Deliberately Contaminated

The weather in October is getting colder and colder. Tancheng is in the south, and the winter is very cold and wet. Mingshuang was working hard in the laboratory, coffee cups and manuscript papers were thrown aside, and Jiang Huai just took care of it, and she messed it up mercilessly.

Several people from Mingshuang's small team came to the company and stared at the closed door of the laboratory. When there was a problem with the test flight, everyone was anxious, but they didn't expect Mingshuang to care so much.

"The boss just dragged Lin Quan's President Jiang in." Lu Sijia whispered, emphasizing, "Major."

"Nothing will happen, right? Just the boss's temper, don't quarrel with President Jiang..." Qi Jian returned to China later. He didn't know the relationship between Jiang Huai and Mingshuang, but only knew that Lin Quan had injected capital into them. He lowered his mouth and said worriedly, "Is President Jiang also our boss now?"

"It may not happen." Yang Dingtao touched his chin, remembering Jiang Huai he saw that day, and said slowly, "That is, I wonder if the boss can hold it?"

Chen Hexuan was not very happy, "What can I do to him? Don't say Mingshuang is the same as a female hooligan."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door creaked open.

Jiang Huai came out of the room and was already tidy. The lips are red, and the traces of the lower lip are particularly obvious. The neckline is a little messy. He has always been a man with a very neat appearance. I don't know why, but this time he didn't deliberately cover up the marks on his body.

Several people fell silent for a moment, and it was Yang Dingtao who said, "Mr. Jiang, how is the boss? Have you figured out the reason?"

"It's almost time." Jiang Huai glanced at the door and said lightly, "Don't disturb her."

The gambling agreement with Lin Quan should have been a sword of Darkmos hanging over their heads, but right now, Jiang Huai doesn't look like he's here to collect money, but more like their company's. Insiders.

Several people looked at each other and laughed awkwardly. Chen Hexuan said dryly, "Thank you, President Jiang."

Jiang Huai hummed and left first. Since he was a boy, he has always been a taciturn and indifferent character, and in general, he can give people a sense of distance.

"What's the relationship between President Jiang and the boss?" Qi Jian stared at his slender back and couldn't help but ask, this is really too weird, and he couldn't help thinking about it.

"It must have something to do with it." Lu Sijia whispered, "Did you know? The technology with hundreds of millions of years of history was directly given to me for free. Although it is said that it has signed a bet, our company..." At least for now, it is absolutely Not worth the price.

Chen Hexuan's face was a little ugly, and he squeezed the beer can in his hand.

In fact, a large part of the reason why he returned to China was because of Mingshuang.

Mingshuang treats him very well. Although he doesn't have any cross-border actions, he always thinks that he is special and can slowly impress her. Until he saw that the man just now, the ambiguous aura that had not faded from his body when he came out of the room, he was an adult, and he understood what it meant.

If he wanted to fight, he couldn't win over Jiang Huai. Most men feel pressure in front of Jiang Huai, he is perfect in every aspect.

The cream was soaked in the lab all day. It was already one o'clock in the morning when I got home, and I felt that my whole body was floating. The first thing I did was to take a bath.

She changed into her nightgown, and walked out with her hair loose. She dried it with a blow dryer and shaves it with a comb. Mingshuang rarely washes her hair at home. , tore off a few of his hair at once.

The door upstairs opened at some point, revealing a dim yellow light.

The slender shadow of the man fell on the ground.

"I thought you were asleep." Mingshuang raised her eyes to look at him and said, "Without me today, you should have slept soundly." Jiang Huai no longer sleeps with her these days. Although the two people's rooms are next to each other, Ming Shuang is busy with work during this time, and she has nowhere to vent her unnamed fire.

It wasn't that he suggested a pillow seat by himself and said that he would accompany her at night. What is this now? Hard to catch?

Jiang Huai dresses simply and casually at home, rather than covering up so strictly outside. Most of the collarbone, Adam's apple and neck are exposed brightly, and the skin is dazzlingly white in the moonlight, as flawless as jade. Mingshuang glanced up and down, and secretly scolded him for not being virtuous. Unfortunately, she was too tired from work, and she really didn't have the strength to toss him today.

"I didn't sleep, I'm waiting for you to come back." Jiang Huai said softly, took the hair dryer and comb from her hand, and served her consciously.

