Deliberately Contaminated

When Mingshuang woke up, she found that she had a blanket on her body. She was carefully wrapped tightly and her body was warm. She slept very comfortably.

She rubbed her eyes and yawned, only to realize that the sky outside had completely dimmed. It got dark early in winter, and the snow began to fall again, falling a little on the window, making a rustling sound.

Strangely, Mingshuang found that every time she came to Jiang Huai's house, she slept fast and soundly like she was at home.

Maybe it was because she was completely at ease with Jiang Huai and didn't take precautions at all.

Mingshuang thought lazily, after all, he is too clean and pure, like a gentleman with no desires, and he is too different from other boys of the same age that Mingshuang knows.

Mingshuang sometimes can't help but wonder if he has no desires. Even if he knows that Jiang Huai has a crush on her, Mingshuang finds it unimaginable that he is really lustful.

She had dreamed that she was holding Jiang Huai down and doing whatever she wanted, but the boy's face in the dream was blurry, probably because she couldn't imagine his appearance and reaction at this time.

Mingshuang got up from the sofa, a scent wafted from the kitchen, and Jiang Huai was coming out of the kitchen with a bowl of soup.

The two almost bumped into each other. Under the dim light, his eyes were dark. I don't know if it was because the kitchen was too hot, and his lips looked redder than usual. Jiang Huai, who was at home, had slightly faded his indifference and looked very delicious. .

"Jiang Huai!" She called his name, but seeing his conditioned reflex, her long eyelashes trembled and she quickly moved her eyes away.

Mingshuang, "?"

She felt sensitively that something was wrong with Jiang Huai. Before she could sort out her thoughts carefully, Jiang Huai had already put down the food and quietly set the dishes for her.

The food is ready and the temperature is just right, it seems that the time is just right, waiting for her to wake up to eat.

He was always gentle to her.

Mingshuang had a good appetite. After eating a few bites, he bit his chopsticks and looked at Jiang Huai. He was uncomfortable with her, and the speed of eating slowed down.

Mingshuang felt that there was something strange in him, so she asked directly, "Jiang Huai, what's the matter with you?"

He lowered his eyes and said softly, "Nothing."

Mingshuang asked, "Why didn't you wake me up earlier?"

"Looks like you're sound asleep," he said. "It's okay to be late for dinner."

Jiang Huai's cooking skills are really good. Smart people are smart people in everything they do, and it can be seen that they are accommodating her appetite. Before cooking, Jiang Huai asked her about her tastes and taboos in detail. The meals on the table are all around her.

Mingshuang was eating, looked at the boy opposite, and couldn't help but seriously praised, "Jiang Huai, you will definitely be a good husband in the future."

But who is the good husband is not necessarily, there is a high probability that it is not hers.

Mingshuang didn't think about marriage, and she didn't think that she might have any results with Jiang Huai in the future. This matter was too far away for her, at least ten years later. By then, they might have already become strangers. Strangers are not bad, maybe even worse, it is possible to become an enemy.

The overtones in her words were not hidden, including the tone of an outsider who seemed to have nothing to do with her.

The boy's complexion turned from red to pale, and he did not respond to this sentence.

After dinner, Jiang Huai took her home. In the dark sky, the moon was covered by clouds, and there was nothing to say all the way. Jiang Huai seemed to have something on her mind, and Mingshuang lowered her head and texted people.

She has the habit of posting a circle of friends to record her life, which contains a lot of weird content.

After the evening, she did not put the record of going out with the two of them today.

The last entry in the circle of friends is still the photo of the ticket stub of going to the movie with that man that day.

On the countdown to the New Year, Mingshuang was eating a popsicle at home and scribbling questions. The phone suddenly rang. It was a call from Lu Cuo.

Lu Cuo first cared a few words about her study and life. Mingshuang wrote the questions and absentmindedly said a few words, until she heard Lu Cuo ask, "Fifteen, tomorrow night, Jiang's family will have a birthday banquet, will you go? go?"

At the last dinner held by the Jiang family, Mingshuang said that she was unwell and did not attend. This time, Lu Cuo didn't think she would give this face, but just asked casually. Ming Licheng was on a business trip abroad during this period of time, and asked Lu Cuo to take care of Mingshuang, and Lu Cuo performed his duties conscientiously.

Unexpectedly, Mingshuang did not refuse, "Jiang Qianzhang's birthday?"

Lu Cuo was a little surprised, "Yes."

It was Jiang Qianzhang's birthday party, and it was very grand. He knew that Mingshuang hated Jiang Qianzhang and thought she would not consider attending it at all.

