Deliberately Contaminated

Jiang Huai was very close to her.

Under the setting sun, the young man's face was calm and beautiful, and the girl's gentle breathing was close at hand. As long as he lowered his head, he could touch Mingshuang's lips.

He treats her carefully, wanting to treat her like a treasure.

"How long will you last?" He looked at the girl with quiet eyes.

He still remembered the first day he saw Mingshuang.

- "She's tired of playing and will be next soon."

- "It's just a new picture for a while."

Jiang Huai grew up with nothing, no father, no mother, and was displaced from childhood.

He wanted a piece of it that was entirely his own.

From the first day I had that dream.

He knew he was done. Since then, he has fallen into a vortex of completely uncontrollable monopoly and huge pain.

Mingshuang stood on tiptoe and suddenly smiled, "Who knows what will happen in the future."

"Brother, we don't want forever, can't we just fight for the day and night." The girl's voice was a little loose, and she looked into the distance.

Mingshuang scoffs the most when a man says such things to her. Ming Licheng is a living example. She has seen many such people in the circle. How can she know what will happen tomorrow? These false love words are the cheapest and meaningless things in the world.

If it were someone else, Mingshuang might be able to coax her, saying that it would be hard to just love you all her life. In fact, she also coaxed Jiang Huai many times.

However, this time, facing him, she didn't want to say that.

Jiang Huai is like a pure fresh snow, high above, cold, pure and beautiful.

The first time they met, she liked him, and couldn't resist possessive and destructive desires. She wanted to pull him off the altar, tarnish him, and tell him to abandon this wrong idea.

Mingshuang doesn't like others to make conditions with her, and she doesn't want to be tied and bound by others.

Even if she has no other sweetheart now, who knows in the future. Could it be that he still wants to be tied to her for the rest of his life?

Sooner or later, there will be a time when Jiang Huai is willing to surrender to her.

"There are so many people chasing me." Mingshuang said, "I can't count them."

From childhood to adulthood, Mingshuang has always been in need of suitors, but she has high vision and few people can see it.

The pure white dragon was quite heavy, and Mingshuang held it, thinking that he would not be able to walk home, and was about to call someone to pick it up.

Jiang Huai's lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something.

A black Mercedes-Benz stopped beside the two, and the window rolled down, revealing Jiang Qianzhang's face.

Jiang Qianzhang's face was ugly. After he left the mall just now, he always felt annoyed. He called Huang Teng and asked someone to pick him up. Unexpectedly, when he saw Mingshuang and Jiang Huai walking in front, he called people parking.

He witnessed that moment with his own eyes and looked behind him. Under the dusk, the shadows of the boys and girls are as beautiful as a fantasy, and they seem to be a perfect match.

"Is he really your boyfriend?" Jiang Qianzhang stared at Mingshuang, "Are you kidding me?"

"Are you a pervert?" Mingshuang scolded him, her voice crisp and tender, "Stalker?"

Jiang Qianzhang wasn't angry even after being scolded by her, but his heart was a little hot.

He didn't think Jiang Huai would be her taste, and at most he would play with him. Jiang Qianzhang still remembers this boy. It has been so long since they last met, and Mingshuang is still not tired of playing. This kind of boring good student deserves a high look at Mingshuang.

Huang Teng got down from the front passenger and saw Jiang Huai with an unpredictable expression.

He heard this conversation completely outside Jiang Chengting's study that day, and he also knew something about the identity of the boy.

"Little young master." Huang Teng greeted him with a smile. He is a man of talent. He knows about Jiang Huai's life experience and Jiang Chengting's attitude towards him, so he naturally quickly prepared the best way to treat him.

Jiang Qianzhang widened his eyes and looked at Huang Teng, "You know him, what do you call him?"

Huang Teng is Jiang Chengting's personal secretary and confidant, and he will handle many things. Because of his fear of Jiang Chengting, Jiang Qianzhang and Huang Teng seldom spoke since childhood. Every time they talked to him, he always had the illusion that he was being monitored by his father.

Jiang Huai's expression was indifferent, as if these things had nothing to do with him at all.

He was originally such a person, as if he was not in this world, few things could stir his emotions.

Mingshuang hated Jiang Qianzhang very much. When the Ming family car arrived, she hugged the little dragon and got in the car and went home.

"Go, go back." Jiang Qianzhang said stiffly.

In the car, Jiang Qianzhang received a call from Xiao Heng, "Young Master Jiang, where are you now?"

Jiang Qianzhang leaned against the back of the chair lazily, "What?"

"Qingxiao is still taking you there." Xiao Heng said cautiously, "Today is her birthday, so let's save face."

Lin Qingxiao is the international school flower. The former school beauty was Mingshuang. Later, when Mingshuang changed schools, the school beauty became Lin Qingxiao. After Jiang Qianzhang broke up with his ex-girlfriend, he started dating Lin Qingxiao last month.

She was wearing a skirt and was waiting for Jiang Qianzhang in the box. All her classmates and friends were watching her. She was thin-skinned. Seeing that Xiao Heng had made three or four calls, Jiang Qianzhang had still not heard from him. She was embarrassed and angry. Tears were in his eyes.

Jiang Qianzhang felt disillusioned.

"I just went to buy her a present, so I'm late." He said perfunctorily, "I didn't buy it, you see what she wants, just buy it by myself and swipe my card."

Anyway, the most important thing that Xiao Jiang Shao lacks is money.

After hanging up the phone, he thought of Mingshuang and the boy again, and he always felt that something was wrong.

