Deliberately Contaminated

He was silent for a while, then read it again, "Jiang Huai."

Mingshuang simply asked him, "Is there something dirty on my hands?"

She raised her hand in front of him, and the girl's hands were clean, white and delicate, obviously a pair of hands that had not done any rough work.

The young man closed his eyes and pursed his lips slightly, "No."

Mingshuang's anger came and went quickly. Looking at his beautiful face and long eyelashes, her anger disappeared quickly, and she no longer pursued it, and followed him to visit the campus.

In this day and age, everyone is somewhat eccentric.

For the sake of his good looks, let's forgive him for the time being.

Mingshuang folded the note with his name written on it and put it in her pocket. She was beautiful, she was in the minority, she was pampered and arrogant, and she was full of confidence in front of others.

High School No. 101 is located on the fourth floor in the middle of the U-shaped teaching building in the middle of the attached high school campus. Mingshuang follows Jiang Huai upstairs.

The teaching style of Tanfu is very different from that of the international ones. The corridors are hung with portraits of various scientists and writers from ancient and modern China and foreign countries.

After walking a few steps, the afternoon self-study bell rang, and students began to appear one after another in the corridor, all dressed in school uniforms in accordance with the rules. Mingshuang stood out from the crowd, and many people looked at them.

Because of her appearance and family background, Mingshuang was used to being the focus of everyone's attention since she was a child, but this time, she found that everyone's attention seemed to be more because of the person beside her.

so famous?

In the past, when I was in the international class, most of the boys who were famous in their grades were rich young masters who could play and show off because of their good family background. They changed their girlfriends one by one, which was more diligent than changing shoes, including Mingshuang’s own childhood and her brothers at home. She was familiar with it. Most boys are like that.

He is completely different from Jiang Huai.

Mingshuang remembered the principal's introduction, saying that he had always been the first, a model student, and felt more and more interesting in his heart.

Classroom 201 of Senior Two.

Wu Dan came back from buying soda, raised his neck and gulped a few sips, "I just saw Jiang Huai downstairs with a girl I didn't know."

"That girl is very beautiful." Wu Dan said, "Really, like a star, white and beautiful."

In addition to being beautiful, she looks very delicate, in short, it is very different from ordinary high school students.

Others are excited, "Are you a new classmate?"

"Brother, how can anyone transfer schools at this time?"

"...Then it's not Jiang Huai's girlfriend, right?" The person who said this didn't believe it.

Everyone laughed, "Pull it down."

Tanfu's school spirit is strict, and there are a couple in private, but no one is stupid enough to openly bring his girlfriend from another school into the school during school hours, and Jiang Huai is even less likely to be the protagonist of this kind of thing. There are many people who have a crush on him, but few people think who Jiang Huai will like. He is like an unreachable shadow, the snowy moon on the top of the mountain.

Ruan Yangfan lives in the same dormitory as Jiang Huai, and his daily routine is as light and regular as water. It can be said that he has no desires or desires.

"It's impossible for Jiang Huai to talk about it. He has a secret." Ruan Yangfan blinked and said mysteriously, "Do you know that?"

Everyone was excited, and it was really rare to hear Jiang Huai's gossip.

Ruan Yangfan said mysteriously, "One day I will go back to the dormitory temporarily..."

That evening, Ruan Yangfan came back from playing football outside, sweating profusely, and went back to the dormitory to change his clothes. He took the key to open the door, but was taken aback when he entered the door. The indoor lights were turned off, leaving only a desk lamp emitting a faint light, and the bathroom door was half-closed. There was a rushing sound of water flowing inside.

Ruan Yangfan was really taken aback at the time. He had always thought that Jiang Huai was just a little talker and his personality was not difficult to get along with. At this moment, in the bathroom, the boy's back is tall and thin, his black hair is still dripping with water, pale and quiet, only his lips are abnormally red, and he repeatedly washes his hands with water over and over again. This scene is very strange. Sick.

Jiang Huai didn't notice him, Ruan Yangfan hurriedly closed the door and sneaked away, remembering the exchange meeting of the friend school just after the afternoon, Jiang Huai was the student representative, and there was a handshake session, and he did not show any abnormality at that time.

It's just a handshake, is it necessary?

Later, Ruan Yangfan also paid attention to it. In life, Jiang Huai really rarely has physical contact with people, whether it is male or female, but his emotions are restrained and will not be noticed by others.

Having said that, his voice stopped abruptly, the classroom door opened, Mingshuang followed Jiang Huai into the classroom, and everyone was instantly quiet.

The class was quiet. At the door, a short-haired girl who was doing a question put down her writing pen, but her eyes fell on Mingshuang who was behind Jiang Huai.

"Monitor, did you get the result of the last math quiz?" She looked at Jiang Huai and Mingshuang, and asked in a low voice.

Jiang Huai walked by and said lightly, "Not yet."

