Chapter 771 Mingcheng Qinghuan (5)

  Chapter 771 Mingcheng Qinghuan (5)

   For the next few days, Mo Qinghuan stayed at Kang Mingcheng’s house.

  As he said, he is in charge of three meals a day, and there are hourly workers in sanitation. When Kang Mingcheng goes to class, she reads at home and changes the water for roses.

  There is a bookshelf in Kangming City, but they are all about art books. Mo Qinghuan complained inadvertently while eating.

  When Kang Mingcheng came back in the afternoon, he carried a big bag full of books.

   There are flower art, fashion, and even the latest fashion magazines, and they are all new books that have not been opened.

  Mo Qinghuan looked at it for a few days, realized it later, and asked curiously: “There should be a library in Mexico City University, why didn’t you borrow it, but bought a new one instead.”

  Borrowing books should be more convenient.

   “Mexico City University has a library, but the books you want to read are all outdated.” Kang Mingcheng replied while drawing, “I remember you don’t like to use things that others have used for a long time.”

  Mo Qinghuan’s movements of flipping the pages of the book paused slightly, but he didn’t expect him to remember such a small thing.

   “That’s all in the past, it’s been changed a long time ago.” She pursed her lips lightly, “It’s a waste of not reading a new book after reading it once, so you can donate it for me later.”

   Hearing this, Kang Mingcheng looked up at her, and the lights were pouring down from above. Her whole body had lost her youthful beauty and brightness, but she had the foundation of time, which was another kind of mature beauty.

  Mo Qinghuan noticed that he was staring at her with burning eyes for a long time, and raised her head slightly, “What’s wrong?”

   “It’s nothing.” Kang Mingcheng withdrew his gaze, “It’s almost finished.”

  Mo Qinghuan got up and walked behind him, looking at herself on the drawing paper, her heart skipped a beat unexpectedly.

  The self in the painting seems to have overlapped with many previous selves, those youthful times that they can no longer go back to.

   “You draw me so beautifully.”

   It was and it is now.

  Kang Mingcheng’s thin lips hooked lightly, “You have always been good-looking, I just put your beauty on paper.”

  If Xiaonian wanted to say this, she would dislike greasy things, but when she said it from his mouth, Mo Qinghuan didn’t think it was greasy, but instead had a kind of persuasive force.

   “For the sake of drawing me so well, I will give you a reward.”

“what?”

  Mo Qinghuan lowered her head and kissed him on the lips.

  When he was about to get up, Kang Mingcheng clasped her slender waist, hugged her into his arms, and lowered his head to precisely grab the soft red lips.

  The palette fell to the ground, and the colorful paints were stained on the floor, and the floor was full of colors.

  Mo Qinghuan once forgot that she only regarded Kang Mingcheng as a P friend, and when she got tired of playing, she kicked him away.

  Until Kang Mingcheng took her out for dinner, they met an unexpected guest in the restaurant.

  Jiang Xue stood in front of them wearing a white dress, looking at Kang Mingcheng pitifully and aggrievedly, “Mingcheng, who is she?”

  The word “Mingcheng” made Mo Qinghuan slightly frowned. She knew very well that after so many years of separation, it was impossible for Kangmingcheng not to have had other women, but she was still very upset when she really appeared in front of her.

  Kang Mingcheng glanced indifferently, and his tone became even lighter, “It has nothing to do with you.”

  Jiang Xue’s eyes turned red all of a sudden, “Mingcheng, I really knew I was wrong about the past. Lin Zhihuan and I have lost contact for a long time, how long will you be angry?”

   This is very ambiguous, it seems that they have not broken up.

   “I told you very clearly before that we are over.” In front of Mo Qinghuan, Kang Mingcheng admitted his relationship with Jiang Xue without any concealment.

   They used to be together but separated long ago.

   “Why?” Jiang Xue pointed at Mo Qinghuan angrily and asked, “Is it because of this old woman?”

old?

  Mo Qinghuan frowned and raised her eyelids to look at Jiang Xue a few more times.

  Looks like 24 or 5. She is quite young, but unfortunately she has no brains.

Kang Mingcheng looked at her pointing at Mo Qinghuan, his face sank visible to the naked eye, and his tone became more and more bad, “Jiang Xue, don’t do things that make me hate you. Adults should behave like adults, so we can get together and relax , respect each other.”

  At the beginning, he accepted Jiang Xue’s pursuit because he thought she was gentle and obedient, and would not stalk her even if it was a breakup, but now he realized that he was wrong.

  Jiang Xue is not the gentle and obedient type at all.

  His warning did not stop Jiang Xue from stopping, but she became more excited and asked angrily: “What’s wrong with her? She’s quite old, and the top and bottom are equally loose. Even if you want to change the taste, you should change it…”

  Before he finished speaking, he was reprimanded by Kang Mingcheng, “Shut up!”

  The deep eyes were full of violence, looking at Jiang Xue as if she wanted to kill someone.

  Jiang Xue had never seen his expression before, trembling with fright, she pursed her lips and did not speak.

   “Heh.” Mo Qinghuan sneered, and when he stood up and raised his eyes, he couldn’t hide his gaze alone.

   “Although I don’t know why you two separated, I know why Kang Mingcheng doesn’t want to get back together with you.”

  She smiled lightly, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes, “You know what?”

   “I, I don’t know, you know?”

  She picked up her bag and said to Jiang Xue, “Men will like cute and beautiful women, and they will also cherish obedient and sensible women, but they will not like a shrew.”

  Jiang Xue’s pupils froze for a moment, but her lips twitched, but she still couldn’t say a complete sentence.

  ”Instead of asking why he doesn’t love you anymore, it’s better to ask what is in you that is worthy of his love.”

  After speaking, Mo Qinghuan stepped away.

   My appetite for eating was lost, so I stopped eating.

  Kang Mingcheng got up and was about to walk with Mo Qinghuan. When he passed by Jiang Xue’s side, he paused, and his voice was as cold as frost, “I don’t want to see you again.”

  Jiang Xue froze in place alone, and when she turned her head to look at his back, tears were streaming down her face.

  ***

  Mo Qinghuan didn’t go far after walking out of the restaurant, but wandered aimlessly along the street.

  Kang Mingcheng walked beside her, thought for a moment and said, “I have been with her for two years…”

   “There’s no need to tell me about your past.” Mo Qinghuan interrupted him, “It doesn’t matter to us.”

  Kang Mingcheng’s eyes darkened slightly, and he asked meaningfully: “Are we okay?”

   “Oh, we are related…” Mo Qinghuan smiled indifferently, “Bed partner relationship.”

   “Mo Qinghuan.” Kang Mingcheng had never said a single harsh word to her during this period, and he hadn’t even turned his face away, but now his face was full of anger because of her four words.

  Mo Qinghuan is not Jiang Xue, so she won’t be intimidated by his sullenness, “Kang Mingcheng, maybe we should end…”

   Before he finished speaking, he interrupted, “Impossible.”

  He clasped the back of her neck with his big palm, and without giving her any chance to react, he directly pulled her over and lowered his head before nibbling on her lips.

  That’s right, it was gnawed, as if venting emotions instead of kissing.

  Mo Qinghuan wanted to push him away, but the more she pushed, the tighter Kang Mingcheng hugged him.

   Almost want to strangle the bones.

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See you tomorrow.

  (end of this chapter)