Bent By the Male Protagonist’s White Moonlight

Meng Xia was suddenly pulled into a cool embrace, her chaotic thoughts instantly awoke when her hand touched Ning Qingwan's bare skin. Ning Qingwan was not wearing any clothes, and the nightgown on her body fell loose under the pull just now. Wide open.

The skin was touching, Ning Qingwan's body was cold, but her body was constantly hot.

"Sister, you, put on your clothes." Meng Xia bit her lip, her voice soft and crying.

She was embarrassed and embarrassed, her eyes were scrambling, she didn't know where to look, and she didn't know where to put her hands.

Ning Qingwan frowned slightly, the softness of Meng Xia's chest pressed tightly against her, from warm to scorching hot. Ning Qingwan had noticed it long ago, but she seemed indifferent and didn't express it, but the little girl's avoidance like a snake and scorpion only made her heart sink a little.

After a moment of silence, Ning Qingwan let go of Meng Xia's hand, stretched her brows, her expression was as usual, she sat up and slowly put her shirt back on her body, and turned off the noisy TV by the way.

When he looked back, Xiaokubao was squinting and sorting out the nightgown on his body, his hair was scattered on the pillow, his eyes were red, and his cheeks were also blushing.

Ning Qingwan stretched out her hand in a strange way, and put her palm on her soft, moist cheek.

The cool fingertips rubbed his cheeks slowly and softly, Meng Xia raised his eyes in shock, tears filling his eyelashes, a pair of almond eyes seemed to be watery, and a single tear fell in the blink of an eye.

That teardrop seemed to fall into Ning Qingwan's heart lake, and ripples rippled on the unsettled lake surface. She wiped away the tear with her fingertips and coaxed softly, "Don't cry."

But sometimes, if you don't coax, you don't cry. After coaxing, you can't stop crying. Meng Xia is such a person. Ning Qingwan's tenderness is on her heart, which makes her nose sour and she can't help crying. Tears welled up in red eyes.

Ning Qingwan, who had never coaxed anyone since she was a child, was a little overwhelmed. Although Meng Xia had cried a few times before, she had never cried like this in front of her. As long as she saw Meng Xia's red eyes, her heart softened. .

Ning Qingwan lay down on her side, holding her head with her hands bent and looking at Meng Xia, the little girl stared at her pitifully with tears in her eyes, Ning Qingwan almost exhausted her tenderness and patience to coax the little crying bag in front of her. , "Good, don't cry, it's not good to cry again."

"Well..." Meng Xia held back her tears and blinked, because of these words, her focus was diverted.

The two of them are not close, but it is a good perspective to appreciate Zhang Li's appearance. Meng Xia stared at the good appearance of the jade carved ice sculpture in front of him, and asked curiously, "Sister, have you ever cried?"

Ning Qingwan froze for a moment, the tenderness in her eyes suddenly cooled down, and she said in a cold voice, "I have."

Noticing the change in Ning Qingwan's mood, Meng Xia's intuition was particularly unhappy. Not everyone likes to recall and talk about those sad pasts. If Ning Qingwan didn't say more, Meng Xia wouldn't ask more.

Ning Qingwan was silent for a moment, then continued: "Do you remember the last time I told you that I once cooked a table of dishes for a person, and then they were all killed?" She smiled, as if recalling What, the smile is cold, and the eyes are indifferent, and the next time I speak, it is a tone of indifference and aloofness, "I poured the dishes myself."

Maybe it was because her mind was spoiled and cried, Meng Xia guessed, and her heart was faintly filled with pain, and she was dumbfounded for a while. This time, she still didn't know how to comfort Ning Qingwan.

Meng Xia moved closer to Ning Qingwan, and cautiously reached out to hug her, but her movements were clumsy, and when her hand touched Ning Qingwan's back, it seemed to be burnt and retracted, and she clenched her teeth several times before hugging her.

"Are you comforting me?" Ning Qingwan couldn't help laughing while looking at the little head in her arms. She was clumsy and didn't even dare to hug.

Meng Xia pursed her lips and snorted softly, "Well."

"Do not cry?"

"Um."

Ning Qingwan hooked Meng Xia's hair with her fingertips, the blue silk wrapped around her slender fingers, and then slowly fell off the pillow. Gradually, he was not only satisfied with this, but slowly buried his five fingers into Meng Xia's hair.

The little girl in her arms trembled slightly.

