Bent By the Male Protagonist’s White Moonlight

As soon as Meng Xia entered the hall, she heard the sound of her phone smashing on the ground and Chen Silin's heart-rending accusation. She set herself in place.

because of her? So detailed step by step?

Meng Xia had doubts after finishing the call with Ning Qingwan. Ning Qingwan reminded him not to read Weibo early in the morning. She said "don't worry about it", she said "it will be fine soon". Obviously everything is under her control.

From being suspected of smoking in a pet coffee to the clarification of the summit, it was all within Ning Qingwan's plan, and it was all deliberately arranged for her...

The comments that scolded Ning Qingwan were intertwined and circled in his mind.

Meng Xia's throat was astringent, and her heart pounded as if she was about to burst her chest, because she...was doing her best for her.

Heartache, self-blame, and frustration converged into a thick sadness that instantly swept through my heart like a surging wave, almost drowning Meng Xia to the point of suffocation.

In the meantime, there are also mixed annoyance and disappointment towards Ning Qingwan...

How can you be so cruel to yourself, push yourself to the cusp of the storm, and carry on so many malicious language attacks and cyber violence, how much you don't care about yourself...

But she cares, it's the person she puts on the top of her heart, the person she wants to overturn all her favors, she would rather those people scold her than see Ning Qingwan get hurt in the slightest.

Meng Xia bit her lower lip and couldn't help crying, she turned around and left before the tears overflowed from her eyes.

Seeing that Meng Xia immediately turned around and walked out of the building after meeting her eyes, Ning Qingwan immediately raised her foot to chase after her, but Chen Silin grabbed her arm.

Ning Qingwan took a deep breath, suppressing the fire in her heart, with a sarcastic arc on the corner of her lips, she said, "You are really filial. You don't know about Aunt Lin's phone card change."

Chen Silin's face turned pale and she was speechless.

Ning Qingwan opened Chen Silin's hand little by little, tilted her head to look at her, her slightly curly hair brushed over the tear mole at the end of her eyes, a strong anger was gathered between her brows and eyes, her eyes were as cold as ice, and her voice was cold.

Word by word, make people feel cold all over.

"I said, don't mess with her. Are you kidding me?"

Chen Silin's face was twisted in pain, and she suddenly pulled her hand back. She believed that if it was later, Ning Qingwan would definitely break her fingers.

Ning Qingwan took out a wet tissue and wiped her hands slowly, "You should have received a notice from the company that you were dispatched to work abroad, right? You won't be able to see such harassing text messages if you leave sooner?"

Chen Silin was stunned in place, her legs were sinking like lead, she couldn't move for a minute, she murmured, "Is it also arranged by you..."

When encountering a cyber storm, the company's dispatch instructions were like a life-saving straw for Chen Silin, which could keep her away from those vicious verbal attacks. She never thought that this was also Ning Qingwan's arrangement.

Leave her a way back, a last bit of kindness.

Ning Qingwan gave her the final blow before leaving, "If it wasn't for Meng Xia, I wouldn't have left you behind."

Because Meng Xia is kind, she is kind. She was just afraid that one day Meng Xia would find out that she would feel cold.

Chen Silin watched as Ning Qingwan wiped the place she touched with a wet tissue.

Wiping the floor carefully, even Ning Qingwan didn't want to touch the wet tissue. She took out another tissue and wrapped it up and threw it into the trash can by the door.

Watching the group of wet tissues that wiped off the traces of contact between the two fell into the trash. Chen Silin's legs fell to her knees, crying so much that she couldn't help herself.

There was nothing more between her and Ning Qingwan.

After walking out of the building, Ning Qingwan was so distraught, she stared at the screen of her mobile phone with a sullen expression.

Mo Li sighed, she pushed Ning Qingwan and pointed at the white car on the side of the road, "Is that right?"

Looking at Ning Qingwan in the direction of Mo Li's finger, the girl in the car with her head down raised her face, her eyes were red, and Ning Qingwan's heart trembled fiercely.

