Bent By the Male Protagonist’s White Moonlight

Meng Xia followed Ning Qingwan into the Xiaoyang Building step by step. At the entrance, Ning Qingwan brought her a new pair of pink slippers, the toe-baring style with a silly pig's head on the upper.

Meng Xia pursed her lips. She didn't expect that someone as cold as Ning Qingwan would have a girlish side. Then she saw that Ning Qingwan took out a pair of normal style light gray slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them on. She suddenly felt that she was thinking too much.

"Did Pink Pig Pig buy it for his future girlfriend?" Meng Xia asked while changing his shoes.

Ning Qingwan was stunned for a moment before realizing that she was talking about slippers, and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Are you taking advantage of me?"

After the reflex arc circled the earth halfway, Meng Xia realized what a stupid question he was asking, staring at the pig-head slippers on his feet, so embarrassed that his toes couldn't help but curl up...

"That's not what I meant, I just saw that these slippers are completely different from your usual style, Wan Wan's husband. They are full of girlish hearts!" Meng Xia explained stumblingly, not sure if Ning Qingwan could believe it.

"Well, Lai Xiaomeng bought it." Ning Qingwan walked towards the room and added, "The drummer of the band."

Meng Xia followed quickly. During the month of chasing stars, she was full of eyes full of Ning Qingwan. In her eyes, the rest of the band were all background boards. She only remembered the names of the members, but not a single one of their appearances.

"What do you want to drink? How about the juice? Orange, peach, grape, which flavor do you like?" Ning Qingwan took the remote control to turn on the air conditioner and TV, and glanced at the sofa to indicate that Meng Xia could sit there first.

"It's fine." Meng Xia moved to the sofa and sat down slowly.

The sofa was very soft. As soon as she sat down, half of her buttocks sank in. She took the bag off her shoulders and held it in her arms. She seemed very restrained.

Ning Qingwan put the remote control on the coffee table, "I want to see what I want to adjust the table myself." Turning around and walking towards the kitchen.

Seeing Ning Qingwan walking away, Meng Xia looked up at Ning Qingwan's house curiously. The whole house was decorated in a simple style, with grey, white and gold as the main tones, low-key luxury with a touch of elegance and calmness. It's like the feeling of the owner of the house.

Ning Qingwan took out a bottle of peach-flavored drink from the refrigerator and returned to the living room. She glanced at the TV screen, and stayed on the program she chose at random. The little girl was turning her head and looking around at her house.

"How did you come in?" Ning Qingwan handed over a bottle of drink.

When she bought this house, she took a fancy to the tight security of the community. Although she told Meng Xia the house number of the community, but according to Yuefeng's rigorous and meticulous security, Meng Xia should not be able to enter.

Meng Xia took the drink and put it directly on the coffee table and said, "Just... walked in."

"..." Ning Qingwan was a little surprised, half sitting on the armrest of the sofa, "The guard let you in without asking anything?"

"I asked." Meng Xia thought for a while, "He asked, Miss Ning came back so early today."

Meng Xia said a little embarrassedly, holding her bag, "I didn't dare to answer, so I walked in right after saying ok."

"..." Ning Qingwan only felt that her blood pressure was suddenly a little high.

Meng Xia has a seven-point likeness to her, and it is dark and blind in the middle of the night. It is reasonable for the guard to admit the wrong person. But no one noticed any problems along the way. It's time for the dimly lit street lights in this neighborhood to ask for a change.

The cold wind of the air conditioner swept away the heat from the squatting outside, but Meng Xia was still nervously sweating a few drops.

She lowered her head and stared at the embroidery of the cloth bag, her mind seemed to be filled with a large jar of paste. At the door of the restaurant, she casually asked Ning Qingwan about grass powder, but she was really sitting at someone's house at the moment, but she was cowardly in her heart.

Ning Qingwan also had a headache. Her behavior of reporting the house number of the community was crazy enough, but the little girl was even more crazy, and she really waited for her to come back at the door of the house.

She rubbed her brows. She couldn't drive after drinking alcohol before, but she was worried that Meng Xia had to go back to school.

"Sleep all night, and I'll take you back tomorrow morning." This was the more appropriate plan that Ning Qingwan had thought of at the moment.

Meng Xia hurriedly stood up from the sofa, a blush appeared on her pale face, "I... I won't."

Ning Qingwan raised her hand to rest her forehead, and explained in a hoarse voice, "Just sleeping." She was afraid that Meng Xia wouldn't understand, so she added, "You sleep in the guest room."

"Oh." Meng Xia breathed a sigh of relief and sat back on the soft sofa behind him.

Afterwards, a sense of shame swept over. Meng Xia frowned and her face became more and more hot. She raised her hand to cover her face in shame.

Seeing her like this, Ning Qingwan couldn't help but want to tease her twice.

"Very disappointed?" The tone was full of ridicule.

Meng Xia shook his head, a little anxious, "No!"

After she met those peach-like eyes, she quickly turned into a deflated ball, slumped into a ball.

Her face was so hot, Meng Xia picked up the drink on the coffee table, sweating on her fingertips, and she couldn't unscrew the bottle cap no matter how hard she twisted it.

Ning Qingwan reached out and took the drink bottle from her hand, and glanced at the redness on Meng Xia's hand.

"What happened to the hand?"

Meng Xia retracted her hand subconsciously, and replied with a erratic look, "It's nothing."

