Bent By the Male Protagonist’s White Moonlight

Meng Xia withdrew her hand and took a half step back. She likes to be close to Ning Qingwan, but she is also afraid that too much contact will make her more obsessed with Ning Qingwan's kindness to her, and she will only be hurt by herself.

This is the third time Meng Xia has shown in a day, Ning Qingwan irritably pushed back the hair in front of her forehead, neither forcing it too hard, nor letting it go casually, so she let the footpath: "I have dinner with me. Let's go, I'll take you."

Meng Xia, who had just promised to accompany him to dinner during the day, obediently kept his promise.

Meng Xia took a break after the meal, and hesitated to ask Ning Qingwan when she could leave.

There was a wind outside the house, the glass door close to the backyard was open, the wind rustled the leaves and roared into the house, and the air could vaguely feel the dampness. It was sweltering like a stove, and thunderstorms would come at any time at night.

Ning Qingwan glanced at her, got up and closed the glass door.

The ground in the courtyard was soaked by the rain in an instant. The rain was not heavy at first, but after a while, with a dull thunder, the pouring rain poured down.

"Little Rabbit, it's raining." Ning Qingwan looked at the rain column outside the courtyard, suppressed the smile on her lips, and turned around with the same cold and calm look of the past, "Do you want to leave?"

Meng Xia was stunned. She walked to Ning Qingwan's side and saw the torrential rain through the glass door. The dense rain was blown against the glass by the strong wind, and it seemed that it would not stop for a while. Such a heavy rain was not suitable for Driving, it is too naive to mention it at this time.

After hesitating for a moment, she asked weakly, "Can I... can I stay for one night?"

Ning Qingwan couldn't hold back her laughter, she turned around when the corners of her lips curled up, pretending to be calm, "Yes."

There was a faint hint of triumph in her tone, Ning Qingwan turned on her phone and glanced at the 24-hour weather today sent to her by Cheng Xu, raised her eyebrows, and replied, "Quite accurate."

Cheng Xu, who was trapped in the bar, glanced at her phone and scratched her head in annoyance. She sent Ning Qingwan the weather report, but she forgot it, but Ning Qingwan also sent a message to thank her, feeling that she was subjected to ten thousand violence. hit.

"The bed in the guest room is not made. I'm too tired today. Sleep in my room at night."

This is what Ning Qingwan said to her before she went upstairs. Meng Xia wanted to say that she could shop by herself, but Ning Qingwan blocked her back before she could say anything.

"I'm too lazy to turn the sheets out."

So taking the clothes that Ning Qingwan gave her, she went to the bathroom of the guest room to take a shower, and when she entered the room, she glanced at the bed, and it was empty, not to mention no sheets, not even a quilt.

After taking a shower, Meng Xia stood in front of the window for a while, but the rain still didn't stop, and the wind hit the glass and meandered down. After doing the mental construction, she closed the nightgown on her body, and put on a half-wet long hair and went out the door.

Meng Xia walked to the door of Ning Qingwan's room, and just raised her hand to knock on the door, before the hand fell, the door was opened by half a person, and Ning Qingwan's elegant face came into view.

The long eyelashes fanned lightly, the tired color in his eyes was quickly suppressed, and then his eyes softened.

Ning Qingwan wiped her hair with a towel in one hand and the door handle in the other to completely open the door, and said warmly, "Come in."

The door was completely opened, and Ning Qingwan came into Meng Xia's field of vision. She was wearing only a silk shirt, several buttons on her neckline were unbuttoned, and there were small unwiped water droplets on her neck. The skin under the collar was snow-white, and the spring light was like a shadow. The hem of the clothes just passed the buttocks, and it was half covered with Ning Qingwan's movements.

Meng Xia bit her lower lip lightly, blushing and looking away uncomfortably, she was at a loss when she was nervous, and the psychological construction she had done was about to collapse.

Seeing her like this, the smile in Ning Qingwan's eyes deepened a bit. She raised her eyebrows and looked at the nightgown on her body. Fit body.

Unintentional behaviors are the most seductive. Meng Xia is completely unaware that he is biting his lower lip with a ruddy complexion. He looks pure and lustful.

Ning Qingwan closed her eyes, turned back to the room, and said naturally, "I'm going to blow my hair, you go to bed and watch TV for a while."

Meng Xia hesitantly moved into the room and climbed into the bed. The scent of Ning Qingwan was on the sheets and on the quilt, lingering around her body, wrapping her in a sweet fragrance, and she was immediately distracted. There was a funny show on the TV, but she could only hear the wind blowing from the hairdryer in the bathroom.

