Bent By the Male Protagonist’s White Moonlight

Meng Xia's soft voice also entered her ears at this moment, "I was just looking at her necklace, my sister also wore it at last year's concert."

Wings are hanging on the necklace, and the wings are clearly feathered, carefully crafted to be the same as the real thing, and a dark-colored jade is hanging at the end, which is full of lustrous light. She had also searched for the same model, but she couldn't find it no matter how much she looked for it. After realizing it, she found that it was an exclusive customization, and this was the only one.

Ning Qingwan hooked her lips and said clearly: "That's Susan's own. I borrowed Dai Yidai for the styling needs at that time."

The stylists often bring some personal treasures to the stars. If there are many, they will send them directly. Sometimes stars will ask them to buy them directly. , Ning Qingwan would definitely take one over without hesitation.

"Do you like it? I'll send it to you." Susan said to Meng Xia with a smile.

Ning Qingwan's face sank instantly.

"No need, thank you." Meng Xia quickly waved her hand and declined, noting that this necklace really looked good, but she wanted to have the same style as Ning Qingwan.

Seeing Meng Xia's refusal, Ning Qingwan's expression turned slightly pale, and she glanced at Susan, who was a little disappointed, and said with a smile: "If you want to sell it, you might as well consider an auction, and you can make a fortune."

Susan was choked and speechless.

Cheng Xu held up two sets of dresses and asked, "Sister Wan Wan, which one do you see through?"

Ning Qingwan has a cool temperament, and her skin is also cold white. Susan held her chin, glanced back and forth between Cheng Xu's arms for two rounds, pointed to the starry sky gradient halter on Cheng Xu's right hand, and suggested: "This It should be more suitable for you, Duo Tuoyan suppresses Qunfang."

"Which one do you like?" Ning Qingwan directly skipped Susan and asked Meng Xia.

Professional stylist susan felt that she had been insulted, but she also wanted to see if the aesthetic of the innocent little white rabbit was on the same channel as hers, so she didn't say much.

Meng Xia thought about it and agreed with Susan's choice.

Some people are happy and some people are angry.

Ning Qingwan has a good foundation, and Susan is very handy in styling, but it was finished in more than an hour, during which Susan asked casually, "The little girl calls you sister, it's your sister."

Ning Qingwan raised her eyebrows and denied, "No."

She curled her lips into a smile, her eyes rolled, and she was full of amorous feelings. Susan cursed inwardly as a real evildoer, and then Ning Qingwan stabbed her with a knife. Ning Qingwan said leisurely, "She is my wife's fan."

Seeing Susan deflated, Ning Qingwan felt relieved. She glanced at Meng Xia, who was lying on the sofa and didn't know what to talk about with Lai Xiaomeng, her eyes twitching slightly.

"Perfect~" Susan was very satisfied with the styling for Ning Qingwan.

Meng Xia heard the sound and looked over, Ning Qingwan turned her back to her, the V on the back opened to the lower back, and Yingying could see two sunken waist fossa, revealing a graceful and straight back, and delicately shaped shoulder blades.

It's really perfect, Meng Xia agrees with Susan's praise in his heart, but the two people's points are different.

Ning Qingwan looked back to meet a certain little rabbit's stunned gaze, and asked with a smile, "Does it look good?"

Cheng Xu took the lead in expressing his position: "It looks good!"

Lai Xiaomeng agreed: "It's beautiful!"

The two of them were directly ignored by Ning Qingwan, their eyes fell on Meng Xia, their eyebrows were raised, their eyes were slightly burning, and even the tear mole under the corner of their eyes was very moving.

Meng Xia nodded with a smile: "Good-looking~"

The tone was soft and waxy as always, Ning Qingwan curled the corners of her lips and smiled in satisfaction. The beauty smiled, fascinated, Meng Xia was stunned, and looked away unnaturally.

Afterwards, Susan gave Lai Xiaomeng a relatively simple look, and Mo Li called Ning Qingwan to tell Ning Qingwan not to be late, so as not to be labeled as "playing a big name". .

After arriving, Meng Xia was led by Cheng Xu to sit in the VIP area of ​​the infield. Fans on the side gave her two cheering sticks enthusiastically. After sitting for a while, the lights went out, and the summer music festival kicked off.

On the program list, Ning Qingwan's songs were at the back. After listening to a few slow songs, Meng Xia felt a little drowsy. The screen of her mobile phone lit up. Meng Xia turned down the brightness and saw the news of Ning Qingwan.

"It's so boring~" Ning Qingwan regretted letting Meng Xia go to the auditorium so early, so she should have replaced Cheng Xu quietly.

Accompanying Ning Qingwan on the side, Cheng Xu shivered in boredom.

Meng Xia bent the corners of her lips, feeling that Ning Qingwan was so cute, "Then let me chat with my sister."

Ning Qingwan quickly replied to the message, "Don't you listen to other people's songs well?"

I just want to hear you sing, Meng Xia thought so in her heart, she curled her fingers and asked, "Sister, when are you going to play?"

Ning Qingwan looked at her phone and smiled clearly. The implication was that she had a good idea, "I hope the stars, the moon, and me sing?"

The thoughts in his heart were cut open, Meng Xia blushed slightly, pursed his lips and replied "..." After thinking about it, he felt a little overwhelmed. "

The organizer sent someone to look for Ning Qingwan to wait. Ning Qingwan sent a message to Meng Xia and then handed over the phone to Cheng Xu.

"wait for me."

Meng Xia looked at these two words, her heartbeat quickened, the host and hostess came to the stage, you and I joked one after another, "The next thing is incredible~ It's obvious that you can rely on her looks but she has to rely on talent. She has won the title for three consecutive years. , and their band won the Most Popular Chinese Orchestra Award at last year's music festival. They are—"

The fans in the audience couldn't hold back and screamed: "Ning Qingwan! Ning Qingwan!" The band fans frantically called: "theone!" "theone!"

