Bent By the Male Protagonist’s White Moonlight

Mo Li was looking down at the itinerary recorded on the mobile phone memo. The discomfort when the plane took off was too strong, she turned off the phone and looked at Ning Qingwan.

The fisherman's hat and mask almost covered Ning Qingwan's face. The hand on the leg was clearly articulated, clenched into a fist shape, and the blue veins on the back of the hand were faintly visible.

Ning Qingwan rarely felt so uncomfortable on a plane. Mo Li thought she was not used to the economy class and explained, "If you change the booking temporarily, there is no seat in the first class."

Ning Qingwan didn't care: "It doesn't matter."

Since it's not because I'm not used to sitting in economy class, it's mostly because I haven't slept well.

Mo Li took out a mint candy from his small bag and handed it over, and asked, "Want a new song all night last night?"

After the plane flew smoothly, the discomfort gradually dissipated, and Ning Qingwan took the mint.

She really hadn't slept much last night, not to write songs, but Meng Xia's words kept ringing in her ears, causing her to toss and turn and couldn't fall asleep.

In order to prevent Mo Li from worrying about Ning Qingwan, he shook his head and asked, "Have you contacted Chu Shijie?" He took off the candy wrapper and threw the candy into his mouth.

"Contact." Mo Li shrugged, "The boss is very efficient, and the person in charge of the organizer was dismissed."

Ning Qingwan was not surprised at all, and answered indifferently, "If you are not efficient, you are not worthy of this position."

The two of them didn't speak loudly, but Luo Ke's hearing was excellent. Meng Xia immediately shook his head and closed his eyes, lowered his voice, and almost spoke in an air voice: "Xia Xia, the voice of the elder sister in the front seat is very similar to that of Wan Wan's husband."

Ning Qingwan's smokey voice is unique and can be easily distinguished.

Meng Xia rubbed her eyes, stared at the back of the front seat for a while, and became more and more sure of her thoughts.

She also learned Luo Ke's voice to speak, "I guess it may be Wan Wan's husband."

After the two glanced at each other, Luo Ke signed at Tiantian and Mosquito across the aisle, not knowing whether Mosquito and Mosquito understood after a while.

Mosquito and Tiantian both nodded after watching for a while, and made an "OK" gesture.

After getting off the plane, Meng Xia complimented Luo Kebi in her heart. Tiantian and Mosquito actually understood her messy gestures!

The four of them followed Ning Qingwan and the three of them all the way from the moment they got off the plane, murmuring endlessly as they walked.

"We're so lucky to be in the same class as Wan Wan's husband!"

"Ah! You're still sitting so close! The 2 o'clock class is probably going to cry to death~"

"I'm about to leave the airport, I have to hurry up and get my autograph! It should be easy to get there without bodyguards this time."

"Who of you is going to stop your husband, they are going too fast."

"I'm afraid of scaring Wan Wan's husband."

"I'm cowardly, I dare not."

"Xia Xia's voice is sweet, Xia Xia is fast, go and stop her husband."

Meng Xia was stunned, "Huh?" She was also cowardly! He quickly waved his hand and said, "I don't dare."

"I've already hugged, what are you cowardly, hurry up! Call your husband."

"Hey, Xia Xia, the lifelong happiness of several of us is in your hands, oh no, it's your mouth, hurry up."

"..." Meng Xia was chased by the ducks, and reluctantly ran a few steps forward, lowered her voice and whispered, "Husband Wan Wan..."

Luo Ke caught up to Meng Xia's footsteps and slapped her on the back, "The voice is so small that my husband can't hear it, so call it louder!"

Meng Xia was so frightened that she raised her voice, "Husband! You wait..." The voice faded away.

Ning Qingwan raised her eyebrows, and she heard the first sound, but she just sent Meng Xia back to school in the morning, and she always felt that the chance of encountering it again would not be so great, so she didn't stop.

But the last "husband" sounded unfamiliar, Ning Qingwan immediately stopped, turned around, raised her chin, and saw Meng Xia unsurprisingly.

The little girl was still wearing the dress she picked, her face was dyed a layer of crimson, and she was cute and tight.

Mo Li and Cheng Xujian also followed her to a stop, and when they turned around, they saw Meng Xia and the others.

"The little girl has a good relationship with us." Mo Li looked at Meng Xia with a smile and teased.

Meng Xia blushed and said "um" like a mosquito, and unconsciously began to bite her lower lip again.

The three of Rocco immediately got together, smiling with frowning eyes, excited.

Mosquito was the first to speak, "It's really Wanwan's husband. We like you so much! Can you sign us?"

As he spoke, he took out a marker from his bag and offered it with both hands, his eyes full of piety.

Mosquito had just cut her short hair. She looked more heroic and dressed in a neutral style. After Ning Qingwan glanced at her more, her eyes passed over Meng Xia and landed on the pen in Mosquito's hand.

"Okay." Ning Qingwan took the pen, "Where is the signature?"

Mosquito took off his hat, and Tiantian and Luo Ke pointed to their white T-shirts.

After Ning Qingwan signed them all, she looked at Meng Xia gently, "What about you?"

The blush on Meng Xia's face was not light but deep, biting his lower lip and shaking his head, his voice was soft, "I signed it last time."

Brows raised slightly, Ning Qingwan looked at Meng Xia for a while, then put the cap on and handed it back to Mosquito.

"You can sign again after you have signed it!" Luo Heheng murmured in a low voice, hurriedly pulling Meng Xia to Ning Qingwan, holding Meng Xia's shoulders and turning her around, making Meng Xia turn her back to Ning Qing Wan.

"Husband Wan Wan, sign her on the back."

Meng Xia's back suddenly stiffened. The dress that Ning Qingwan wore for her was a little careful in the design of the back. It was hollowed out and tied with a big bow in the middle. Her long hair could be blocked even if it was tied into a ponytail.

But the design on the back of the clothes was discovered by Luo Ke when he was packing.

Ning Qingwan rolled her eyes and asked, "Is it signed?" His gaze fell on the cutout on Meng Xia's back, "On the bow?"

Rocco nodded frantically.

The cool hand rubbed across her back like nothing. Meng Xia's back was very sensitive, and even her waist was tense. She couldn't help but tremble a little. She wanted to leave, and her footsteps moved slightly.

"Don't move." His voice was hoarse and unique, very seductive.

Ning Qingwan signed it very carefully, one stroke at a time, and then watched as a little powder appeared on Meng Xia's fair neck.