Ning Qingwan didn't continue to ask questions. After unscrewing the cap, he handed her the drink back.

Meng Xia took the drink with her left hand, and took a sip. The taste of peach was strong, and the mouth and teeth were fragrant.

The TV hanging on the wall is showing a popular variety show nowadays. It is a love observation show between stars and amateurs. The girls on the TV are sitting around discussing their idols.

"You all like big stars, but I'm different. I like President Ba, President Ji of Shengtian Group. He is young, promising, handsome and rich."

Meng Xia's breathing was stagnant, and the swollen skin on her hand was aching faintly. She picked up the remote control with trembling hands and changed the channel.

The TV screen switched, reflecting Ning Qingwan's face, wearing light makeup, her complexion was pale and sickly, her facial features were like a heavy-colored painting, cold and glamorous mixed with a sense of world-weary decadence, but the smoky voice that should have been provocative said Vicious lines, "Is it not easy to want to die?"

It was Ning Qingwan's sickly female supporting role. Meng Xia shuddered, feeling quite scary, and pressed the remote control to change the channel.

Ning Qingwan raised her eyebrows, took a panoramic view of her movements, and asked casually, "Do you know Ji Tong from Shengtian Group?"

Meng Xia's hand holding the remote control paused slightly, rolled her throat and denied, "I don't know."

Gee, at a young age, he is quite a deceitful person. Ning Qingwan leaned over and approached her, watching Meng Xia's face turn from white to red.

"Lai Xiaomeng said she saw you entering Ji Tong's box."

Meng Xia suddenly recalled that the girl she bumped into in the hotel corridor turned out to be Ning Qingwan's teammate.

She bit her lower lip, debating whether to tell it all.

Ning Qingwan's cool fingers pressed against her lips, "If you bite again, it will break."

Meng Xia let out a sigh of relief. She likes to bite her lip every time she is bored. I don't know when this habit was formed, and it can't be changed when she reacts.

Meng Xia looked at the person in front of her. She was graceful and beautiful, with a pair of peach blossom eyes and water-cut pupils, and the tear mole at the corner of her eyes became the finishing touch.

It's just that the indifference and laziness in her eyes are also obvious. Meng Xia recalled all the information about Ning Qingwan that she had looked up when chasing stars, and she decided to take a gamble!

"Husband Wan Wan." Her voice was soft, with a hint of helplessness, "Can you help me?"

The TV was turned off long ago, and the room seemed very quiet.

While recalling the plot in the book, Meng Xia succinctly relayed it to Ning Qingwan. During this period, she secretly glanced at Ning Qingwan's expression many times, but her beautiful face was always indifferent. When he didn't want to continue talking, Ning Qingwan would ask lightly, "Then what?"

"Then..." Meng Xia pursed her lips, and she was a little hard to say about her own ending in the book.

Ning Qingwan didn't urge her, and pushed the juice on the coffee table in front of Meng Xia, "Have you said that you are not thirsty for so long?"

Meng Xia picked up the bottle and looked at the pink liquid sloshing inside. She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes and said, "Then, the original heroine was captured and imprisoned by Ji Tong for 5 years."

She took a deep breath, deliberately omitting those disgusting passages, "After escaping from the clutches, the original heroine couldn't get out of the shadow of the past, so she chose to cut it herself."

Ning Qingwan raised her eyebrows, her eyes filled with chills like frost.

Meng Xia opened her eyes and took a sip of her drink. She didn't dare to look up at Ning Qingwan, for she was afraid that what she saw in Ning Qingwan's eyes was indifference that had nothing to do with her.

"And then, you sent Ji Tong to prison, but the process was not detailed, just took it in one stroke." Meng Xia nervously pulled the bottle cap with her fingernails.

In the end, she couldn't help looking up at Ning Qingwan, "I really have no choice, my brain is not enough, I can only think of these two methods."

Ning Qingwan raised her eyebrows and asked with some interest, "What's the other way?"

"Plastic surgery." Meng Xia frustratedly explained the reason for giving up the implementation, "I'm afraid of pain."

Ning Qingwan thoughtfully said, "Well, blame me for this face." If Meng Xia didn't look like her, she wouldn't be targeted by Ji Tong.

"No! Wan Wan's husband's face is very good-looking! The culprit is Ji Tong's scumbag, and the crime he committed is unbearable!" Meng Xia said, and she became more and more indignant, and her voice rose unconsciously.

But Ruanuo's tone has no deterrent effect, no matter how you listen to it, it seems to be coquettish to others.

Ning Qingwan hooked her lips, stood up and said, "Go take a shower first."

"Don't you believe what I said?" Meng Xia followed and stood up, anyone would think that wearing a book is a bit absurd.

Ning Qingwan smiled and replied, "I believe it!"

At first, she thought it was too unbelievable, but even Mo Li didn't know that she had a brother, but Meng Xia could say the three words Ning Jingjue.

"Then, will you help me?" Meng Xia asked cautiously.

"Yes." Ning Qingwan raised her hand and gently touched Meng Xia's head. In any case, the source of all the causes was her, and she definitely couldn't stand idly by.

Meng Xia raised a relaxed smile in relief, looked at Ning Qingwan with tears in her eyes and said, "I knew my husband was the best person in the world."

Ning Qingwan curled the corners of her lips, and her charming peach blossom eyes showed a hint of narrowness, "You said, who is your husband?"