Bent By the Male Protagonist’s White Moonlight

The clothes stained with sauce can be changed. What should I do with the lips that were kissed red? Meng Xia pursed her lips in front of the mirror and sighed helplessly.

"Put on a lipstick and cover it?" The culprit suggested intimately.

Meng Xia stared to the side annoyed, Ning Qingwan had already changed clothes and was leaning against the wall waiting for her. The white shirt with lantern sleeves and white hot pants was refreshing and slender, with a hint of laziness, and she was playing with a lipstick.

Fascinated by the beauty, the complaints also disappeared.

"All right......"

Meng Xia reached for the lipstick, but Ning Qingwan raised her hand to avoid it, "I'll paint it for you."

Involuntarily, he pulled out the cap and twisted the lipstick, raised Meng Xia's chin with one finger, lowered his head and smeared attentively.

The warm breath hit his face, Meng Xia didn't dare to move, and his breathing gradually slowed down.

"Open your mouth."

......The scene of the kiss just now came to mind immediately, she was nervous and her teeth were tightly closed, Ning Qingwan said this with a smile.

Meng Xia's face was red and her ears were hot, her long eyelashes fanningly fluttered in her dark eyes, and her eyes were nowhere to be placed.

The red lips are slightly parted, and the exhalation is like a blue orchid, delicate and charming. The tender cheeks were flushed with blush, and the whites were rosy. The more he looked, the more he wanted to bully her.

The hand holding the lipstick tightened suddenly, Ning Qingwan's eyes were dark and dark, and she was stunned for a moment after applying the lipstick.

Meng Xia blinked uncomfortably, and was embarrassed to urge her, so she called to her in a low voice, "Sister..."

Shensi retracted, "Okay, let's cook, little chef." Ning Qing took back the lipstick as if nothing had happened, lowered his head to cover the lid, and when he raised his head again, his face had returned to his usual calmness.

"it is good."

Before Meng Xia left, she looked in the mirror again. The color of her lips was normal, but her face was flushed. Meng Xia patted his face, took a deep breath, and tried to calm down the agitation in his heart.

At the entrance of the stairs, they met Xiao Sixuan who had also finished changing his clothes. None of the three said a word and went downstairs one after the other.

Only Shen Lan and Susan were busy on the kitchen console. Su Jiabei pointed at the dishes and asked questions, and Shen Lan took the trouble to explain to him. Meng Xia glanced at the house, Ji Tong and Zhang Yang seemed to have left the villa.

Seeing them go downstairs, Shen Lan laughed and joked, "Beautiful men and women, it looks like a fashion show." She paused, as if thinking of something, "I have a clothing exhibition in mid-September, do you want to come and see it? ?"

Everyone expressed interest.

Shen Lan climbed along the pole and begged Susan to do the modeling, and begged Ning Qingwan and Meng Xia to be the models, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional to ignore Su Jiabei on the side.

"Am I not fit to be a model?"

Shen Lan looked up at him and said slyly, "It's all women's clothing, do you want to wear it? I'll just say it, you really like it."

Su Jiabei took a virgin fruit and stuffed it into Shen Lan's mouth: "...shut up."

"Does this all require professional models?" Meng Xia walked into the console to re-mix the sauce, and asked casually.

"No need, no need, I paid for it myself, whoever I want to invite." Shen Lan squeezed beside Meng Xia, shrugged and touched her, "Come on~"

Ning Qingwan gave Shen Lan a cold look.

Shen Lan kept a little distance from Meng Xia very interestingly. She was smart and her brain was very active. She knew that Meng Xia mostly listened to Ning Qingwan's advice and simply changed her personal strategy, "Wedding theme ~ Qing Wan ~ you too."

Ning Qingwan raised her eyebrows. She noticed that Meng Xia's eyes lit up when she heard the wedding dress, then her brows softened and she compromised, "Okay."

Susan said that it was okay to style Shen Lan's models, but she never changed the nature of her love for money, "I'll give you a friendship price, 22% off."

A few people in the kitchen said a word to me, and it was fun. Time passed quickly without knowing it. Eight dishes were prepared in such a relaxed and harmonious atmosphere. Xiao Sixuan and Su Jiabei helped bring the dishes to the table.