After Ning Qingwan came out of the bathroom after blowing her hair, she saw Meng Xia sitting sternly watching the comedy show, looking even more funny than the comedians in the show.

Ning Qingwan lifted the quilt and went to bed. From the moment she sat down, Meng Xia's nerves became even tighter. She smiled and asked knowingly, "Very nervous?"

Meng Xia pursed her lips and didn't answer. She sat by the edge of the bed, and if she moved another minute, she would fall off the bed.

"Why are you nervous?" Ning Qingwan stretched out her hand and took her arm, pulling her to her side, the little girl was as stiff as a piece of wood.

When some cold hands touched his arms through the silk nightgown, Meng Xia's back stiffened, trying to avoid the touch, so he obediently sat closer to Ning Qingwan, thinking about a Better excuse.

"Sleeping with idols, so I'm nervous." The explanation was extremely serious.

Ning Qingwan lowered her long eyelashes, her eyes dimmed for a moment, she didn't say anything, she simply closed her eyes and turned her neck, perhaps lying on her back in the bathtub for too long in the afternoon, her neck was sore and sore.

After a while, a warm hand covered her neck, and the little girl looked at her sideways with almond eyes, her soft and sweet voice overflowing from her pink lips.

"Sister, let me press it for you."

Ning Qingwan really lay on the bed unceremoniously, folded her hands on the pillow, buried half of her face between her arms, looked sideways at Meng Xia, her eyebrows curved, and she smiled like a fox, "Okay~ you Knead me."

The shirt on her body slipped a little with her raised arms because she moved too far, revealing her slender and fair waist. Further down, some **** **** wrapped her slender buttocks, and her legs were straight and slender. , very eye-catching.

Before Meng Xia wore a book, she never thought that she would bend a straight steel wire into a paper clip. At most, she only admired the beautiful beauties she looked at before, and at most she was envious of the **** body.

But looking at Ning Qingwan at the moment, she suddenly felt a little bit crazy, and when she was thinking about it, the phrase "I'm not bending" always came up and pulled her back to her senses.

Meng Xia looked away and kneaded along the meridians on Ning Qingwan's neck. When she reached the stagnation area, she exerted a little force. She kneaded in a clockwise circle for a while while carefully observing Ning Qingwan's expression. When she frowned slightly, Meng Xia reduced her strength.

"Does it hurt?"

Ning Qingwan snorted softly, "It's not too painful, the strength just now was fine." Rather than pain, it was more enjoyable.

Meng Xia used some force as she said, and Ning Qingwan narrowed her eyes comfortably, and sighed, "It's very comfortable, have you learned it, little rabbit?"

Meng Xia smiled happily and explained, "My father's shoulders and necks were always uncomfortable before. I learned a little from the massage master downstairs." After pinching his neck, his hands reached Ning Qingwan's shoulders.

"Should the shoulders and back be pressed?" A certain bunny who was praised for his kneading skills floated away.

So such a spontaneous recommendation, after taking the initiative to invite Ying, is full of regret and embarrassment.

Meng Xia knelt down on Ning Qingwan's side and pinched her shoulders. This awkward position was not a good way to use force.

After Meng Xia kneaded her shoulders a few times, Ning Qingwan seemed to feel that the kneading was not comfortable, and suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

After Meng Xia stopped what she was doing, Ning Qingwan sat up and unbuttoned her shirt. Under Meng Xia's stunned eyes, she took off her shirt. The curves on the side were uneven, and her lustrous, snow-white skin appeared in front of Meng Xia without warning.

The incident happened suddenly, Meng Xia gasped for breath and lost her mind. Before she could regain her senses, Ning Qingwan lay down again.

Only showing a thin back, Ning Qingwan said in a low voice, "Okay." After a while, he said, "Isn't it useless to sit next to me?"

Meng Xia suddenly came back to her senses, and her face blushed uncontrollably. She softened her voice and shook her head, "That's it, I'll use a little more energy."

The light in the room was soft white, and sprinkled a soft halo on the thin back. Ning Qingwan was thin, with a smooth back, beautiful lines around the spine, and a slender waistline.

Meng Xia froze slightly, trembling fingers and didn't dare to touch it, but seeing Ning Qingwan's indifferent expression, she felt that her wriggling was even more suspicious.

After hesitating for a moment, Meng Xia looked away with difficulty, took a deep breath, concentrated her thoughts, and focused on helping Ning Qingwan press her shoulders and neck.

