Bent By the Male Protagonist’s White Moonlight

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It has been a week since Ning Qingwan's concert.

In order to avoid meeting Ji Tong, Meng Xia tried to pretend to be sick. Although she avoided it, she didn't expect to bump into Meng Yuanxiu and Ji Tong at the school gate today, and was taken directly to the restaurant for dinner.

The plot is going on in another way, is she unable to change anything...

"Xia Xia, President Ji is asking you something."

Meng Xia suddenly returned to her senses and met those gentle eyes. If she hadn't known what kind of beast Ji Tong was in the book, she would have been fooled by the seemingly handsome skin.

"Ah... What did you ask?" Meng Xia thought for a while, as if to ask her when she was a senior, "Oh, junior."

Meng Xianxiu glared at Meng Xia with some dissatisfaction, "What are you putting on in your head every day, you are not good at studying, and you know how to chase stars all day long."

Meng Xia's brows twitched, because of the hug with Ning Qingwan, her QQ was blown up, the softness of her chest and the faint fragrance of mint were still clear in her memory.

"Xia Xia is still chasing stars? Which star do I like, I know some of them, and have the opportunity to bring you up close?" Ji Tong's gentle eyes flashed with light.

From the moment he took his seat, he hardly took his eyes off Meng Xia.

The fingertips touched the glass with trembling, Meng Xia couldn't look directly at Ji Tong, the tyrannical words in the book kept appearing in her mind, she stabilized her mind, and gulped down the liquid in the cup.

The small bubbles bounced in the throat with a slight bitterness, and the good-looking brows frowned slightly. Meng Xia looked down at the glass, and the pale yellow liquid with a little foam remained at the bottom of the glass.

Ji Tong's voice with a smile exploded in his ears.

"Xia Xia is really good at drinking."

Isn't she drinking Coke? Meng Xia bit her lower lip, as if she hadn't heard Ji Tong's ridicule.

Ji Tong looked deeply at the face that looked like Ning Qingwan, and the pain of twisting her wrist by that woman is still fresh in her memory.

Meng Xia is younger and purer than Ning Qingwan, which means that it will be easier to succeed than Ning Qingwan. Thinking of this, a feeling of excitement suddenly rises in his heart, making his blood boil.

"I heard that Mr. Meng is working on a project recently." He withdrew his greedy eyes and pulled his tie.

A vicious idea had taken shape in his mind.

"I... go to the toilet."

Meng Xia stood up and stepped on light steps, walked out of the private room, did not go to the toilet but went straight out of the hotel.

The evening wind was still hot, and it couldn't relieve the dryness after drinking in the slightest. Meng Xia patted her hot face, squatting on the side of the road and staring at the busy traffic on the street.

She knows very well that Ji Tong will stretch out her claws after today, everything is developing according to the original plot, and she has no way to turn things around.

Like a pair of invisible hands dragging her into the unknown darkness, holding her fragile little heart, it became difficult to breathe.

It was already tragic enough to die at the age of 22. He had to go through a more tragic life when he passed the book.

......

"Sister Wan Wan, it's almost here."

Cheng Xu drove the car and glanced at Ning Qingwan in the back seat who was taking a nap with his eyes closed through the rearview mirror.

After running around for several days, the delicate and beautiful face could hardly hide the tiredness, but it was still full of coquettish feeling.

The eyelashes trembled slightly, the eyelids slowly lifted, the eyes turned slightly, and the line of sight fell on the window glass.

The days in midsummer are very long, and after 7 o’clock, it is still not dark, but the street lights have already been turned on in advance, and the streets are brightly lit, and the glass is full of brilliance.

"Sister Li has already reserved a seat. It's in Box 201. Sister, you go first, and I'll park the car."

Ning Qingwan hummed lightly, put on her sunglasses and lowered her fisherman hat to get out of the car, raised her eyelids, and glanced at the splendid store, frowning slightly, why did Mo Li choose such a vulgar place.

When I was about to reach the gate, I heard a low sobbing sound and raised my eyebrows slightly. I didn't expect that not only the decoration was vulgar, but there were also people squatting at the gate crying, the food must be too unpalatable.

Ning Qingwan put her trouser pockets in her hands, took a few steps forward, and then stepped back, her long fingers hooked on her sunglasses to reveal a slit, and Ruo Yuanshan Handai's eyebrows were pulled up at the corners of her eyes, revealing a small tear mole.

The little girl is very familiar.

Meng Xia was sobbing and crying. Today, Father Meng asked her to put on makeup before eating. It is estimated that her makeup is all spent and she must look ugly.

She took out a small mirror from her trouser pocket. Due to her reclining posture, the small mirror took a long time to reveal its head. When she came out, her hand slipped and fell to the ground.

When people are unlucky, they can get stuck between their teeth when they drink saliva.

After holding back tears, she couldn't stop pouring out of her eyes. Meng Xia stretched out her hand. Before her fingertips could touch the mirror, a slender hand picked up the mirror one step ahead of her.

The complexion is white, the nails are neat and round, the joints are distinct, symmetrical and slender.