"I'll go." Unexpectedly, the corners of the girl's lips curved into a meaningful arc.

Jiang's house.

The scale of the banquet was very large. The birthday star Jiang Qianzhang was wearing a custom suit and was surrounded by everyone, like a little prince with stars holding the moon. He was obviously surprised when he saw Mingshuang, and he pretended to be cold, but he still didn't hide the surprise.

After a few words with a friend, Ming Shuang and Lu Cuo were sitting together, bored, eating his birthday cake bit by bit.

Jiang Qianzhang approached, looked down at her, coughed lightly to indicate his existence, but saw Mingshuang looking up at him and asked leisurely, "Why are you nineteen? Shouldn't you be eighteen?"

They were of the same level, high school seniors. Although Jiang Qianzhang's grades were not good, she seemed to have no record of studying abroad or dropping out.

"What's wrong with Nineteen?" Jiang Qianzhang said, "You're older than you, aren't you convinced?"

"I was in poor health when I was a child, and I delayed going to school for a year." He added, "What, is there a problem?"

His tone seemed to be provocative, and his chin was slightly raised. Mingshuang felt that he was hopelessly stupid and didn't bother to pay attention to him. When he turned his head, he saw Bai Qing walking over with a glass of red wine smiling.

Bai Qing is very delicate and has a beautiful face. She is a typical noble lady with a good life.

I saw that my son seemed to have a good chat with the little girl from the Ming family, and Bai Qing kept watching from the side without interjecting.

"Shuangshuang, do you plan to go abroad after graduating from the college entrance examination?" Bai Qing smiled gracefully and exchanged a few words with her, "Qian Zhang also plans to do so."

"My son is rather stupid." She stroked her son's hair and said gently, "I have to ask Shuangshuang to take care of you more."

"Mom, what do I want her to do?" Jiang Qianzhang was very dissatisfied.

Mingshuang glanced at him, smiled, and said easily, "I will, auntie, don't worry, we are good friends."

good friend?

Jiang Qianzhang's eyes were about to stare. This woman is a nonsense, right? You don't need to write a draft when you lie.

He was wearing a formal suit, he looked tall and long, thin and tall, but his face was a little rebellious. Mingshuang suddenly remembered that Xu Duanduan said that Jiang Qianzhang and Jiang Huai looked alike and couldn't help it. I stared at his face a few more times and compared in my heart.

A strange and outrageous conjecture suddenly popped up in her mind last time, and now she compares the faces of the two, but she still doesn't feel like it.

She knew a little about Jiang Qianzhang's background. Jiang Huai was younger than Jiang Qianzhang. If what she guessed was true, then the Jiang family would be too chaotic.

What is more likely is that Jiang Huai has nothing to do with them at all, she is simply too strong in association.

Jiang Qianzhang was a little anxious, and said firmly, "What do you think I am doing?"

Mingshuang looked away and said in a lazy voice, "You look good."

Jiang Qianzhang was speechless by this sentence, and his cheeks flushed.

Naturally, Jiang Chengting also came to his son's birthday party, and came to chat with Mingshuang a few words, all of which were commonplace, greetings from the elders to the younger generation, Jiang Qianzhang and his friends and family were hanging around, but Jiang Chengting did not leave immediately and chatted with Mingshuang A few homely.

Mingshuang was still thinking about the last time she met Jiang Chengting in her mansion. For some reason, this man made her a little incomprehensible. Mingshuang was a person. She instinctively didn't want to communicate much with Jiang Chengting.

She originally thought that the chat was about to end, but unexpectedly, Jiang Chengting's next sentence was beyond her expectations. He asked, "Is there a student named Jiang Huai in your class?"

Mingshuang was surprised and didn't know why Jiang Chengting asked about Jiang Huai.

"I know him, he is very good, and his grades are very good." The man's voice is mellow, and it seems that he is really gossiping with the younger generation. "But the family conditions are not very good."

"Our group has cooperated with the affiliated high school on an educational project." He explained quickly and Mingshuang, "I want to invest in sponsoring some outstanding students."

Do you mean to sponsor Jiang Huai? Mingshuang remembered that Jiang Huai didn't even want a scholarship before, and it was even more impossible for them to ask for these messy grants.

"Uncle Jiang, although Jiang Huai and I are classmates in the same class, we haven't spoken a few words and are not very familiar with each other." Mingshuang said with a polite smile, "If you want to know more, you can ask. Our head teacher, she knows the situation of the students very well."