The palm of his hand was warm on his shoulders, and he pressed his shoulders neither too lightly nor too hard. Ning Qingwan licked his lips, and after a few words, he asked casually, "What else can the little rabbit do besides this?"

"There's nothing to do." Meng Xia thought about it, "I can do housework."

Ning Qingwan raised her eyebrows, a little surprised: "Can you cook?"

She didn't expect Meng Xia to cook. After all, Xia Nianzhi specially cooked that meal for Meng Xia during the day. No matter how you look at it, she was a little princess spoiled by her mother.

"Dad was busy before and didn't have time to cook, so I learned to do it myself." Meng Xia smiled, "I'll cook for my sister when I have a chance."

"Okay~" The little girl has more skills than she imagined, Ning Qingwan said with interest, "Tell me about what happened before and after you wore the book."

"Before wearing the book..." The memories flooded, Meng Xia softened her eyes, and after the book was worn, the past was sealed in her memory. She couldn't mention it or say it. She never thought that there would be someone to talk to one day.

So he opened the chat box, and the girl's voice was soft and soft, talking about the past events in a slow and slow manner.

"My mother died early, and it was my father who brought me up as a father and mother. He worked hard every day to support his family, so I learned to do housework myself to lighten his burden. Later, he was tired and got into a car accident while driving. , in addition to his medical expenses, he also has to pay the other party compensation. I had no money at home, so I took three part-time jobs, and then died suddenly, and then I found myself wearing a book." Meng Xia said about himself without any pain. death thing.

"When I just died, I had a moment of relief, and finally I don't have to live so hard anymore. When I woke up again, I found that there was a more difficult and unknown life waiting for me. From the beginning, I was worried about my father in the hospital every day, and then later I find myself worrying about my future every day after I wear a book."

"This book is a little bit bloody, it doesn't have a plot, and the whole story is full of male and female protagonists..." Meng Xia paused for a while, and was a little hard to say, so he deliberately jumped over and laughed at himself, "I don't know how I read it. , I can see it faster and faster in the back, with ten lines at a glance, and I can't recall many plots going towards me now."

"Holding a script that I can't remember completely, and thinking about changing my life, I think it's a bit over my head."

The TV was still on, and the audience in the funny show laughed hahaha. Meng Xia pursed her lips and couldn't continue.

The strangers she faced after transmigrating, even if they had a close relationship with her, such as Xia Nianzhi and Meng Yuanxiu, but to her, they were uncles and aunts with no emotional foundation. A lot of heart building.

She has a dull personality since she was a child. In order not to worry her father, bad things will be kept in her heart. Facing the strange "parents", she didn't even know how to speak.

In order to avoid the plot of the story, she also tried to remind Meng Yuanxiu openly and secretly, but unfortunately, there was nothing else except the sentence "Watch less dog blood TV dramas and novels and study hard." In fact, Xia Nianzhi didn't feel relieved at that time. Xu Shi hadn't run into Ji Tong, and he was taking a fluke, so he didn't act in such a hurry.

She also took the money to go to the plastic surgery clinic. The reason for giving up was not just because she was afraid of pain. It was nothing compared to the original text, but before she got to the hospital, Meng Yuanxiu and Xia Nianzhi knew about it, and she was scolded again. A beat. She has no way to tell them the truth of the matter. In their eyes, she is just smug, so she spends money on plastic surgery.

After countless attempts, she found that she had no way to change her appearance, and she would always be interrupted by unexpected developments. She even thought about giving up struggling and dying again, but she was cowardly, no more The courage to experience it again.

She didn't have high expectations for Ning Qingwan to help her. She confessed that day, just thinking that if Ning Qingwan didn't help her, they probably wouldn't have anything to do with each other. Maybe she would choose to summon the courage and die together with Ji Tong. , but it's also good to have someone to talk to before the tragedy.

Meng Xia sniffed, found her voice in her astringent throat, and choked: "Sister, thank you for being willing to help me."

Thank you for being willing to be the safety wood for my bitter life.

So I really don't want to lose you.

The hot tears fell on the back, and it also burned into the heart, burning to the point of pain, and with an inaudible sigh, Ning Qingwan rolled over and embraced the waist of the person behind her and hugged her into her arms.

"Fool."

The author has something to say: I hold it in my arms without clothes, _ Xin Ji Ning

Ning: Didn't you arrange it? (licks his lips) I want to eat rabbits

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