He glanced at Huang Teng, who was sitting in the front row, and knew that he was an old fox. If he asked him himself, he would definitely not be able to ask anything. Jiang Qianzhang logged into Tanfu's official website and found Jiang Huai's photo in the excellent school column on the first page.

The young man's expression was still so indifferent, quietly staring straight out of the camera, his facial features impeccable.

"You help me find this person." Jiang Qianzhang downloaded the picture and sent it to Xiao Heng.

He always felt that the facial features and demeanor seemed familiar somewhere, and Jiang Qianzhang couldn't help frowning tightly.

After parting with Jiang Huai that day, Mingshuang and Xu Duanduan went out to play for a few days and relaxed.

The house is still empty these days.

Mingshuang pondered that this kind of emptiness is much better than some people occupying a magpie's nest at home.

Jiang Huai did not accept her transfer, and the transfer was returned to her account.

That little dragon became a gift from him.

Does it count?

Mingshuang sat cross-legged on the bed and looked at her closet.

Fortunately, her luxurious princess bed was spacious enough to visit this little flying dragon that was nearly one meter in the audience. It felt so fluffy when touched, Mingshuang couldn't help burying her face in it, thinking of Jiang Huai again.

His avatar is a rabbit, and Mingshuang's avatar is a little dragon with open teeth and claws. She gave Jiang Huai a little rabbit, but Jiang Huai gave her a little flying dragon.

Mingshuang hugged the little dragon in her arms and kneaded it round and flat.

Suddenly, a bad intention came up and sent a WeChat to Jiang Huai.

Sixteen Yuan: [How about naming it Xiaohuai? 】

In the picture, the girl is holding the huge dragon tightly in her arms, with her limbs intertwined, and you can see her slender legs and white and tender feet.

Post pictures. Mingshuang jumped out of bed, and the desk light was still on. She went out to play yesterday, and she hasn't finished writing on May 3, so she plans to continue writing today's amount.

Suddenly, the sound of a car motor came from downstairs.

When Mingshuang went out, Ming Licheng actually came back. She looked left and right, but she didn't see Gu Zhizhi and Gu Wanning.

"Why didn't you go to Europe with your wife and children?" The girl stood at the top of the stairs. His chin was slightly raised, and there was a bit of sarcasm in his voice.

Ming Licheng paused, looked at his daughter, and was angry, "Mingshuang, can't you speak properly?"

"Where are you going, Dad will accompany you." He tried his best to suppress his temper, "If you don't want to go to Europe, forget it."

Mingshuang said, "I don't go anywhere, I study at home."

Speaking of which, she started to learn during this time, only to realize how much she had laid down before, "Find me a teacher next time."

Ming Licheng was somewhat surprised and agreed, "Okay."

"Your father didn't give you the reward for the last exam." He added, "Tanzhou Jiangxin has developed a small villa area. I think there is a building near the water and a yard that is very suitable for you. You are also 18 years old. Now, the house has been renovated, you can take a look next week and treat it as a gift from your father if you like it."

Mingshuang, "Oh."

"However, this is also mine," she said suddenly, looking around the house.

"Forget your wife." She held the handrail in her hand, looked at Ming Licheng, and blinked, "Dad, why does her niece feel like she's coming home when she enters my house?"

"Am I her daughter, or is she your daughter?"

For a long time, Mingshuang didn't speak to Ming Licheng in such a relatively peaceful tone. Before, every sentence was a gun and a stick. Ming Licheng was stunned for a while, his tone softened, and he glanced at his daughter, " nonsense."

The Ming family is a famous family, and Mingshuang is his only daughter. Because the three brothers of the Ming family are all sons, and they are all much older than Mingshuang, only one Mingxiao is slightly closer, but five years older than Mingshuang, Mingshuang is the only one in this generation. girl.

Ming Licheng has been busy with work, and with the matter of Mingshuang's mother, he actually always felt that he owed his daughter in his heart.

No matter how confused Ming Licheng is, it is impossible for him to feel that Gu Zhizhi is closer to him.

"Dad, you don't act like that." Mingshuang laughed.

"Mom's festival is coming soon. I'll ask Brother Lu to come to worship next week," she said.

Then, regardless of Ming Licheng, he returned to his room.

She knew that Gu Wanning always liked to say that Gu Zhizhi was very pitiful, her parents divorced, and no one cared since she was a child.

But what about her? Her mother passed away long ago. In such a way, Ming Licheng has an inescapable responsibility for this matter, and Mingshuang hopes to remind him to remember.

When Mingshuang returned home, Jiang Huai's message had arrived, and he didn't reply to her saying that the plush was named Xiao Huai, but only said that it was a gift.

Mingshuang lowered her eyes and looked down: [What are you doing? 】

Jiang Huai: [rest. 】

Sixteen Yuan: [Is your rabbit still there? 】

[Take a photo for me to see. 】

Soon, the phone rang,

It's that Melody's picture.

The girl smiled, her little feet were raised, and she said slowly: [Brother, what about your own. 】

[I want your photo, not the plush one. 】

The teenager went home after finishing tutoring. He had just come out of the bathroom, with no strands on his upper body, he was holding a towel and wringing out the water droplets from the tips of his black hair. Under the moonlight, the skin becomes more and more white as jade, the lips are red and the teeth are white, bright and beautiful.

At this moment, Mingshuang's text message jumped to the screen appropriately.

Jiang Huai really ignored her.

The girl's slender shoulders trembled with laughter.

The author says:

One more, and more later.

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