Pick up trash in dangerous games

"It's not...cough, I don't want to," Jian Mo hurriedly felt more and more uncomfortable, and this was not going to work. He squinted his eyes and found the glass window of the reference room, and opened it.

Xiao Sang was worried that Jian Mo would fall, so she hurried forward to help her.

A strong wind blew over, fortunately Jian Mo closed his eyes, otherwise the dust would be blown into his eyes.

Jian Mo turned her back to help Xiaosang cover her eyes, and said: "Don't open your eyes, it's windy now."

"elder brother……"

Even though Xiao Sang's voice was very soft, Jian Mo still heard it, and while taking care of herself, she did not forget to comfort her, coaxing softly: "It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Well," was originally just a title he couldn't help calling out, but after receiving the simple answer, the corners of Xiao Sang's lips curled up slightly.

Fortunately, the wind was only temporary, and it didn't take long for the strong wind to stop.

Jane opened her eyes and found that Xiao Sang's body and face were covered with dust, like a little tabby cat, looking at him eagerly, as if being confused by the wind.

He stretched out his hand to pat the other party, only to realize that he was no exception, no better than Xiao Sang, the two of them seemed to have just returned from the quagmire, at this time both of them were dirty, Call Jian ambiguous some want to laugh.

While laughing, he helped Xiao Sang pat the dust off his body.

I don't know what kind of fun Xiaosang had during this process, but he also imitated the simple movements to help him pat the ashes off his body.

After playing and playing, the two of them remembered the business, and immediately resumed their seriousness and started working.

The reference room was a bit dark, and Jian Mo realized that there were a few windows in the back with curtains that were tightly covered and airtight.Feeling strange, he started to pull it, and after he pulled it, he found that something was wrong. The curtains seemed to be sealed together with the window, and they couldn't be opened no matter what, Jian Mu turned his head and gave up the curtains on this side.

Now in the reference room, only the window that Jane opened at the beginning has light coming in.

Now the sunny appearance outside the house is exactly the same as yesterday, Jian Mo glanced out the window with a little hesitation, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like there will be a demon wind.

I don't know how the strong wind came in just now.

However, after experiencing the baptism of the wind and opening a window, at least the air quality inside has improved a lot, as if the gust of wind just now was cleaning the reference room.

Jian Mo rolled up his sleeves, and was about to search for the information that Dr. Wang Chonghua needed, when Xiao Sang beside him grabbed Jian Mo's clothes.

Feeling her clothes being pulled, Jian looked back: "Huh? What's the matter?"

"I want to find something with my brother."

Xiao Sang answered very obediently, Jian Mo hesitated a little, thought for a while and raised her head and asked carefully: "Do you know how to read?"

Xiao Sang's expression cracked after listening to Jian's ambiguous words, as if he realized that his brother regarded him as "mentally retarded". Soon, a mist appeared in his eyes, and he said, "I'm not stupid."

"You are not stupid, you are not stupid, it is brother who is stupid."

It was the first time for Jian Mo to encounter this kind of situation. She was at a loss and didn't know how to solve it. Subconsciously, she raised her hand and touched Xiao Sang's head like comforting a child, "It's my brother's fault."

"...Brother is not stupid, brother is right," even though Xiao Sang was very sad now, she still wanted to say it.

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