"This is?" Wu Qingmiao looked at Mingshuang beside him.

Jiang Huai walked past, "New transfer student."

"Hello." Mingshuang smiled at her, she knew that she looked good when she smiled, the pear vortex seemed to be filled with honey, very sweet and pure, and it was easy to close the distance with the person you met for the first time.

Wu Qingmiao hesitated and smiled back at her, probably wondering why someone would transfer at this time.

However, she also has the unique intuition of a girl of this age - she breathed a sigh of relief for a while, Jiang Huai didn't even look at her because of her beautiful facial features, and she was colder than others.

There were the last two vacancies left in the classroom. Mingshuang was quite satisfied when she saw her pile of newly issued textbooks sitting in the last row of seats by the window. She likes quietness, and this position is the most suitable.

Mingshuang put down her schoolbag and prepared to take a seat there. The next seat was a tall and strong boy with glasses, and asked her enthusiastically, "Do you want a rag? No one has sat here for a long time, and there is a lot of dust."

The classroom door opened again. Feng Hong stepped in and saw that Mingshuang had arrived. She glanced around the class and commanded, "Liu Yiwei, move your position."

"Mingshuang, you can sit at a table with Jiang Huai temporarily." Feng Hong said to Mingshuang, "The semester will end soon, and the seats will be changed later. He is the monitor, you can ask him for help if you have anything."

Mingshuang put her schoolbag down heavily, Liu Bingru—the boy in the back seat was obviously a little disappointed, but he still diligently helped her carry the textbooks over. Because of her height, Jiang Huai’s seat was not far from the previous seat. Mingshuang Sit on the inside by the window.

"Thank you, you've helped me a lot." Mingshuang smiled at Liu Bingru.

The boy's dark face was flushed, and he returned to his seat in a daze.

Jiang Huai stood aside without saying a word, quiet and upright, waiting for Mingshuang to pack up before sitting down.

"Good student." Mingshuang's cat's eyes shone brightly, "We got a table with me, we are really destined."

"However, are you afraid that I will affect your study?" She held her chin and tilted her head to look at him with a smile.

"After all, I'm so beautiful." She said stinkingly, "Sit beside you every day to shine, look at me a few more times every day, and read a few times less books."

The young man narrowed his eyelashes, and the hand holding the pen paused, but he didn't say a word.

Mingshuang didn't feel embarrassed at all, she hummed a song while cleaning up her desk.

"Do you have any paper?" She packed up, waved her hand, and asked a question. Chao Jiang Huai spread her hand out naturally, and was very confident.

The palm of the outstretched palm is tender, the five fingers are white and slender, and the finger pads are stained with some unsightly ashes.

She was accustomed to being served, and her movements carried the coquettishness of a young girl, and she was natural-forgetting that this was not at home, and the people sitting next to her were not the people who usually served her.

Jiang Huai took out a tissue from the hole in the table, staggered her hand, put the tissue on the table, lowered her eyes and continued to read.

Mingshuang took out a tissue, wiped her hands, and threw the tissue into Jiang Huai's garbage bag after wiping.

Then he looked sideways and continued to look at him.

He was solving a math problem, looking at him from the side, the bridge of his nose was tall, straight and delicate, the peaks of his lips were obvious, thin red, slightly moist, cold and pure beauty, but with such a pair of lips.

As if deliberately seducing people.

Mingshuang smiled with her chin in her hand, her eyes sparkling.

She was more and more interested in him.

Mingshuang likes the invincible, whether it is people or things.

In the afternoon, there were two sessions of self-study. Everyone was quietly learning their own way. Mingshuang leaned against the windowsill and slept sweetly for two hours.

When it was finally time for school, Mingshuang waited impatiently at the school gate.

The red Ferrari was parked not far away, and a person got out of the car. Xu Tianbai was 1.8 meters tall, with a flat head, looking left and right, looking for Mingshuang in the crowd.

"Tie Dan'er, your father is here." Mingshuang waved at him, raised his eyebrows and shouted.

Xu Tianbai, "..." Tie Dan was a nickname he couldn't bear to look back on.

"Where's Lin Chongzhi?" Mingshuang asked when Xu Tianbai approached.

"I told Brother Lin and told him not to come." Xu Tianbai scolded, "Damn, this **** road is too blocked."

"Brother Lu came back from the holiday today and said to have a small gathering, Yuanzi is in the car." Xu Tianbai said, "Old place."

Lu Cuo was one or two years older than them. He had already gone to university. He was in the next city and would come back occasionally.

Li Hengyuan was sitting in the passenger seat, humming with headphones on, seeing them come up, took off his headphones, leaned over, sniffed at Chao Mingshuang, and was poked back by Mingshuang's finger, "?"

"Let me smell it and see if you have been influenced by the smell of sandalwood." Li Hengyuan said with a serious face.

"You smell so bad." Mingshuang said in disgust, "stay away from me."