The eyes of the two met for a split second, and Meng Xia lowered her snow-white neck again.

Mo Li urged, "Why are you standing still, go and coax."

Ning Qingwan's eyelashes trembled and she walked over.

Meng Xia wiped her eyes, opened the door lock and waited for Ning Qingwan to get in the car, but within a few tens of seconds, the door was opened, and the familiar fragrance of mint penetrated her nose.

"Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Meng Xia turned to look at the bag in the back seat and explained, "The phone is in the bag, I didn't hear it."

Ning Qingwan curled her hands, her five fingers clenched involuntarily, "What Chen Silin said—"

"I know my sister is not that kind of person." Meng Xia interrupted her, her voice soft and firm.

Ning Qingwan stared at her, unable to forget the complicated and indescribable emotions in her eyes just now. Her throat slid, and she still explained that Lin Hui's phone card had been changed and she couldn't receive those text messages.

But the more she explained, the more sad Meng Xia's expression became. Ning Qingwan pinched her fingertips unconsciously, only to feel her throat suddenly tighten.

"You—" What are you sad about?

Before she could say anything, Meng Xia interrupted her again and reminded, "Sister, seat belt."

His voice was as soft as before, and his expression returned to normal, but his eyes were too light and calm, and he deliberately hid his emotions. Ning Qingwan frowned and did not move.

Meng Xia leaned over, and Ning Qingwan grabbed her wrist as soon as her hand touched the seat belt. She lowered her eyelashes and grabbed her hand. Ning Qingwan squeezed harder.

The atmosphere was very wrong. Even though he said he believed her, there was still a gap. Ning Qingwan frowned and shouted softly, "Meng Xia."

Call him by his first name.

The thick eyelashes lightly fanned twice, Meng Xia bit her lip unconsciously, "If I don't go back, I won't be able to record in time."

This was the third time he refused to communicate, Ning Qingwan lowered her eyebrows, suppressed her tumultuous restlessness, and let go of her hand.

Meng Xia helped Ning Qingwan fasten her seat belt, sat in the driver's seat, called up the navigation, took a deep breath, and started the car.

Speechless all the way.

Back at the villa, Ning Qingwan helped Meng Xia carry the moon cakes, and asked casually, "How do you tell which one was made by you?"

Meng Xia replied, "I made the little pineapple-shaped ones."

Just as Susan came out of the villa, she wanted to help Meng Xia carry moon cakes, but Meng Xia declined.

The previous topic did not continue, and the slightly relaxed atmosphere between the two cooled down again.

After entering the house, everyone gathered in the kitchen to prepare hot pot ingredients, and then sat around eating hot pot and chatting.

The two had no chance to get along alone, Meng Xia had been dragged by Shen Lan to chat, and she was absent-minded. A few times they collided with Ning Qingwan's eyes, and the next second, the two of them would stagger together in tacit understanding.

The hot pot was hot, and the atmosphere between the two fell to freezing point.

At the end of dinner, Meng Xia received a message from Lai Xiaomeng, a photo and a long, long rant.

The photo is of Zhang Chenxing's birthday, when she pushed Ning Qingwan against the wall.

:Wow! Chen Silin, this green tea bitch, actually took this photo for Zhou Qi Entertainment! Fortunately, Mo Li bought it! This is going to explode, cute, you must be peeled off by Wanwan fans! Mo Lite was worried that Chen Silin would give the photos to other entertainment writers again. It would be a loss for Wan Wan to have a deep scheming and preemptive strikes.

Meng Xia couldn't see it for a long time in the back, she didn't know about it at all. She clenched her hands, her eyes blanked unconsciously.

Ning Qingwan pushed the long hair on her forehead behind her ears, and lowered her eyes to look at Lai Xiaomeng, her eyes darkened.

