The doctor's hands cover the sky, and the male gods can't stand high

Chapter 57
"Ziqian, you are so kind to Xiaolu!"

Jiang Luan turned to look at the trash can next to him, the bags inside were just changed.

Cheng Ziqian froze for a moment, put the cleaned pot back on the stove, pursed his lips, and asked hesitantly, "Sister Luan, will you be with Brother Xuan again?"

"Miss, Master Cheng, the eldest son is here!"

As soon as Cheng Ziqian finished speaking, Aunt Chen's voice came from the living room. Jiang Luan was taken aback, but Cheng Ziqian frowned and hummed displeasedly: "I didn't make his breakfast, but he is quite good at catching up on time." of."

Jiang Luan was amused by Cheng Ziqian's cute appearance, picked up the plate on the glass platform, and stood on the same front with him

"If there is no share for him, then let him watch us eat!"

Mo Qingxuan, who came in from the entrance, heard what the two of them said, not only was not angry, but also laughed. It seems that the eldest son is in a good mood today: "I don't care for your breakfast, Luaner, don't eat Ziqian's cooking." Be careful of diarrhea. I'll take you out to eat, after breakfast, go directly to the airport, and we'll pick up Aunt Bai back in the afternoon. "

"Mo Qingxuan, don't go too far, who said that I would have diarrhea after eating my breakfast. Sister Luan'er, don't listen to him."

Cheng Ziqian walked out of the kitchen with a pot of porridge, and glanced coldly at Mo Qingxuan.

"You're not deaf, I said so, you just need to be responsible for cooking for Xiaolu, Luan'er doesn't need you to take care of her."

Mo Qingxuan didn't give him any face, took the plate from Luan'er's hand, strode to the dining room, put the plate on the table, turned around and left the restaurant, pulled Luan'er up and left.

"Hey, Ah Xuan, Ziqian has already prepared breakfast, it would be a waste if you don't eat it. You wait for me, eat before leaving."

Jiang Luan struggled, but it's a pity that Mo Qingxuan, a domineering man, couldn't struggle once he caught him.

Mo Qingxuan stopped, turned to look at her, and said domineeringly: "It's better to waste the breakfast he made than the breakfast I brought. Let's go, at worst, he will call Xiaolu up to eat together. You don't need to wrong yourself." Stomach, I brought you crystal shrimp dumplings and salted egg yolk."

Jiang Luan looked at Mo Qingxuan in surprise, what he said was salted egg yolk, not salted duck egg, but egg yolk, egg yolk!

Mo Qingxuan smiled, satisfied that she understood what he said, his eyes deepened, and he said gently: "Yes, it's the egg yolk. I ate the egg white and kept the egg yolk for you."

"..."

Jiang Luan's heartbeat was out of rhythm again, and he looked away from him. With a casual glance, he saw Jiang Lu standing there quietly at the stairs on the second floor.

Her chaotic heartbeat suddenly sank.

Jiang Lu's eyes landed on their hands, and the sadness in her eyes instantly turned into countless steel needles piercing her heart.

"Xiaolu, you're awake, why don't you come down?"

Jiang Luan pulled out the hand held by Mo Qingxuan in a panic, smiled forcedly, and looked at Jiang Lu on the second floor.

Cheng Ziqian had just left a pot of porridge and came out of the dining room. Hearing Jiang Luan's voice, he turned his head in astonishment and saw Jiang Lu's pale face on the second floor, with unconcealable sadness in his brows and eyes. His heart tightened, Walk over there in big strides, and take two steps up the stairs in three steps at the same time.

Jiang Lu didn't speak, she stood stiffly on the stairs with her slender body, she pursed her lips tightly, her eyes silently looked at Mo Qingxuan and Jiang Luan downstairs, layers of sorrow flooded her heart like a tide, Over the nose, into the eye sockets...

Cheng Ziqian's tall and straight figure came into sight, and her clear voice fell in her ears: "Xiao Lu, I will help you down."

"No, I still want to go back to sleep."

