're in great shape."
A-Wang rubbed his sleepy eyes, his mind slowly clearing up at the mention of "Mr. A."
"Anima, you're the one who's Mr. A,' your whole family... Ah!!!!!!!!!!"
Before the family could finish speaking, a scream erupted from A-Wang's mouth, an angry roar!
He slammed the door shut.
A gust of wind rushed back to the sofa, grabbed his pants, and frantically pulled them on.