After dinner, they went back to their rooms to rest. After entering the room and closing the door, Meng Xia turned around and called softly, "Sister."

Ning Qingwan raised her eyebrows and interrupted what she was about to say, "Do you take a shower first, or me?"

Meng Xia lowered her eyes and whispered, "You go first."

After twenty minutes, Ning Qingwan came out of the shower.

Silky cool-toned pajamas, the neckline is open to reveal that it is straight and clearly the collarbone, and further down there are vague traces of ambiguousness.

The tip of Meng Xia's ears turned red, and she moved her gaze up to the bottom of Ning Qingwan's plain eyes. After a moment of hesitation, she said, "Sister, I—"

"Go take a shower." Ning Qingwan interrupted her for the second time.

The atmosphere was stagnant for a while, and Meng Xia pursed her lips and entered the shower. Ning Qingwan looked at her back, her calm eyes moved slightly.

Standing under the shower, the warm water drenched her body, Meng Xia sighed leisurely, and suddenly felt a sense of self-reliance.

After coming out of the shower, Meng Xia blew her hair as if she had lost her soul. It wasn't until Ning Qingwan took the hair dryer in her hand that Meng Xia regained her senses and called softly, "Sister."

"Blow your hair first." Ning Qingwan interrupted her for the third time, holding the hair dryer in one hand and tugging at her soft hair with the other.

Meng Xia turned around and wrapped her arms around her waist, acting like a coquettish aggrieved, "Sister, don't be so cold to me."

Ning Qingwan said lightly, "Didn't you come first?"

Meng Xia choked, she was indeed the first. Those negative emotions entangled her so that she didn't know how to communicate with Ning Qingwan.

"Let's talk, why are you so indifferent to me." Ning Qingwan tugged at her hair and tugged slightly, "Didn't you say it before, don't hold back? It hurts feelings."

Meng Xia was in pain and exclaimed, staring at Ning Qingwan with teary eyes.

The pitiful appearance made Ning Qingwan look soft-hearted. She looked away, suppressed her distress, and said cruelly, "No pain, no long memory."

Meng Xia rubbed her head and said frankly, "I'm just angry that you don't care about yourself. You deliberately let Zhou Qi Entertainment break the news and were scolded on purpose." She paused, lowered her hand weakly, and said with difficulty, "I look very It's uncomfortable, I, I'm obviously the person I want to give all the good to, but I have to suffer this kind of thing because of me. The more I feel bad, the more I annoy you, the more I annoy you, the more self-blame and guilt I feel..."

"I'm also very sad to ignore you." It was also very tormented. Meng Xia lowered her head, tears fell on the back of her hands, and swept away, "I'm punishing you, and I'm also punishing myself..."

Ning Qingwan's heart was twisted into a puddle of water, the pain was too much, it was too soft, she sighed a long time, closed the hair dryer and hugged Meng Xia tightly in her arms, "I was wrong, any punishment is fine, But don't do it that way."

"It's already hard to be scolded, the baby ignores me, I'm even more uncomfortable, this punishment is too heavy for me." Ning Qingwan's eyes were half-drooped, her eyes narrowed, and her tone of voice was aggrieved, "Besides, I don't care about myself. "

Meng Xia remembered what Lai Xiaomeng said, and she thought that if there was a better way, Ning Qingwan would not do it. It's all for her after all.

Like her, Ning Qingwan would rather bear everything herself than she would bear the slightest.

If Ning Qingwan hadn't been protecting her and doing so much for her, she would now be like Chen Silin, who would be harassed by human flesh, harassed by the Internet, and even affected by Xia Nianzhi.

It was she who got the point of a bull's horn and couldn't turn the corner.

After doing so much, suffering so much grievance, and being brutalized by her, Meng Xia died of guilt, she unconsciously clenched Ning Qingwan's pajamas, and choked, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't punish you, you deserve it the most. It's me who is punished. I didn't comfort you in time, and I left you in the cold."