The feeling of his slender, cold fingers running through her hair was very comfortable, Mingshuang couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly and leaned back against his arms - a bit like a cat comforted by smooth fur.

She does look a lot like a cat in some ways.

When her long curly hair was dry, Mingshuang had already closed her eyes and fell asleep. Her eyelashes were naturally curled, and under the faint moonlight, her face was porcelain white, and her cheeks were born with a little baby fat. He showed a bit of innocence that he didn't have when he opened his eyes.

Jiang Huai stared at her, and he found the appearance of the eighteen-year-old Mingshuang on her face, and he also found her changes in the missing six years.

He bowed his head and brushed his lips against hers—here, he kissed him today, these snow-white teeth left a mark on him, Jiang Huai remembered all the experiences she brought him, and he took them all , as long as she gave it, he liked it, whether it was pain or pleasure.

Six years later, his morbid love for her doesn't seem to have waned at all, but it has fermented even more.

Over the years, Jiang Huai has repeatedly dreamed of that day. Mingshuang said that she never loved him at all, everything was fake.

Even now, he couldn't escape this nightmare, and he would still dream at midnight—six years ago, eighteen-year-old Mingshuang looked at him with cold and beautiful eyes.

Mingshuang doesn't love him, but that doesn't affect his love for Mingshuang.

Mingshuang just stay by his side.

Jiang Huai has understood a truth since he was a child, that a person like him cannot expect too much.

Six years later, she is still so bright and brilliant. Fire brings warmth and light and heat, but it can also burn people mercilessly.

Jiang Huai picked her up, placed her on the bed gently, and tucked her quilt. Mingshuang frowned and pinched his fingers. He whispered a few words in Mingshuang's ear and kissed her. He kissed the tip of her ear, and then gently and patiently pulled out his finger.

After they got married, he would wake her up like this every day and put her to sleep.

He looked at her sleeping face for a while, and the corners of his lips raised slightly.

This is the picture scroll that he imagined many times in his youth.

They have a home and the two are always together. He will take care of Mingshuang patiently and meticulously, do everything a husband should do, and take responsibility.

Jiang Huai closed the door and returned to the living room. The screen of his mobile phone lit up, and it was Jiang Rucong's phone number.

"How does it feel to get your wish?"

Jiang Huai said nothing.

"Are you planning to keep it from her for the rest of your life?" Jiang Rucong said, "Jiang Huai, I advise you to be rational."

Jiang Huai is not an irrational person, but he is so crazy about Mingshuang that Jiang Rucon often finds it difficult to accept.

"You actually don't have amnesia at all, I know." Jiang Rucong said lightly, "With a character like yours, it is impossible for you to lose your memory when you die."

Jiang Huai is a person with a very firm heart. For pain, not only will he not escape, but he will keep chewing and repeating in his heart to torture himself repeatedly, so that he can remember this pain.

Psychogenic amnesia due to wanting to escape pain? Could this happen to Jiang Huai? Jiang Rucong thought it was ridiculous. Anyone who knew a little about his past would know that it was impossible.

But he still chose to cooperate with Jiang Huai.

Jiang Huai looked out the window, the man's expression was cold, and there was a hint of boredom between his eyebrows, "I don't have to live for a lifetime, I can't live that long."

"Just be with her before I die," he said. "You know, I won't live much longer."

Jiang Rucong was silent, "Don't be so pessimistic, your health is fine."

Jiang Huai smiled indifferently, he never cared about it. He remembered that when he was eighteen years old, he went on a trip with Mingshuang. In a village, the goddess said that he was short-lived. He himself often has such a hunch, but he doesn't care.

I only occasionally think that one day, if he really died, would her beautiful eyes shed even a single tear for him.

Probably not. He didn't want her to cry either.

Jiang Rucong paused for a moment, "Jiang Huai. You know the consequences of being discovered by her, right? If you want to pretend, you can only pretend to the end."

Mingshuang hated others to lie to her the most, and it was true. Jiang Huai lowered her eyes, remembering how Mingshuang, who had just returned to China, treated him a few months ago. He also thought of the man named An Yi. He didn't mind how Mingshuang treated him, but it didn't mean he didn't mind that man.

Mingshuang used to think that he was disobedient and disobedient, but now that he can do it, she naturally won't need An Yi anymore.

The time he lived with Mingshuang was the happiest time in his life, even happier than when he was in his teens when he was with her, because he had a place to live, a home, and beside her.