This hand is too good-looking, right? Meng Xia raised her eyes with tears in her eyes, her breath stagnant, even though the man deliberately lowered his fisherman hat and wore sunglasses, she knew what kind of pair was hidden behind the lenses. Alluring peach eyes.

"Husband..." His voice was soft and hoarse after crying.

Ning Qingwan burst into laughter, and she didn't forget to call her husband when she cried so much. The little girl's face was flushed red, as if she had been drinking alcohol. There were tears in her almond eyes, and even the eyelashes had teardrops, and the eyeliner at the corner of her eyes Has fainted, looks very embarrassed.

Ning Qingwan raised her eyebrows, she had just finished a recording, her voice was a little hoarse, "Lovelorn?"

Meng Xia was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, feeling aggrieved again. Before his death, his father was strictly not allowed to fall in love, and he had no time to fall in love.

Thinking of the imprisonment that he was about to face, tears fell on the back of his hand like a string of broken beads, splattering a patch of water.

Ning Qingwan sighed slightly, no matter how she looked at it, she looked like she was lost in love, thinking that this girl was standing in front of him not long ago and asked her if she was in a relationship.

Having a new love so soon, a trace of unhappiness surged in her heart, Ning Qingwan handed over the mirror in her hand, paused, then took out a pack of tissues from her pocket and handed it to her.

"Make up."

Meng Xia raised her hand to pick it up, her fingertips touched, and a slight coolness spread from her fingertips to her limbs.

Ning Qingwan straightened her hat, put her hands in her pockets, and twisted her fingertips slightly. It seemed that the temperature on the little girl's hands was still warm. Unlike hers, it was warm.

She just lifted her foot to go.

If you miss it this time, you may never get another chance. Meng Xia thought so, her body reacted faster than her brain, she stood up and stood in front of Ning Qingwan.

Ning Qingwan paused, looking at the girl in front of her through her sunglasses, her face was covered in tears, her eyes were red from crying like a little rabbit.

The little rabbit that makes people want to tease, but unfortunately, does not belong to her.

Meng Xia didn't know why she did this, why she was always obsessed with Ning Qingwan's line... Knowing it was useless, she just subconsciously wanted to give it a try. It seemed that since she decided to start with Ning Qingwan, there was something in the dark. Like pushing her...

In the distance, Cheng Xu just stopped the car and was about to enter the door when he saw Ning Qingwan, his brows jumped, and the petite figure blocking Ning Qingwan became more and more familiar.

"Damn, it's this illegitimate meal again."

Cheng Xu only felt that Meng Xia was annoying and lingering. The last time the "Little Sweetheart" dessert shop blocked people, this time it was the door of the hotel, so he raised his feet and walked in the direction of the two.

"Sister, Sister Li is still waiting for us, let's go." Cheng Xu couldn't help but glared at Meng Xia, and the stare froze in place.

cry so badly? Cheng Xu looked at Ning Qingwan in disbelief. She guessed in her mind that the illegitimate meal had done something bad and was scolded by Ning Qingwan.

"Well, let's go." Seeing that Meng Xia didn't speak, Ning Qingwan didn't want to spend too much time with her, so she turned sideways and walked around her.

Meng Xia bit her lower lip. Anyway, what awaits her is a cage that sees no light. Before that, she might as well spend the last happy time with the person she likes.

But where does the person she likes come from, except for the star she spent a month chasing in front of her. The feeling of struggling and not wanting to give up is getting stronger and stronger.

"Old...husband...grass powder?"

Meng Xia lowered her head and looked at the ground. Tears fell, and a splash of water spread on the ground. It quickly penetrated into the ground. She pinched her fingertips into her palm. What the **** is she doing...

The voice with a strong nasal tone came over clearly. Ning Qingwan's hearing has always been very good. She turned around and looked at the girl's shoulders shrugging because she was crying and asked, "What did you say?"

She wasn't sure if it was as she thought, how a well-behaved girl would say such a thing.

Meng Xia turned around and sniffed, "Husband, ignore me, you don't want to say anything." She raised her face and raised the corner of her mouth, like crying or laughing.

Just like the first time they met, she repeated "husband" again.

Ning Qingwan glanced at her expressionlessly, ignored her, turned around and left, Cheng Xu glanced at Meng Xia in horror, and followed her footsteps.

The tips of her fingers holding the small mirror turned white, Meng Xia took a deep breath, raised her hand to wipe her tears, she didn't want to go back to the box, she took out her mobile phone to edit a text message for Father Meng, and planned to go back to the dormitory later.

The text message has not yet been sent, and there is a figure in front of him blocking the light of the mobile phone.

Meng Xiamu raised his eyes in a daze, and what caught his eye was the pair of peach blossom eyes, like a dazzling galaxy, shining with light. Tears in her eyes clouded her vision, but the face in front of her still looked like a finely drawn ancient painting, with delicate strokes everywhere.

"Yuefeng 103, my room."

Ning Qingwan felt that she was crazy, those twinkling tears kept appearing in her mind, like a lingering nightmare.