Hot tears soaked Ning Qingwan's shoulders and fell on her heart, her hot heart aching.

"Don't cry..." Ning Qingwan raised her jaw, took out a piece of paper and gently wiped her tears, and said softly, "You know what I want to hear is not sorry, it's too late to comfort me now."

How could he be so gentle, the guilt was even heavier, Meng Xia's eyes were looming again, and his eyes were wet.

She wasted most of the day without hugging her, kissing her, and comforting her. Meng Xia raised her head and kissed the red lips in front of her.

"Baby." Ning Qingwan called her with a dignified voice and a serious tone.

Meng Xia stared at her softly and waited for the next sentence.

"You are also all the beautiful people I want to be with. I don't want you to be wronged, I don't want others to bully you, and I don't like you to bully yourself. Don't do such silly things to punish yourself in the future..." Ning Qingwan Hooking his lips, he smiled bitterly and helplessly, "You are punishing yourself, you are clearly doubling down on me."

"I was wrong." Meng Xia couldn't stop her tears, she lowered her head and covered her face.

Ning Qingwan heard her whimper, and her heart softened in a mess. She pulled Meng Xia's hand away and raised her jaw.

Meng Xia raised her face following her strength, tears dripping from her eyelashes, slipping on her cheeks with trembling.

Ning Qingwan bowed her head and kissed her tears, meandering down her tears, touching her soft lips, "I'm really going to punish you for making me feel so uncomfortable." Yu Yin was put into his lips.

The tears between the lips and teeth are salty, and the warmth between the hearts is sweet.

After tossing and sucking and grinding, the kisses deepened, like dry wood encountering a raging fire, the entanglement of affection spread warmly, Meng Xia tilted her head, "Sister, wait—"

Not wanting to wait or listen, Ning Qingwan blocked her lips, held her waist and pressed her onto the bed.

Meng Xia was licked and teased by her until she became soft, until her hot lips fell elsewhere, and she had a chance to open her mouth. She barely held down her wanton teasing hand, and panted, "Sister...I...haven't..."

Ning Qingwan froze suddenly, she touched the wing, and her whole body was not well. Like a basin of cold water poured down, the fire went out with a puff.

Annoyed, she nibbled lightly on Meng Xia's collarbone, Ning Qingwan lowered her eyes and buttoned the buttons that had been undone by herself.

It's true that she hasn't done it for a long time. Meng Xia knows that Ning Qingwan looks at abstinence and actually focuses on desire. After she went to the gym, Ning Qingwan would endure it when she heard that she was tired. She pursed her lips, "Wait to go."

The corners of Ning Qingwan's lips rose, and after buttoning the buttons, she lay down on Meng Xia's side, and whispered in her ear, "Can you punish me if you leave?"

Meaningful, extremely ambiguous, the warm breath in the ear wrapped around the ear bone, and the numbness was like an electric current running through the whole body, Meng Xia's ear roots were hot, and his face was even hotter. She turned away uncomfortably.

Ning Qingwan insisted, "Huh?"

Meng Xia clung to the sheets and said nothing.

After a while, when Ning Qingwan felt that someone was too shy to respond to her, she heard Meng Xia's inaudible voice, "As you..."

Ning Qingwan bent her eyebrows and smiled away.

The author has something to say: Later—

Meng Xia realized later that she interrupted Ning Qingwan three times that day, but Ning Qingwan returned all of them.

Meng Xiaxia: qaq is too ruthless, too vengeful.

Lai Mengmeng remembered that someone made her assist, and took it for granted: not only did she hold revenge, but she was also very black-bellied, and the little rabbit was eaten by the scheming big bad wolf.

I ate it to death, and my memory was surging~~

Meng Xiaxia blinked, her face became more and more red, more and more red, familiar.

Lai Mengmeng was frightened: Wan Wan, your rabbit is cooked!

Ning Wanwan picked up the cooked rabbit and licked her lips: You can eat it.

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