"I call it manly." Li Hengyuan laughed, "I just played a game before I came here."

"Thank you, already yue."

Mingshuang has a smart nose, many men have a stink on their bodies, and she never comes close.

Xu Tianbai took out a cup of fruit tea wrapped in an ice pack from the car and handed it to Mingshuang.

"I don't want it." Mingshuang glanced at the packaging.

"Sister, I brought this all the way from the south of the city. It wasn't the fruit tea you said you wanted to drink from his family." Xu Tianbai's eyes widened.

Mingshuang, "That's not what I said last month, I don't want to drink it anymore."

"Yes, little ancestor, you are really hard to serve. You will be really unlucky for any man to stand in the future." Xu Tianbai said, "Okay, then I will drink it myself."

He knew the details of how small he was, but those men were all rushing to serve her.

When they were a few years old, Mingshuang could laugh and bully them to the point of screaming.

Mingshuang cut off, "Then they deserve to be unlucky."

She said she didn't like it, and sometimes she even said bad words, but she couldn't stop it, so she could only say that she deserved it.

This is how she loves people and things, her interest comes and goes quickly, and she has a strong possessiveness towards her possessions.

When Mingshuang was nine years old, someone gave her a precious pet puppy. At that time, she didn't like people, but she didn't hate animals. The dog kissed her very much, and Mingshuang showed her friendliness and love for it rarely. One day, a relative of the Ming family came to be a guest at the house. The puppy was so happy that everyone lay on their knees for a while, wagging their tails to please them.

Mingshuang watched coldly from a distance.

After that, she never touched the pet puppy again. In desperation, Ming Licheng could only give the dog away.

What belongs to her must be entirely hers.

A few petites have complained about her outrageous double standard.

There were stains on the paper, some people chose to smear and modify it, and Mingshuang chose to tear the paper.

A young but cold-blooded and arrogant little devil with a beautiful face and a wealthy family background.

"We'll take you back after dinner. You are living in that villa in Nanyuan now." Xu Tianbai suddenly remembered, "Is your aunt at home?"

"I went abroad to play with Ming Licheng." Mingshuang yawned and said strangely, "Why, are you afraid of her at home? Don't worry, what I said in this family is more effective than her for the time being."

"Yes, I'm scared to death, please cover me, Miss."

Li Hengyuan added, "By the way, is Gu Zhizhi also in Tanfu? I heard that her grades are very good. Have you seen her today?"

Gu Zhizhi is Gu Wanning's niece, the same age as them. Li Hengyuan followed his father. He has a good memory and remembers people very well. I have this impression. He often finds various reasons to bring his niece into the Ming family villa.

"I didn't pay attention." Mingshuang didn't raise her eyebrows, her interest was lacking, "It's none of my business."

After having dinner in the cafeteria, he returned to the dormitory and Jiang Huai went to take a bath. Tancheng is located in the south and the latitude is low. It is very hot in summer. There is already a thin layer of sweat on his body. He came out of the bathroom and has already changed. I took off my clothes and wiped my hair with a towel.

He was slender and thin, and his fingertips were dripping with water, glowing a little white. Several roommates ate lunch in the dormitory, chatting in full swing.

Yang Gu said, "...It's really beautiful, and the voice is so sweet and snarky, I can't stand it." He slammed his arm into Ruan Yangfan, who was next to him, what a boy of this age was thinking, Several people smiled tacitly.

Jiang Huai didn't say a word, and the hand that opened the window paused for a moment.

"I heard that her family is very rich. Her father is the kind who can be on TV."

"Bai Fumei, that's not it."

"Is the position of the school flower in our school going to be changed?"

"Squad leader, what do you think?" Ruan Yangfan turned his head and looked at Jiang Huai, "Is it your new roommate."

"You're not asking for nothing when you ask the squad leader." Yang Gu said, "The squad leader sees everyone the same."

Jiang Huai opened the dormitory window completely to let the smell escape. He was still as quiet and reticent as usual. Standing there, he looked more and more clean and upright.

"Pack up after eating." He didn't answer, he said lightly, slung a black schoolbag on one shoulder, pushed open the door and left.

He had just walked downstairs when the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

It was an MMS from an unfamiliar number.

"Brother, have you had dinner yet? Would you like to come out and eat together?"

Without a signature, at first glance, he already knew who it was.

Sure enough, the background of the attached picture is a luxuriously decorated private room with a table of sumptuous meals. You can vaguely see the corners of the shirts of the boys on the opposite side and the legs under the table. On the far right is the hand of a girl in Bier, with her fingernails. Familiar pink and round.

Mingshuang lowered her head and fiddled with her phone.

"What are you doing?" Xu Tianbai came over to take a look.

"Do something fun and happy." Mingshuang smiled sweetly.

This was her usual expression when she wanted to do something bad, and Xu Tianbai shuddered subconsciously.

The author says:

Let's see how long our pure Xiaohuai can hold on to be acquired.

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