Jiang Chengting looked at her with black eyes, nodded gently, indicating that he was clear, then he told her to have a good time, the secretary came over, and pushed him into the room.

In the second half of the dinner, Mingshuang felt a little tired and planned to leave the table early.

She went to the bathroom to change her clothes, changed her dress and skirt, changed into a sweater and coat, and tied her hair up again. She felt a lot more comfortable, and she preferred this simple and convenient dress.

At the banquet just now, she basically didn't eat a few bites of the food, she only ate two bites of cake, basically she didn't eat dinner. Right now, he suddenly remembered the meal Jiang Huai cooked that time.

Taste can be a mystery sometimes.

The cold wind was howling outside, and a 24-hour convenience store was still open. She smelled a fragrance inside, and her stomach growled twice.

When Mingshuang pushed open the door and came out, he almost bumped into someone, and the two of them stared at each other.

Mingshuang saw the cigarette case in Jiang Qianzhang's hand, and looked away boringly, pretending not to see it.

Jiang Qianzhang was still a little nervous at first, but when she saw the steaming cup of Oden she was holding in her hand, she became angry, "Do you think my food is not delicious?"

Mingshuang ignored him and asked, "Did you break up with Lin Qingxiao?

Jiang Qianzhang said, "Yes."

He quickly said again, "What's your business?"

Mingshuang half-smiled, walked out of the convenience store, stood against the wall, and hooked his fingers at him.

She was wearing jeans and boots, with slender legs and round buttocks. She was different from the girl who just wore an elegant dress at the banquet. The soft hair leaked from the brim of her hat and stuck to her white and pointed cheeks. Incredibly beautiful.

Jiang Qianzhang's throat was inexplicably dry, and involuntarily, he leaned towards her obediently.

Jiang Huai's eyes are more narrow and long, with a cool and classical beauty, and thin and red lips. On the other hand, Jiang Qianzhang's lips were slightly thicker, his eyes were rounder, and he looked a little childish. The temperament of the two was completely different.

As he got closer, the girl had amber cat eyes and slightly raised red lips, and said to him word by word, "You are disgusting, you are not worthy of Lin Qingxiao at all."

Jiang Qianzhang's face was flushed, and all the secret thoughts just now vanished. He was furious and roared, "Mingshuang!"

Mingshuang looked down at her phone, and said lazily, "What are you asking me to do, get out of here, or I'll drop by and tell your mother, did you come out and smoke here, little baby." The voice was sweet, and the sarcasm in it was even less sarcastic. cover up.

Jiang Qianzhang was trembling with anger.

How could there be such a woman in this world, vicious and beautiful, he had absolutely nothing to do with her, he couldn't deal with her ruthlessly, and he was insulted by her again and again.

Jiang Huai was not far away, standing in the snow at night, looking here quietly.

Beside the red wall, the slender teenagers and girls were talking intimately to their faces, very close, almost only a hand's distance away. Afterwards, Jiang Qianzhang jumped up, his face flushed, and he turned to leave.

After a face-to-face with Jiang Huai, Jiang Qianzhang didn't even notice and stumbled away.

Mingshuang also saw him and walked towards him.

She thought of Jiang Huai at the banquet, and suddenly wanted to see him, so she sent a message there.

【Suddenly want to see you. 】

What she didn't expect was that Jiang Huai would come here because of her words, and she arrived so quickly.

But she also doesn't like to keep things secret, and she doesn't feel that she has done anything wrong.

The Jiang family's mansion was hidden in the night, dark, like a beast dormant in the night, a little more gloomy than usual. from the place.

The two walked side by side, and Mingshuang seemed to ask casually, "See?"

Jiang Huai said nothing.

He was wearing a black coat, slender and clean, with black hair and black eyes, which seemed to blend in with the night.

Mingshuang turned to look at him, her voice was crisp, with a hint of laughter, as if she was acting like a spoiled child, "You already said you don't mind."

It is impossible for her to keep a distance from others because of him, and it is impossible for her to make any promises to him.

Jiang Huai held her hand, her slender fingers were cold, her palms tightened slightly, and she didn't say a word.

"Jiang Huai." Mingshuang smiled at him, stood on tiptoe, got very close, her cat's eyes sparkled, looking at his beautiful face,

"I won't find a jealous man as my boyfriend."

"I know, you're not like that, are you?"

Her red lips were close at hand, and there was a small bite mark on her lower lip that she didn't notice.

The boy's breathing was hot, his pupils were dark, and he looked at her for a moment. He said, "No."

The author says:

Jiang Huai: I'm not a jealous man

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