After being in love with the reality show group CP with my ex-boyfriend, I exploded

After seven years, I had to sleep in the same tent on the first day I met my ex-boyfriend whose breakup process was not peaceful and friendly, and the goodbye process was full of embarrassment——

Jiang Ran sighed.

When he was in high school, he talked with Duan Yao for two years, and they never slept together. After breaking up, but the first time they met——

The size of the tent is not big. He is 180, Duan Yao is 192. Jiang Ran glanced at the tent that he had set up in the afternoon. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that it would be very crowded for the two of them to go in. Their hands and feet were long, and they had to be shrunk into two balls. won't run into each other.

He was still hesitating what to do, but Duan Yao had already walked past him and headed towards tent No. 3.

Duan Yao was dressed in black, with a casual shirt and trousers, making his back even taller and slender.

Duan Yao is very calm about living in the same tent.

Maybe Duan Yao really let go of it in his heart, unlike him.

Wu Yue ran over and gave him the fully charged mobile phone, "There are no extra tents, the program team can only arrange hotels for our assistants."

Jiang Ran: "..."

Why does this sound so low.

Wu Yue sighed, "Hey, I'm so envious of you, Brother Ran!"

This nostalgic look, this reluctant tone...

Isn't the hotel beautiful?

Doesn't the big bed smell good?

Why should a person who sleeps in a hotel envy a person who sleeps on the floor in the wild?

Wu Yue pouted in the direction of tent No. 3. Duan Yao was opening the tent to go in. The black short-sleeved shirt was tense because of bending over.

Wu Yue suppressed her voice and wailed softly: "Brother Ran, you can actually sleep with Mr. Duan! Ahhhhhhh awsl"

Jiang Ran: "..."

"Aren't you Lu Zheng's fan girl?"

Last month, I asked for leave to go to Lu Zheng's concert.

Wu Yue looked at the closed tent and shrugged, "Yes, Brother Zheng is my idol, but Duan is always my favorite. Is this a conflict?"

Jiang Ran: "..."

Otherwise, don't guess what girls think about it online.

Wu Yue pointed out the key points in a few words, emphasizing that she is not a scumbag: "Brother Zheng only shines brightly on stage, and being like a tsundere little boy in life is not my style. I still eat Mr. Duan like this every day."

Jiang Ran almost blurted out: "What about Mr. Duan?"

Wu Yue thought for a while, "Mature, although it looks a little cold, but it makes people feel safe."

Wu Yue suddenly thought of something, grabbed Jiang Ran's arm and was so excited, "Brother Ran! Mr. Duan hugged you this morning! Are his chest and arms very strong!"

Jiang Ran: "..."

Wu Yue was so curious that she had the momentum to break the casserole and ask the end: "Brother Ran, does it feel safe to be hugged by Mr. Duan?"

Jiang Ran was recalled by Wu Yue's question about the bungee jumping in the morning. In fact, he was so nervous that his mind was chaotic, but when his head was buzzing, Duan Yao's arms like pincers hugged him tightly, and his forehead was pressed against Duan Yao's. Yao's chest was like a solid steel plate, it was the only place he could rely on in the vain air.

Is it very safe?

Jiang Ran nodded, "Yes."

Wu Yueba

The fire of the hexagram was ignited again: "How does it feel exactly?"

Jiang Ran sighed: "It's the feeling you imagined."

Wu Yue ah ah ah ah: "It's so sweet! Brother, you want to make me so sweet! I'm going to get diabetes! Can this be considered a work-related injury?!"

Jiang Ran: "..."

At that time, his scalp was about to explode, and he was hugged by a stranger in front of Leng's boyfriend to challenge double bungee jumping, which was full of excitement——

As for sweetness, he didn't feel it.

He and Duan Yao had sweetness before, but that sweetness was overwhelmed by bitter coffee seven years ago.

Wu Yue was still excited, Jiang Ran pushed her back and turned around, "Go back and rest early."

Wu Yue abruptly turned back, put her dark blue notepad into Jiang Ran's hand, and begged, "Brother, can you get an autograph for Mr. Duan and me? Please!"

Jiang Ran pushed the notebook back, "Go by yourself."

Wu Yue had a bitter face, "But President Duan has a cold face, I'm afraid..."

Jiang Ran chuckled: "Your food, what are you afraid of?"

Wu Yue lowered her face: "...the food in my dream..."

Wu Yue put the notebook back into Jiang Ran's hand, "Brother Ran, please! You have a friendship that you have hugged! You are about to have a friendship that you have slept with! You can do it! Seeing that I have worked hard to serve you all these years, there will be many more in the future. I will continue to serve you conscientiously this year, please!"

Jiang Ran: "..."

"let's go!"

As soon as Wu Yue heard Jiang Ran's disgusting tone, she knew it was over, so she left happily.

Jiang Ran looked at the small notebook in his hand and sighed.

Gu Yao and Fang Wenjun's No. 1 tent was the most noisy. The noise of the two of them was so loud that they were about to have a party inside. No. 2 tent was brightly lit, and Lu Zheng and Ming Huai could be seen sitting, but it was relatively quiet, only No. 3 The tent was pitch black.

Jiang Ran walked towards tent No. 3 with heavy steps, stood at the entrance of the tent for half a minute, took a deep breath, and opened the zipper to enter.

"Um--"

"what!!!"

It was pitch black inside, Jiang Ran stepped on a hard protruding joint, Duan Yao snorted, Jiang Ran subconsciously wanted to move to the side, but was stumbled by Duan Yao's other leg. In the pits and pits, Jiang Ran was half-bent in the tent, lost control of his balance, and fell straight down.

Suddenly in a dark place, the pupils didn't get used to seeing clearly, and the body reflexively stretched out his hand to find support. His right hand reached Duan Yao's chest, and his left hand was grabbed by Duan Yao.

With a "snap", Jiang Ran didn't support himself properly, and his whole body lay on Duan Yao's body, clinging tightly to each other.

His pupils adapted to the darkness, and he also met Duan Yao's cold and firm eyes.

Duan Yao's body temperature made him feel like an ant on a hot pot, writhing uncomfortably, he kept trying to stand up, the legs and feet of the two were chaotically pinned together, but failed several times.

"Yes, sorry."

The base of the thigh was suddenly hot, and Jiang Ran didn't dare to move.