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Chapter 87 explains it all! (Please subscribe to the two-in-one version)

Lu Mingze's palm still carried Jiang Zimei's body temperature, but now it was painfully gripped by Jiang Qian's cold fingertips.

Jiang Zimei leaned against the entrance cabinet, watching this usually elegant and mature woman, like a drowning person grasping at driftwood, her mascara smudged into two gray streaks under her eyes.
Even the soft and tender feet wrapped in stockings are a little torn!

There are traces of floor contact everywhere.

Are you walking with high heels?

".Come in and talk."

Lu Mingze was silent for a few seconds and then stepped aside to make way. Jiang Zimei came over with a medicine box and handed it to Lu Mingze.

He saw her when he squatted down, mint green lace faintly visible under the hem of her shirt. Lu Mingze held a cotton swab in front of him and dipped it in iodine and applied it to the abrasion on Jiang Qian's knee.

Jiang Qian suddenly huddled in the corner of the sofa, her feet tucked back, "Don't touch it, it's dirty."

Lu Mingze ignored her, feeling the silky touch on his palm. "Don't move."

The wide lines on her fingertips made Jiang Qian stop moving.

Be obedient and let him catch you.

After simply applying the medicine, Lu Mingze stood up and helped her into the house. He quickly put a cup of warm water in her hand, and the glass wall was immediately covered with mist.

Jiang Zimei tacitly turned on the air conditioner and raised the temperature two degrees.

Jiang Qian sat on the sofa and held up the teacup, silent and depressed.

They all threatened her.

She is so miserable.

I wanted to speak, but I didn't know how to tell Lu Mingze.
That kind of thing is too difficult to talk about.

Lu Mingze didn't ask. No matter what evil he was planning, he would just deal with it as it came.

The crisp sound of porcelain bowls colliding came from the kitchen. Jiang Zimei was making ginger tea.

Lu Mingze noticed that her little hand trembled when she turned off the fire, and a few amber drops of red sugar syrup splashed on the stove.

"Stay here tonight."

Jiang Zimei came out with a tray, her hair still damp with kitchen steam. "The sheets in the second bedroom were just changed last week."

When she bent down to put the cup down, she raised her little hand and tidied her hair.

Jiang Qian put down the teacup, pursed her red lips and said with difficulty: "Is this too troublesome?"

"Don't be so reserved."

Jiang Zimei wrapped an ice cube in a towel and pressed it against her swollen eyelids. "I'm pretty straightforward. I've seen it all. Just relax and rest."

When I heard that.

Jiang Qian's ears felt hot.

However, seeing that Lu Mingze didn't say anything, which seemed to be his consent, he felt relieved.

If I cried so miserably.

Lu Mingze also abused her.

They all abused her.

She really couldn't live anymore.

Fortunately, although Lu Mingze was not too enthusiastic towards her, he did not drive her away. Was she too easy to satisfy now?
Jiang Qian lowered her eyes and asked, "Is there a charger?"

"Wait."

Lu Mingze spoke in a flat tone. He turned around and took out the charger to plug in Jiang Qian's phone. All the missed calls were from Meng Qingning.

When the latest WeChat message popped up, Jiang Zimei happened to be bending over to clear the teacups on the table.

"Auntie, you are not a good boy. Children like this usually get punished."

Jiang Zimei was stunned for a few seconds, then looked up and met Jiang Qian's gaze.
".You guys are having a pretty big time?"

Jiang Qian threw her phone away as if she had been electrocuted.

With a bang, the glass on the table fell to the ground and shattered.

Lu Mingze looked up and raised an eyebrow, "She started to mess with you like this?"

Jiang Qian noticed Lu Mingze's gaze, staggered back a few steps, nodded, and shook her head, unable to speak.
Anyway, anyway.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
The floor beneath my feet was also broken by broken glass.

Jiang Qian sucked in a breath through her rosy lips, but without crying out in pain, she silently bent down to pick up her phone and turned it off.

"Want to eat noodles?"

Jiang Zimei suddenly broke the silence, "There are still hand-rolled noodles in the refrigerator."

Jiang Qian stared blankly at the warm light from the open kitchen. She watched Jiang Zimei tie her apron into a bow. Her stomach growled, and she suddenly whispered, "Can you add two poached eggs?"

"Okay, wait a moment."

Amid the roar of the range hood, Lu Mingze squatted in front of Jiang Qian and dealt with the broken glass under her feet.

The Band-Aid was printed with a cartoon rabbit, a childish style that Jiang Zimei bought online.

"Tell me if it hurts."

His hand holding the tweezers paused. Although she cried heartbreakingly today, Lu Mingze always felt a sense of relief that he had never experienced in two lifetimes?
It's the kind of release that comes from figuring something out.

"Ningning she"

"If you don't want to talk about it, then don't mention it. I don't want to hear about him either." Lu Mingze lowered his head without even raising his eyelids.

The gap in Jiang Qian's manicure scraped across her skin. "Thank you, Lu Mingze."