Jiang Huai was unwilling to share her with anyone. Mingshuang's kiss before going to bed in the morning, her greed, hatred, anger, and anger should belong only to him. During these days, they lived under one roof, and only the two of them were alone.

Jiang Huai's perennial delusions and desires have been satisfied, and then it is infinitely fermented. He only wants more, which even surprises him.

He just wanted the days to go on like this, just the two of them, for a long time, until the last day.

Jiang Huai does not think that he is an upright person, and the same is true in the shopping mall. He has been criticized by many people for his cold-blooded and cruel methods. That's because he was still very young, Jiang Chengting died, and the Jiang family and Lin Quan were in turmoil. If he wasn't cruel, would he be able to get to where he is now in the midst of a pack of wolves?

For Mingshuang, if he doesn't do this, Mingshuang may never touch him again in his life, let alone go back to him, smile at him, talk to him, and live under the same roof with him.

He couldn't do without her. During those six long years, Jiang Huai understood this fact.

Even now, he has no regrets at all. The joy and satisfaction he's had in these two months is greater than even all his past years combined.

Jiang Rucong said, "Two months are almost here, and Lin Quan can't leave you anymore, Jiang Huai, what are you going to do in the future?"

"You don't have to worry about it." Jiang Huai said lightly.

In the past few years, Jiang Huai has matured and has been at the top of his power for a long time. He is no longer the boy he used to be. Jiang Ruzong found that many times, he no longer understands what Jiang Huai is thinking.

Jiang Huai is not young, on the contrary, more often, he is like a mature and sharp ice edge.

Jiang Huai hung up the phone.

in the bedroom. Mingshuang was still sleeping, deep sleep, with a fair arm exposed outside the quilt, because she shivered from the cold, Jiang Huai tucked her arm into the quilt, stared at her for a while, then bowed her head and kissed her bright red. on the lips.

He lowered his eyes slightly and let out a slightly contented sigh.

How happy he would be if he could do this every day.

Mingshuang slept until noon the next day when her cell phone suddenly rang. She buried her face in the pillow and looked at it in a daze. It was a text message from An Yi. Ask her if she is free in the afternoon.

Mingshuang's chin rested on the pillow, and she was empty. An Yi said that there is something very important. He is going to tour abroad soon, and he will not come back for a long time. He wants to see her one last time.

Mingshuang rubbed her hair that was a little messy in sleep, feeling very annoying.

An Yi information came again. He said that he went abroad this time to participate in an international singing competition, which was the end of his previous dream. If he could win the gold medal, he planned to retire.

"Fifteen, you promised me before." An Yi said, "You will personally see me on the highest stage. Now I don't need you to see me. I just need to see you again before I leave."

"Fifteen, I'll see you once and have the last word with you." An Yi's voice trembled on the phone, "It's important."

"Where are you?" Mingshuang stood up from the bed, impatiently, "I'll go to the company in the afternoon, and I can give you fifteen points to meet you if you drop by."

"By the way, by the way." An Yi said immediately.

Mingshuang slowly got up and put on her makeup. She used to be a person with a very delicate appearance. Today, she is dressed in a professional style, with a shirt, trousers, a windbreaker, and her long hair combed into a playful ponytail with a slight curl, which makes her figure particularly exquisite.

Jiang Huai was in the living room, and the two finished lunch together.

"Going to the company." Mingshuang said to Jiang Huai, "The driver sent me, I don't need you."

Jiang Huai stood by the door, hummed obediently, lowered her eyes and kissed her on the right cheek, Mingshuang yawned lazily, her eyes were watery, she saw Jiang Huai staring at her again, and then kissed her on the On her lips, it gradually deepened and exchanged breaths with her. The incense on his body was close at hand, his long eyelashes were hanging down, and he kissed very emotionally.

Mingshuang pinched his waist, stared at him, and gritted her teeth, "Jiang Huai, wait for me to come back."

His voice was hoarse, the redness at the end of his eyes had not faded, and he was very good, "Okay."

Mingshuang stared at him and said slowly, "Jiang Huai, did you do it on purpose?"

Who would you show this picture to? She stood on tiptoe, spit out two words coldly on his lips, glared at him, and left immediately.

She was blind before, she would think that this man is a pure and good student.

An Yiyue's place, in a cafe on Chengnan Road.