Jiang Lu slapped his outstretched hand away. With red eyes, she turned around, held on to the handrail of the stairs, and walked towards the room step by step.

"Xiaolu, I've made breakfast, you can eat some breakfast before going to bed."

Cheng Ziqian chased after him, persuading him with concern.

"Ziqian, go back, I don't need any of you to take care of me."

The road ahead was blocked by Cheng Ziqian's slender figure, and Jiang Lu had to stop. Her slightly upturned face was glowing with a layer of white, which was in stark contrast to her red eyes.

Cheng Ziqian's face changed slightly, looking at her with distressed and firm eyes, and his tone was gentle: "I'll help you back to your room."

"I said I don't want you to help me, and I don't want you to take care of me. Go away!"

Jiang Lu suddenly pushed him hard and yelled at him excitedly and angrily. She didn't know what was wrong, but she just felt so uncomfortable, her heart seemed to be blocked with rocks, and she couldn't breathe.

There was a voice in my heart saying that brother Qingxuan had been lying to her all along, and so was her sister.

He said that he would take care of her for the rest of his life, and that he would get engaged to her. They were all lies. He only had her sister in his heart, so why did he lie to her again and again?

Her elder sister also said that there was no possibility for her and Brother Qingxuan, and that she was the young mistress of the Mo family and Brother Qingxuan's future wife, but why, they kept her behind and entangled each other.

Cheng Ziqian was pushed back two steps by Jiang Lu, before he stabilized his body. Mo Qingxuan strode up the stairwell, and winked at Cheng Ziqian, signaling him to go down first, then turned to look at the sad Jiang Lu , said calmly: "Xiaolu, go back to your room, let's talk."

He didn't give her a chance to speak, nor did he reach out to help her, he just passed her and entered the room.

When Jiang Lu walked into the room, Mo Qingxuan was sitting on the fabric sofa. His handsome body was leaning against the sofa, his slender legs crossed, his expression was dull, and his whole body was shrouded in a layer of ruthless indifference.

In the huge bedroom, the air was so thin that it was hard to breathe.

Every time Jiang Lu took a step, her heart sank a little.

She walked to the sofa and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

"Xiaolu, sit down!"

Mo Qingxuan frowned lightly, his voice was clear and indifferent, lacking the gentleness of the past, and exuding an undeniable majesty invisibly, Jiang Lu stiffened, stood there stubbornly, and said bluntly: "Brother Qingxuan, I will Stand up and tell me."

She vaguely guessed what he was going to say, and that was the last thing she wanted to hear. She had been fearful for a month, and this day finally came?
Mo Qingxuan's eyes deepened slightly. Seeing that she was unwilling to sit down, he no longer forced himself. He lightly pursed the corner of his lower lip, and his deep voice sounded calmly in the room: "Xiaolu, your sister and I haven't been born yet." , I decided on baby kiss."

"Brother Qingxuan, have you lied to me before?"

As soon as Mo Qingxuan's words came out of his mouth, Jiang Lu's eyes burst into tears. She interrupted his words and asked with sobs, feeling as sad as if she was about to die.

Mo Qingxuan's expression changed. When he saw her tears, he would also feel distressed, but this kind of distress was a brother's distress for his sister, not a man's distress for a woman.

"No."

Mo Qingxuan's deep eyes met her questioning eyes, and said frankly: "Before your sister comes back, I really want to take care of you and Aunt Bai for her for the rest of her life. After she came back, when she learned about our relationship, she began to reject me." Thousands of miles away. These days, I have been convincing myself to fulfill my promise to you and get engaged to you. But now I find that I can't do it. "

"Xiao Lu, I have always regarded you as my own sister, just like I do to Ran Ran. Even if we are engaged to get married, my relationship with you is just like that of a brother to a sister. That will only ruin your happiness."

"But, I love you, I love you very much!"

Jiang Lu shouted excitedly, she loves him so much, why can't he try to love her too.