This distance is too close, maybe Ning Qingwan didn't think too much, but Meng Xia couldn't help but think about it. She bit her lower lip, pulled back a touch of reason, withdrew the hand that hugged Ning Qingwan, and silently stepped back. move.

But the hand holding the back of the head exerted a little force, Meng Xia was too stiff to move too obviously, Ning Qingwan laughed, but Meng Xia caught her with a very soft sound. Meng Xia raised her eyes to meet Ning Qingwan's eyes, her beautiful peach blossom eyes were as indifferent as usual.

She heard the laugh just now, but Meng Xia couldn't help but ask, "Sister, what are you laughing at?"

"Laughs..." Ning Qingwan suddenly leaned over, reached out and raised Meng Xia's chin, forcing her to look at him, staring straight at Meng Xia's reddish eyes, looking at her with panic and unease in her eyes. Ning Qingwan restrained her smile and said after a pause, "Laughing at you without a conscience, it's so perfunctory to comfort you."

"No, I..." Seeing that the smile on Ning Qingwan's lips faded, Meng Xia quickly explained, feeling a little helpless, "I don't know how to comfort my sister."

Ning Qingwan hooked her lips, turned her back to her, reached out to turn off the light, and said, "Go to sleep."

The room fell into darkness, and it was quiet. The rain outside the room kept falling, and the sound of the rain beating on the windows became extraordinarily clear.

After a while, a warm arm came up from the lower waist, Ning Qingwan lowered her eyes and looked at the hands on her waist, licking her dry lips lightly.

Meng Xia pursed her lips. She felt that Ning Qingwan was unhappy. After thinking about it, she seemed to be really unconscionable.

"Sister, don't be unhappy." Meng Xia waited for a while, but Ning Qingwan didn't respond to her, and muttered a little disappointedly, "Sister good night."

After a long time, the person behind him breathed evenly and long, and he should have fallen asleep. Ning Qingwan turned around slowly and stared at the sleeping face of the person beside the bed for a while.

In the dark night, her eyes lit up for a moment, then darkened again.

She is not a very patient person, or she used to have patience, but it was all consumed by Ms. Fan's indifference. Since then, in order not to let herself have expectations and disappointments, she has nothing special to like.

For the person or thing you like, you can either possess it completely, or discard it. It's not that she didn't think about what to do if Meng Xia didn't accept it, but after a simple fantasy, she found that she didn't want to give up this love.

Want to occupy, even forcefully. Ning Qingwan knew that she was not a good person, and the paranoid desire hidden in the darkest corners of her heart was about to stir. She was always afraid of scaring the rabbit and tried her best to suppress it, but the more Meng Xia hid, the more anxious she became.

A slender hand stroked the tender cheeks of the person in front of him, Ning Qingwan leaned forward, rubbed the person in front of him with the tip of her nose, and sighed softly, "Little rabbit, I have no patience."

Meng Xia was still in her sleep, Xu was unloading a heavy stone after speaking her mind, perhaps because Ning Qingwan was by her side, she slept very deeply this night. She frowned slightly and turned her face away.

The next moment, the dream changed, and she slept in a daze, feeling that the dream was both real and fake, and the touch was so clear that she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or a reality.

In the dream, someone pressed her under her body and kissed her lips. At first, she slowly turned and grinded it, but after she ducked slightly, the kiss became heavier. She wanted to see the person in front of her, her eyelids were heavy. I couldn't open it, as if there was a hand blocking my eyes.

Until her breathing became more and more rapid and she was about to wake up completely, the person suddenly left. She was really sleepy, and she fell back to sleep in a confused state. She seemed to see the person in the haze in the half-dream and half-awake, her lips slightly Kai, murmured, "Sister."

The person at the door paused for a moment when he heard the sound, then closed the door gently, sipped the cigarette with thin lips, took a breath and slowly exhaled it, the smoke overflowing from his lips and teeth obscured his face.

Ning Qingwan lowered her eyes and glanced at the cigarette in her hand, the lady's cigarette, the faint mint smell, the things that can usually be meditated, but now it's boring.

She narrowed her eyes and licked her lips subconsciously.

still want.

…

In mid-August, the weather was unbelievably hot, and the air conditioner in the school dormitory was broken. Luo Ke spent more than half a month in the postgraduate entrance examination classroom, only to think that he would become a nerd in the next second.

He simply ran to Meng Xia's hut to steal a half-day leisure.

The two of them nestled on the sofa with half a watermelon in their arms, watching TV with the air conditioner on. Luo Ke was eating with relish. She glanced at Meng Xia beside her, and shook her head.