Mingshuang asked the driver to park the car outside. When she went in, she frowned and looked around. This is a well-known high-end cafe, but at this time, there were no customers.

An Yi immediately stood up, "Fifteen."

He seemed a little haggard, pale and thin. He forced a smile at her, "Fifteen, I'm sorry that day, my mother shouldn't talk to you like that."

Mingshuang recalled, "Nothing." She really felt nothing, and even forgot about it.

She glanced at her watch, "If you have something to say, I'll go to work in the company later."

"Also, you can just call me Mingshuang," she said.

An Yi smiled bitterly, is this going to deprive him of his qualification to call her by her nickname? He sat down and stared at her, "Are you in love, have you gotten back with him? That's why you are so cold to me."

Mingshuang was a little impatient, glanced at him, and An Yi knew that Mingshuang didn't like others to ask about her private affairs.

An Yi smiled reluctantly.

A burst of melodious music suddenly sounded in the cafe. It was "Moonlight", An Yi's famous song.

Mingshuang's phone lit up, and it was Jiang Huai's text message: "You forgot something at home, I'll bring it to you."

It's Mingshuang's document bag. Usually, she might need the documents in it for office work, but she doesn't plan to handle company affairs this afternoon. She just plans to continue debugging the machine.

Mingshuang replied: "No, you stay at home."

After Mingshuang replied the text message, she looked at An Yi.

"Shuangshuang, I like you very much, I have always liked you, I have liked you for many years." An Yi's face turned pale, "I called you out today just to tell you this, and, I want to ask, you can be me girlfriend?"

He prepared roses and this moonlight.

"I have always liked you and waited for you for many years." His voice trembled, "Since then, you found me in front of so many people, helped me through the difficulties, and let me know that I was better than him. ."

An Yi said, "I liked you back then, but I never dared to say it, for fear that I might not be worthy of you."

"You are better than him? Who?" Mingshuang responded immediately, "Jiang Huai?"

Anne was silent. In fact, he has this idea in his heart. Jiang Huai is so good, and he can be said to be the top in every aspect, but Mingshuang abandons Jiang Huai and chooses him in front of everyone. Everyone has vanity and peace of mind. To be no exception.

He was bleak at the time, and with this, he gained great confidence. Even after so many years, Jiang Huai has become more dazzling and people look up to, but so what, Mingshuang still doesn't like him.

Mingshuang treats him better, much better than Jiang Huai.

Mingshuang said, "He has nothing to compare with you." An Yi speculated, and felt a little joy in her heart. Mingshuang's words seemed to mean that in her heart, Jiang Huai was completely incomparable to him.

An Yi pursed her lips, "Fifteen...Shuangshuang, then..."

Mingshuang said, "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean that to you."

She said, "I was purely to support a dreamer." She didn't like to see other people's dreams being trampled on, but she really didn't think much about An Yi, and An Yi's character quite met her requirements. Yes, but for him, if you can't lift it up, you can't lift it up.

Mingshuang has no sense of morality.

Feeling is feeling, not feeling is not. For example, when it comes to tossing Jiang Huai, she has always been very energetic.

Most of the time, Mingshuang is indifferent and stingy to give people real emotions. Perhaps, this is what gives many people the illusion that Mingshuang loves them.

She is generous, generous, and keeps her promises to most people. Only one person is bad, caring, repeated and full of lies.

Outside the cafe, Ning Zhixuan was wearing sunglasses and just got off the Ferrari.

There was still a man standing at the door, holding a document bag in his slender hand. Ning Zhixuan took off her sunglasses and saw his profile clearly, her eyes lit up instantly, "Handsome guy, we met again, so fate?"

Jiang Huai didn't even look up at her, and saw Mingshuang sitting opposite the man in the cafe from a distance. He didn't know what he was talking about.

Ning Zhixuan didn't mind either, she scrutinized Jiang Huai up and down, feeling more and more deeply in her heart, this man really is the best match.

That day, she called her assistant to check, but because the man found out that day, she only took a very blurry profile photo, and she didn't find out who it was. Ning Zhixuan was angry for a while, but she didn't expect it. , it didn't take much effort to get here, she chased An Yi, but unexpectedly bumped into him here.

Jiang Huai is taller than Anyi, with a better stature and a particularly good frame, especially with a pair of long straight legs and a narrow and powerful waist.

