Since we are all reborn, let’s arrest the senior!

Chapter 37 My Ex-wife!

Lu Mingze didn't explain either.

Doesn't he know that he will be misunderstood?

The two of them wandered around the mall aimlessly.

Whenever Meng Qingning saw a store that interested him, he would go in, walking around and stopping, as if he had forgotten that there was someone following him. He was probably just trying to make himself look busy!
However, Lu Mingze occasionally rubbed his shoulders.
Meng Qingning quickly slowed down her pace, and after Lu Mingze caught up, she finally walked side by side with Lu Mingze in silence.

Facing the dim night of the mountain city.

The two returned to the car.

"Turn around."

Lu Mingze looked at her absent-minded eyes and her restless hands, and asked knowingly, "What are you doing?"

"I'll turn around if you tell me to."

Meng Qingning felt like a masseuse, but when Lu Mingze turned his back to her.

She raised her little hand and placed it on Lu Mingze's shoulder.

Because it was summer, Lu Mingze was only wearing a thin short-sleeved shirt, and he could still feel the slight coolness on Meng Qingning's hands as she had just come out of the air-conditioned room.

"Oh." Lu Mingze said "Oh" meaningfully. He was worried that he was tired, so he massaged his shoulders.

"I troubled you to massage my feet before, and now you massage my shoulders. Thank you."

Meng Qingning clenched her fist and gently punched Lu Mingze's shoulder, then spat, "Don't talk."

Lu Mingze stopped talking and felt quite comfortable.

Meng Qingning's hands were soft and lacked strength, but they felt good when they pressed, and Lu Mingze felt refreshed. "A little here, a little there, please be harder."

"?????"

My Lord, Lu Mingze was enjoying it at the moment. Meng Qingning rolled her eyes and said, "That's enough, Lu Mingze, don't push it too far."

After saying that, he ignored Lu Mingze, bent down to the side, changed into flat shoes, and got ready to drive.

However, before driving, I received a phone call and chatted with him for a while.

Meng Qingning put away her phone and gently pulled her hair up.
"My aunt is planning to come to the mountain city to relax. I'm going to the airport soon. Should I take you back to the warehouse? Or the hotel?"

"That's it."

Lu Mingze fastened his seatbelt and said calmly, "Let's go to the airport."

"?"

Meng Qingning didn't react, "What do you mean?"

Lu Mingze: "Your aunt must have brought a lot of things when she went out to relax. It would be more convenient to have a boy."

Meng Qingning pursed her rosy lips and asked, "Why?"

Lu Mingze didn't look at her, but opened the car window as if to let in some fresh air. "Because she is your aunt."

Meng Qingning really felt that it was a bit ambiguous and she didn't want to get carried away, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise a little. She moved her little hand and let the music play melodiously in the car.

Lu Mingze turned his head and asked, "What song are you humming? It seems quite nice."

"No."

Meng Qingning pressed her rosy lips into a slit and tilted her neck back, trying to hide her joy.

Because this might make you seem too worthless.

It was around eleven o'clock.

The roar of airplane engines swirling the air could be heard in my ears, and suddenly, a large group of people began to leave the station.

Lu Mingze spotted his ex-wife in the crowd almost immediately. At the moment, 30-year-old Jiang Qian was wearing a dark long dress and had her hair tied up high, looking so elegant. As a dancer, she had an extremely good figure, and her frameless glasses highlighted her unique temperament. She was definitely the most special one in the crowd.

"Aunt Qian!"

"Ning Ning."

Jiang Qian walked over and obviously noticed Lu Mingze.

Meng Qingning hurriedly introduced her, "Aunt Qian, this is Lu Mingze, my college classmate."

Lu Mingze quickly took the suitcase from her hand, a complex look flashing across his eyes as he politely greeted her, "Aunt Qian."

Her luggage was quite heavy. After all, girls' things are sometimes like Doraemon's treasure box.

The box was quickly dragged onto the car.

"thank you."