I didn't embarrass her today.
"Hey, you must be hungry. Let's eat first." Jiang Zimei came over with a bowl of noodles, the heat blurring her glasses. She put a golden fried egg into Jiang Qian's bowl, "If you have anything to say, eat first."

Jiang Qian took small bites of the egg white and suddenly discovered peeled shrimp hidden at the bottom of the bowl.

When I looked up, I met Jiang Zimei's smiling eyes.

Zi Mei is not arrogant at all and is very good at taking care of others.

Jiang Qian ate it in small bites, and her throat felt warm.

She was originally a virtuous person.

I got up to clean up the dishes and wash them.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zimei pushed him with a smile, "Just take a rest. I'll make the bed for you later."

I clearly can't remember Lu Mingze, but he is still so enthusiastic towards me.

This woman is too much.
No wonder Mingze likes it.

I feel comfortable getting along with you, not to mention that you don't want others to know that Aunt Qian is on the other side.
Jiang Qian rushed to make the bed, holding the sheets with her hands, and her mood was much calmer.

When it was done, I sat down on the edge of the bed.

Lu Mingze pushed open the door holding a blanket and saw Jiang Qian staring at the moonlight outside the window.

"Want to play games online? Zimei wants you to join us."

He tossed the Switch over. "Mario Kart."

Jiang Qian came to her senses and hurriedly caught it, her wrist hitting the windowsill with a dull sound.
"Okay okay."

You wouldn't say how close Lu Mingze is, but do you think he messed with himself like he did before?

Definitely not
When Jiang Zimei squeezed in holding a pillow, she saw a mushroom cloud exploding on the screen and Jiang Qian's Kuba car knocked Lu Mingze into the lava.

"Rookies peck each other."

She joined the battle with a sneer, and immediately shoved her feet into Lu Mingze's calves, making him shiver with cold.

The three of them squeezed into the lazy sofa with their legs touching and started a vigorous three-person game.

"Hey, don't touch my feet, can't you handle it?"

Lu Mingze sat in the middle, with Jiang Zimei's thigh on his left. When she saw that she was lagging behind, she pushed herself into Lu Mingze's arms, rubbing his calves and pinching the fat on her belly.

This made Lu Mingze feel itchy and he banged his head against the wall several times.

On the right side, Jiang Qian's long and beautiful legs were stretched out obediently, motionless, and she was a little afraid of getting close to Lu Mingze.

Only when Lu Mingze was rubbed by Jiang Zimei's feet could he feel that familiar touch. It was itchy.

From time to time, he would turn his head to look at the two people who were talking and laughing.

Jiang Qian suddenly had the urge to join them but didn't take that hurdle.

Because once you take a step forward, there's no turning back.
the next day.

As the morning light streamed through the gauze curtains, Jiang Zimei was standing on tiptoe to reach the coffee beans on the top shelf of the cupboard.

The mint green suspender nightgown slid to the top of her thighs, revealing the new tattoo on her waist.

"Sister Qian, do you want pour-over or Italian style?"

After last night's contact.

After all, Jiang Qian was a few years older than her, and Jiang Zimei had no intention of competing with her, so she simply called her sister based on her age. What's more, she was the leader of the school!
Jiang Qian felt a little awkward at first.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zimei was straightforward. "First come, first served. You guys did it first, so it's not too much for me to call you sister."

What sister?

It feels like the harem of Huanhuan Zhuan.
She turned around while shaking the measuring spoon and found Jiang Qian staring at the cooking counter in a daze.

The dew-covered peony was placed in the mug. It was brought back by Lu Mingze from the morning market during his morning run.

The kitchen door was suddenly pushed open, and Lu Mingze came in carrying fried dough sticks, his sports headband still dripping with sweat.

He casually put the iced soy milk on Jiang Qian's face, which startled her so much that she drew a long line on her phone.

"Hiss—" Jiang Qian covered her frozen cheek and looked up, just in time to see beads of sweat on the boy's Adam's apple rolling into his collar.

She hurriedly covered her ears, which were suddenly hot, with her palms: "Ouch, Lu Mingze, you..."

It had been a long time since Lu Mingze had teased her, and Jiang Qian's heart skipped a beat.

Jiang Zimei suddenly put her arms around her neck from behind, and her breath with the aroma of coffee sprayed behind her ears: "Wow, how long has it been since you two made out? You blushed just because I gave you a cold face, is that really necessary?"

Jiang Qian felt quite awkward at first when Jiang Zimei held her hand, but she didn't mind at all.

The main reason is that this woman is too smart and not annoying at all. She always calls him "sister" and she holds an important position in Lu Mingze's heart.

"Zi Mei, please stop teasing your elder sister Jiang."

"Calling you Sister Jiang makes you look so old. You're obviously so young."

Jiang Zimei took the opportunity to pinch her arm and said, "Sister Qian, how do you maintain your skin? Why is it so good? Do you have any secrets?"

"How could I? Your skin is better. My skin is getting old, haha, it's almost broken."