The host smiled and said, "Let's invite theone band! Please Ning! Qing! Wan! Bring us the song "Hugging You"!"

There was a sound of drums, and the stage was staggered with blue-purple lights. The elevator platform in the center slowly rose. Ning Qingwan's figure appeared little by little, with a beautiful face and graceful appearance.

Holding the microphone in her hand, she smiled and said Yan Yan. The dress susan chose for her made her look like the most dazzling one in the dazzling galaxy. The brilliance was so dazzling that people couldn't look away.

There were deafening cheers in his ears, and the noise gradually became a rhythmic call. Meng Xia's heart also beat and boiled again and again with the cheers of support.

Ning Qingwan is like a goblin on the stage, every frown and smile is enchanting, every move is free and easy, and the contradictory temperament is combined to form a fresh her.

The unique and provocative smoke voice sings the most provocative love words in the most dry music.

"Ah! The ear is pregnant ah ah ah!"

"Human wrench Ning Qingwan, Mom, I'm going to give her a monkey!"

"Fuck, wsl, husband, I want to marry you!"

Meng Xia waved the cheering stick along with other fans, only to feel that goose bumps were aroused layer by layer, and all the limbs were numb like electric current.

At the end of the song, Ning Qingwan met Meng Xia's gaze precisely, seeing the undisguised admiration and admiration in those gleaming apricot eyes, the corners of her lips curled up, and a smile appeared, as if she was filled with all kinds of tenderness that moved people's hearts. .

"I want to hug you every morning when I wake up."

The last sentence of affectionate confession made the audience suddenly quiet, followed by more boiling applause and cheers.

Meng Xia froze for breath, and at that moment, she even gave birth to the illusion that Ning Qingwan's confession was for her alone, and then pulled back to her senses, secretly reminding herself what she was thinking about. But, my heart is beating so fast.

Then came the next show. Meng Xia looked at her phone and Ning Qingwan asked her, "Do you still want to listen to other people's songs~?"

After listening to Ning Qingwan's song, other people's songs can still be heard, Meng Xia replied "Shake his head.jpg"

"Then come out on the left, and Cheng Xu will pick you up."

Meng Xia pursed her lips and looked to the left. Under the stage, Cheng Xu waved to her, and she hunched over and left the audience. Cheng Xu took her around to the backstage, went out through the small door, and got into the nanny car.

Mo Li was stunned for a moment when he saw Meng Xia, looked at Ning Qingwan ambiguous, and asked her with his eyes: What's the progress now?

Ning Qingwan lowered her eyes wearily, shrugged her shoulders in return, and then heard Mo Li's sneer, Ning Qingwan glanced at him slightly annoyed.

After getting in the car, Meng Xia sat obediently in the back row, completely unable to see the eye contact between Ning Qingwan and Mo Li.

Ning Qingwan turned the seat to face Meng Xia, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is it good?"

"Nice~" Meng Xia rolled her eyes and praised generously.

Mo Li glanced at Ning Qingwan with a funny look, he didn't know what he sang, and he had to ask a little girl if it sounded good.

"What about the comparison with others?" Ning Qingwan asked again.

Mo Li couldn't hold back his laughter, and with a "poof", Ning Qingwan gave him a quick glance.

Meng Xia didn't know why, so he still answered Ning Qingwan's question, "It sounds better than others." After a pause, he added embarrassingly, "Actually, I don't really listen to others."

Ning Qingwan raised her eyebrows and smiled with satisfaction.

When the car drove to Ning Qingwan's house, Mo Li remembered something and revealed, "The 'Fortunate to Meet You' show is scheduled to be recorded at the end of August."

Meng Xia's face turned pale, and she was afraid of the plot of the original text. Ning Qingwan rubbed her head soothingly, and gave a faint "um".

After the nanny car drove away, Meng Xia raised her eyes to look at Ning Qingwan. The dim light sprinkled on her body with a soft warm light. Ning Qingwan's voice was gentle, as if she had some kind of magic power. People are at ease.

"I'm here, don't be afraid."

The turbulent emotions in his heart gradually calmed down. Ning Qingwan's singing and the confession reverberated in his ears. Meng Xia raised his head and smiled, and asked carefully, "Sister, can I hug you?"

Before she finished speaking, Ning Qingwan reached out and dragged her into her arms, with a hint of pampering in her tone, "Hold if you want."

A trace of sweetness crept up in her heart, it penetrated into her heart and spleen, her eyebrows rose up, and she couldn't help bending out a curve. Meng Xia gathered up the courage to wrap her arms around Ning Qingwan's waist, and touched the bare skin of Ning Qingwan's back with her hands. , Slightly cold, she hurriedly moved away, and finally curled her fingertips around the edge of Ning Qingwan's dress, her face dyed with a layer of crimson again.

The delicate fragrance of Ning Qingwan's body filled her nose, and a low laugh came from her ear, which brushed past her ears like the wind, which could not be heard clearly.

"Send you home?" Ning Qingwan asked her.

Meng Xia didn't answer, but she didn't want to go home, she didn't want to let go of Ning Qingwan's hand, and she wanted to hug Ning Qingwan for a while longer.

Ning Qingwan put her chin on her shoulder and said tiredly, "I'm so tired, I can't drive."

Inexplicably hopeful in his heart, Meng Xia did not speak, feeling the heat on his face.

Then Ning Qingwan's low, hoarse voice with a smile exploded in her ears, "Stay down? Or should I try my best to send you home?"

Heart beating fast, Meng Xia rolled his throat, let go of his hand, and said bluntly, "I can fight back."

Ning Qingwan: "…"

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