Ning Zhixuan was not interested in An Yi at all, her eyes glued to Jiang Huai, and she chased after him, "Handsome guy, what's your name, give me your contact information?"

Jiang Huai paused, kept a distance from her, and finally looked at her, those beautiful black eyes were icy cold, her rosy lips opened, and her tone was calm, "Go away."

Ning Zhixuan was not angry at all, she was even more excited when she turned against Iridium, she smiled tenderly, "Handsome guy, scold me a few more words, do you know that your scolding sounds very nice."

His voice was also clear and cold, which matched his temperament too much and was too energetic.

The cafe door has been pushed open.

Mingshuang stood in the cafe with her arms crossed, looking at Jiang Huai, and then at this strange woman.

"Am I disturbing you?" She raised an eyebrow.

I don't know when it was drizzling with cow drizzle outside, it was late autumn, the man was wearing a black sweater, his skin was lined with icy jade white, he was very suitable for rain, clean black hair and white skin, pursed his lips and looked at her.

Mingshuang hooked his hand at him, Jiang Huai walked over, and beside her, he took her hand tightly into his slender one.

"I don't mind if you rob my man, just let the money you gave you go in vain." Ning Zhixuan saw An Yi's face pale, her chin turned a little to An Yi, and she said to Ming Shuang, "I like it. You, you give him to me."

She didn't know Jiang Huai's identity, and seeing how he got along with Mingshuang, she obviously thought of him as a beautiful little boyfriend wrapped by Mingshuang.

Mingshuang looked at Ning Zhixuan casually, "Why, you really like him."

She didn't directly reject it. Ning Zhixuan was stunned for a moment, and then became happy.

Jiang Huai's face was pale, his eyes were lowered, and the backs of his hands hanging by his side were tight.

Mingshuang glanced at her leisurely, "But he doesn't sing, he doesn't need any resources, he just does a small business, or you will get 5 billion first and give his company some performance, maybe he will consider liking you. "

As she spoke, she felt amused. If this woman found out that the person in front of her who wanted to bribe with money was Lin Quan's president, how would it feel.

Ning Zhixuan found that she had been tricked, her face was ugly, "What do you mean?"

Mingshuang spread her hands, "Sister, hurry up, don't come out and grab men if you don't have any money."

She was young and beautiful, and she was born with a kind of arrogance and arrogance raised in brocade clothes and jade food. Jiang Huai didn't know when, she had already held her hand again, her fingers seemed to be colder than usual.

An Yi's lips trembled, looking at Mingshuang, then at Ning Zhixuan, what else did she want to explain.

Mingshuang didn't bother to pay attention to him, so she pulled Jiang Huai and walked straight away. Jiang Huai's car was parked on the side of the road. Mingshuang opened the car door and shoved him into the back seat of the car. Jiang Huai lowered his eyes and made no sound.

Mingshuang glanced at him, "Just kidding, can't you hear it?"

Jiang Huai didn't say a word, and even looked away. He was born beautifully, with black hair and white skin. He was lined by the dark sky and rain outside.

Mingshuang, "...?"

Do you still need her to coax? She didn't care, he was not at home, and ran to the cafe to follow her. The driver at her house easily told him the address. Did he really take him as the host? Jiang Huai has really become more and more rampant recently.

"You hang out every day." She hugged her arms and said in a cool tone, "I didn't care about you, so are you still arguing with me?"

"How did you meet that girl?" she asked.

His voice was hoarse, "I don't know."

"There's no hookup." His dark pupils looked at her, which was even more darkened by the shimmering rain outside, "Mingshuang, I only like you."

Mingshuang was slowly pressed on the back seat by him, his fingers were cold, and there was a sense of dampness, "I didn't let anyone else touch me."

- Only you can do anything to me.

He stared at her. In the dark rain curtain, his face was pale and thick, his pupils seemed to be out of focus, and he said softly, "Would you like to try, I'm very clean."

The author says:

Xiao Huai felt that Shi Shi didn't care about him and became angry.

After the marriage, Xiaohuai also had a temper, protesting that she wanted to sleep with the fifteenth room, but Xiaohuai had insomnia for a long time, thinking that she couldn't sleep, she went back to the bedroom, and then saw that she was sleeping on all sides, extremely sweet. of fifteen.

Xiao Huai: …

Sorry for the 30 red envelopes today~ I am writing about emotional transitions recently, and I have been thinking about it for a long time.

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