Meng Xia picked up the mobile phone for a while, and couldn't type a word while holding the mobile phone in front of the keyboard. After a while, she put it down silently.

"You're not holding a mobile phone." Luo Ke said with a serious face, and when Meng Xia looked at him suspiciously, he explained slowly, "It's a hot potato."

It was very hot, Meng Xia pursed her lips and agreed with Luo Ke's metaphor in her heart.

The dream that night was so terrifying that Meng Xia didn't dare to face Ning Qingwan now. She felt that her heart could no longer be held, and when she saw Ning Qingwan's news on her mobile phone, she felt flustered and didn't know what to reply.

Ning Qingwan asked her to have dinner, but she relied on Ning Qingwan not seeing her poor acting skills, typing and lying across the screen with a guilty conscience, she went home and couldn't go out to eat.

"I heard that Wan Wan's husband was invited to participate in the recording of the program 'Fortunate to Met You'." Luo Ke pressed the remote control to play the first episode of "Fortunately to Meet You".

Meng Xia shivered a little, she could not escape the first day of the first day but the fifteenth day of the new year. At the end of the month, she will join the group to record the program.

"I don't know if it's true or not, the fans are all blown up!" Luo Ke dug out a spoonful of watermelon and chewed it hard, "They're all scolding the show team for doing things, and I can't accept Wanwan's husband going to the show to talk to the dog man. in love."

Luo Ke pointed to the TV screen and complained, "The male guests in the first season are either ugly or greasy. What good stuff can you invite in the second season."

"There is news that the popular male star Su Jiabei has been hired. We suspect that the show team wants to bind the CP." Luo Ke paused, sighed and slumped his shoulders, "The two fans have been torn apart for several days. A die-hard fan of Tianhe Su Jiabei is on the hook, but it's exhausting me."

Luo Ke's eyes lit up when she thought of Su Jiabei's fans, she turned sideways and saw Meng Xia's dazed look, the flames in her eyes grew even more vigorous, she reached out and held Meng Xia's shoulders, shaking it back and forth, " Xia Xia! Did you listen to me?"

Meng Xia was dizzy by her shaking, and said repeatedly, "There are some."

"Then why are you in a daze?" Luo Ke said dissatisfied, and looked at her suspiciously, "Are you hiding something from me?"

Meng Xia was hesitating whether to tell Luo Ke that he would also record this show. If it was broadcast at that time, Luo Ke found that he hadn't told her, and it was estimated that he would die miserably.

"I, I joined the group at the end of August. It's this 'fortunate to meet you' program group."

"My giao, do you really want to participate in the recording of the 'fortunate to meet you' show?" Luo Ke dropped his jaw, looked at Meng Xia in astonishment, and asked again with a trembling voice, "It was Wan Wan's husband who suffered The one you invited??"

Meng Xia nodded nervously.

"You have to tell Mosquito and Tiantian, it's too exciting, you can actually get in close contact with Wan Wan's husband!" Luo Kegang looked at Meng Xia earnestly after sending a message in the small group, immediately held her hands, and solemnly instructed Said, "You must swear to guard our husband and do your best to cut off the little flame between her and any male guest!"

Meng Xia twitched the corners of his mouth. Facing Luo Ke's star eyes, he couldn't say anything to refuse, so he could only say weakly, "I'll try my best..." He had to pinch the little flame in his heart.

In the evening, Luo Ke was going to have dinner and watch a movie with his new boyfriend. Meng Xia put the watermelon rind in a garbage bag and sent Luo Ke downstairs to throw a garbage.

After throwing out the garbage, Meng Xia wiped her hands and saw Luo Ke looking at one place with a dull expression. Meng Xia followed her line of sight and immediately stiffened her back.

"Xia Xia, your community is really hidden. You can actually let me see an Alpha." Luo Ke touched his chin and thought, "Husband Wanwan seems to have one too."

Luo Ke looked at his watch, "Yeah, it's too late, I'll go first!" The voice ran away like a gust of wind.

Meng Xia, who was left overwhelmed, was wondering whether to pretend to be blind and go home silently, and then took a step back. The phone rang, vibrating in her palm, and even her little heart was thumping and beating non-stop.

Meng Xia was extremely guilty, and only lied to Ning Qingwan in the afternoon, and was arrested now.

The second time the phone rang, she answered the phone with trembling hands.

"Get in the car." The voice was a few degrees colder than usual.

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