Mo Qingxuan frowned with a headache, stood up from the sofa with a tall and tall body, and was immediately a head taller than her. Unmoved by her confession, he stared into her eyes calmly, and said lightly: "Xiaolu, you have been a child since childhood." When you grow up, you will know that I will be your brother-in-law in the future. I am sorry that these four years have caused you this illusion. You are still young and do not understand love. Maybe one day you will find that you are not love for me, but dependence. Over the years, I have replaced your relatives, and you have relied on me as a relative."

Jiang Lu's face was as white as snow, her body was trembling with sadness, her eyes were blurred by tears, she couldn't see Mo Qingxuan's exquisite facial features clearly, only a cold outline could be seen, his words were like a knife cutting through her heart.

With a heart, the blood flows like a beet in an instant!
He may not love her, but he cannot deny her love.

She shook her head sadly, her sobbing words were full of stubbornness: "Brother Qingxuan, you are denying my feelings just to be with my sister, right? I have never been in love, but I know what love is. I just love you. Compared to me, you don't know what love is. You and my sister have been fighting since childhood, and you are just a man's desire to conquer her. How can we get along so harmoniously. "

Xiaolu's reaction was expected by Mo Qingxuan, his handsome brows were lightly frowned, and his expression was still cold and indifferent.Except for Jiang Luan, he would not have much emotional fluctuations with anyone or anything, and said calmly: "Xiaolu, you blame me for denying your feelings, but you also denied my feelings for your sister, In this way, we are even. In the past, I shouldn’t have made you so dependent on me. You are an independent individual and should have your own life. After a while, I’ll have someone deliver your belongings, and your sister is back , your mother will be back soon, with them to accompany you..."

Jiang Lu swayed, and she tried her best to suppress the turbulent sadness in her heart, and smiled miserably: "Brother Qingxuan, you don't need someone to give it to you, I just go and get my things back by myself!"

She knew that it would be futile to say anything else. No one can change what he decides. On the surface, he has treated her extremely well in the past four years, but all of this is because of her sister, because she is Jiang Luan sister.

In the past, she didn't want to admit this fact, and lied to herself, saying that brother Qingxuan liked her and was good to her.

Now he is eager to drive her out of Qingluan Court. He wants to give her sister to live there. She has lived in Jiang Lu for four years, but she can't compare to Jiang Luan who has been away for four years and only came back for a month. The irony is that , her sister has always been unwilling to live in Qingluan Court.

As good as he was to her sister, he was ruthless to her.

Not wanting to humiliate herself any more, she turned around and ran after she finished saying that. It was indeed necessary to run. She didn't even care about her injured leg, endured the pain, and ran out of the room.

Jiang Luan's slender figure was standing on the stairs on the first floor, her slightly upturned face was faintly pale, the corners of her lips were slightly pursed, and she was looking worriedly at the second floor.

When Cheng Ziqian was about to go downstairs, he heard the door of the room behind him open.

He turned his head and saw Jiang Lu running out crying, his heart tightened immediately, and he called out with concern: "Xiao Lu!"

Jiang Lu didn't look at him, she covered her mouth with one hand, and ran past him. Cheng Ziqian stretched out his hand to pull her, and asked worriedly, "Xiao Lu, where are you going?"

"Do you tube!"

Jiang Lu cried and replied, trying her best to free Cheng Ziqian from grabbing her arm.

When he ran to the stairs, Cheng Ziqian grabbed his hand again, his handsome face was full of concern, his eyes were fixed on her, and he softly comforted her: "Xiaolu, I know you are sad, but your leg hurts. If you are injured, don't run, please tell me where you want to go, and I will go with you."

Jiang Lu twitched, seeing Jiang Luan who ran upstairs from the city in her dim vision, the sadness and grievance in her heart surged even more. Although she knew that her sister was not to blame for all this, and Mo Qingxuan belonged to her sister in the first place, but But she couldn't control the selfish self in her heart, and angrily pushed Cheng Ziqian away: "I don't want you to accompany me!"

(End of this chapter)