Jiang Qian's voice sounded particularly intellectual, and her teaching qualities made her look serious. At this moment, she smiled brightly, "Student Lu Mingze."

"You are Meng Qingning's aunt, so you can call me Xiao Lu or Mingze."

Jiang Qian smiled and nodded.

"It's hot, let's get in the car first."

It was only a short distance, but Lu Mingze was already sweating profusely from lugging the suitcase. He got in the car and took the driver's seat.

From time to time, he looked through the rearview mirror at the two people who were chatting happily, but he still noticed Lu Mingze.

Jiang Qian asked with a smile:

"Xiao Lu, how old are you this year?"

"Almost 20."

"You're a junior this year, right?"

"I'm a little late in studying, sophomore year."

"I see. You're Ningning's friend. Don't be so reserved."

Lu Mingze smiled and said, "Aunt Qian is very kind, I'm not very reserved."

"Haha, really?"

Jiang Qian covered her mouth and smiled reservedly.

Looking through the rearview mirror, Lu Mingze saw Jiang Qian and Meng Qingning continue chatting, and his smile faded a little.
Who would have thought.

Hiding under this gentle body, the professor is actually a pervert who likes to watch her husband with other people!
Lu Mingze quietly helped his ex-wife drag the suitcase all the way back to Meng Qingning's house, and watched his ex-wife come in wearing slippers and pack her luggage.

The soft body is actually full of virtue.

Keep the house in order and recall the scenes of the previous life again
Lu Mingze used to think that she loved him and their home very much.
The result is a mirage
Standing at the door, there were so many memories of his life with his ex-wife that he was reluctant to go into the house.

"Hello, Lu Mingze"

Hear the voice of the culprit behind all this.

Lu Mingze finally suppressed all his thoughts and asked, "Well, what's wrong?"

".Aren't you going into the house?"

"I won't bother you and your aunt anymore. You probably have a lot to talk about."

Lu Mingze wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"."

Meng Qingning suddenly turned around, her hand still not completely pulling the high heels off. Half of the high heels dangled from her feet, revealing her ankles wrapped in flesh-colored stockings. She quickly stepped back on them, without a second thought, "Then I'll give it to you."

Well, I just think he is giving me face.

Because she is your aunt, so you love her as well as her family, right?

Meng Qingning no longer cared about whether Lu Mingze's gourd was worth selling or not. At worst, he could just sell himself and count the money for him.

She didn't want to use her brain anymore, she just wanted to hold on to this feeling
Just now, when Lu Mingze was driving, she would steal glances at him from behind from time to time.

Now I drive him there myself.

In the hotel garage, seeing Lu Mingze about to get out of the car, Meng Qingning took the initiative to call him.

I don’t know when she bought it secretly just now. Maybe it was when Lu Mingze went to the bathroom in the mall. She bought him a watch, an entry-level Omega, which cost about ten thousand yuan.

It's not expensive.

He stuffed it into Lu Mingze's hand and said, "Take it. I don't need your sweater."

It means reciprocity.

Sweater in exchange for a watch, this deal was worth it. Lu Mingze didn't refuse politely and took the box, "Thank you."

Seeing that he was about to get off the car again, Meng Qingning thought about it and called him again, "Hand me the sweater."

Lu Mingze didn't know what she was going to do, so he handed her the bag at his feet. Then he turned around and was surprised to see Meng Qingning take off her shirt and immediately put the sweater back on.

The originally plain black sweater suddenly formed a perfect curve.

"Okay, does it look good?"

Meng Qingning pursed her rosy lips.

You know what, it fits quite well, a bit tight, so it really shows off the figure.

Lu Mingting nodded: "It looks pretty good."

Eyes facing each other.

Meng Qingning seemed to notice his gaze and covered her mouth slightly, "Where are you looking?"

"sweater."

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Meng Qingning looked down at her chest, then took a deep breath, lifted her sweater, and turned her head to the side. Her ears were a little red.

"If you want to do it, just tell me and I'll let you do it."

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