"How could it collapse? It was clearly very strong."

Jiang Qian looked down at her chest and smiled helplessly, "Don't do it, don't do it."

"It's so white."

"Ouch, Zi Mei"

Jiang Zimei let go with a smile, "That's right, otherwise someone would take advantage of me later."

Lu Mingze had wandered around to the opposite side of the kitchen counter, pouring boiling hot soy milk into a celadon bowl. Hearing this, he paused for a moment, then cursed, "None of my business."

When the three of them were squeezed on the coffee table to eat breakfast, Jiang Zimei's feet sneaked under the hem of Jiang Qian's nightgown.

Jiang Qian was about to look at her when she suddenly noticed a thin blanket on her knees.

"If you don't have classes in the afternoon."

Lu Mingze suddenly spoke, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the corner of the book cover, "Do you want to go to the arcade?"

The subway handrail ring was shaking. Jiang Qian held the game coins that Jiang Zimei stuffed into her hand and watched two college students fighting over the claw machine.

Jiang Zimei tied the hoodie string of Lu Mingze's sweatshirt into a bow, which jumped as he controlled the joystick.

"Left! Further left!" Jiang Zimei, hanging on Lu Mingze's back, suddenly turned her head and winked at Jiang Qian, "Sister Qian, come over and help too."

Jiang Qian inexplicably placed her hand on the back of Lu Mingze's hand, and could feel the boy's taut biceps through the fabric of his sweatshirt.

The moment her claws accurately grasped the strawberry bear, Jiang Zimei clapped her hands like a girl.

"Here, the spoils are yours."

"Mingze." Jiang Qian couldn't believe it.

Lu Mingze stuffed the doll into Jiang Qian's arms. The tip of his ear still lingered with the warmth of his palms. He suddenly said, "It's okay if you don't want to talk about it now. You're crying so heartbreakingly. Let's just leave it at that for now."

Jiang Qian held the doll, lowered her head and took a deep breath, "It's not that I don't want to explain to you, there are some things that I can't face myself, but I..."

Jiang Zimei wisely went to the dance machine over there. Lu Mingze patted the doll's head and hummed, "Go ahead, I'm listening."

Hearing this, Jiang Qian held the doll a little lower, then stared at Lu Mingze and took a breath and said, "It's not easy for me to find a man. I didn't want to break up with you in the first place. I didn't want to do it before, I don't want to do it now, and I'm sure of it in the future."

"What about you before?"

Jiang Qian lowered her eyes for a moment, "I always felt that I owed Ningning a lot, and I never figured it out, so..."

Lu Mingze curled his lips and began to speak bluntly, "So after all this time, you abandoned me because of Meng Qingning? Then what did you say about being sure in the future? Do you think you love something that can be abandoned..."

He also wanted to make these things clear to Jiang Zimei! It's not a good thing to keep thinking about it all the time!

I didn't expect him to finish.

Jiang Qian gritted her teeth, looked up and said, "I didn't like men at all before."

"????????"

Lu Mingze's head buzzed. What kind of nonsense is this?
Seeing his expression, Jiang Qian pursed her lips into a slit. "Or rather, I don't even know what I like. Maybe it's bisexual."

"." Lu Mingze swallowed hard, "And then?"

"Me and Meng Qingning's mother."

Lu Mingze raised his hand on the spot and said, "Stop, stop, wait a moment, let me reboot my brain."

After Jiang Qian said this, she finally felt a lot more relaxed!

Her rosy lips forced a helpless smile. "It was only after I realized that this was not right that I explained everything to Jiang Yun. Then she felt that I had betrayed her and immediately married the man who was chasing me all day long."

Lu Mingze: "Okay, go ahead. I think I'm starting to understand now."

"Ningning's mother really doesn't like men, so she's never been touched by anyone."

Mother? Never touched?
No, bro.
".Then Meng Qingning."

Lu Mingze seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Jiang Qian understood and sighed, "She is the daughter of that man's first love."

Is this still Chinese? I can clearly recognize the individual characters, but when put together, I can't quite recognize them.
Lu Mingze's expression became a little strange.

"."

Jiang Qian's eyelashes touched slightly, "What's wrong?"

Lu Mingze: "Nothing, it just crashed again."

Jiang Qian fell silent, waiting for Lu Mingze to absorb it. "Then what about the punishment Meng Qingning mentioned yesterday? You think so much about her, and she punishes you?"

Jiang Qian's nose felt a little sore when she heard this. "You know she installed a camera at home."

Lu Mingze nodded.

"Jiang Yun got divorced and came to me to get mad. Yeah, it was filmed."

Jiang Qian sniffed and confessed everything.

"."

In his previous life, he would have been exhausted just from dealing with Meng Qingning's crazy attack.

Two ex-wives?
What's more, I have been driven crazy. I blame Jiang Qian for everything, right?

Lu Mingze's silence was deafening, lasting one second, two seconds, three seconds. Suddenly, he sighed and said, "Professor Jiang, you have indeed worked hard."

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