Around the console is a long dining table with four chairs on the left and right.

Meng Xia sat next to him, next to Ning Qingwan, Ji Tong, and Shen Lan.

Opposite is Susan, next to Xiao Sixuan, Zhang Yang, Su Jiabei.

As soon as he sat down and didn't eat two bites, he started to brag about Meng Xia's good craftsmanship. Only Ji Tong said, "It is said that if you want to capture a man's heart, you must capture a man's stomach. After Xia Xia, her husband must be very happy."

It was strange to hear that, Ning Qingwan's brows slowly tightened, just as she was about to speak, Meng Xia's soft voice was unhurried and loud.

"Washing your hands and making soup can be for simple survival or to enjoy an exquisite life, but the original intention must be to please yourself, not to please men."

Meng Xia was a little embarrassed after speaking, which was equivalent to openly taking down Ji Tong's face. She didn't dare to look at other people's eyes, so she lowered her head and pretended to be calm, and ate in silence.

The air seemed to freeze after her voice fell.

Ning Qingwan's light laughter broke the awkward atmosphere. She leaned over to Meng Xia and joked, "Unlock a little hedgehog?"

"Is it too rigid?" Meng Xia whispered, even Ning Qingwan said she was stabbed.

"No, that's a good point." Ning Qingwan raised her eyebrows, "The hedgehog's thorns are used to protect himself. The belly is as soft as the thorns are."

"So you are a very gentle girl inside."

Meng Xia's eyes lit up, she clenched her chopsticks tightly, restraining her urge to hug Ning Qingwan.

"Sister, you are also very gentle." She couldn't help but confided in her heart.

Susan coughed twice, signaling the two to pay attention, there are others around here!

Xiao Sixuan silently served Susan a bowl of soup. Susan looked at the soup bowl and frowned almost imperceptibly. She didn't drink that bowl of soup until the end of the meal.

During this period, Ji Tong might want to apologize. He handed the dishes that were farther away from Meng Xia in front of Meng Xia with a soft voice, "See if you can't reach it."

Ning Qingwan unceremoniously took two chopsticks from the dish he was holding, put them into Meng Xia's bowl, and then sent Ji Tong unsavoury, "Thank you, I have a heart."

Ji Tong's hand holding the plate tightened, and after a while, Su Jiabei smiled, "Can you bring it back, I want to eat it." Ji Tong pursed his lips and put the plate back in place.

Meng Xia devoured the dish in the bowl with her eyebrows bent. Although it was spicy, she tasted the sweetness. She took a piece of sweet and sour tenderloin and wanted to pass it into Ning Qingwan's bowl, but before she put it in, Ning Qingwan lowered her head and stuck out her red tongue with her chopsticks to roll the tenderloin into her mouth.

Breathing suddenly stopped, Meng Xia's heart skipped a beat, and she forgot to take back the chopsticks, until Ning Qingwan tilted her head and stared at her in a leisurely manner. Take back the chopsticks.

Only a few people nearby saw this scene. Susan coughed twice with a pale face. Ning Qingwan handed her a glass of water. Susan stared at the glass as if to burn a hole in the glass. After a long time, she drank it. Ning Qingwan's glass of water.

Xiao Sixuan looked at the bowl of untouched soup, and then at the glass of water, thoughtfully.

When Ji Tong saw Ning Qingwan's move, his mind was swaying at first, and his eyes were filled with desire and hope, and then his face slowly sank.

"Sister, you are too bold." Meng Xia whispered, "Aren't you afraid of being caught by the camera?"

Ning Qingwan said indifferently, "What can't be broadcast will be cut, and you're wrong, if I'm bold..."

The voice stopped, Meng Xia looked at her suspiciously, Ning Qingwan curled her lips and whispered to her, "There's no need to change clothes."

No need to take you to the toilet.

Meng Xia understood the meaning of this sentence, not only smoking in his head, but also in his throat.

In another room, Lin Youran didn't know the taste of the lunch box, and sighed, "The rice is fragrant, and the people who cook are more fragrant."

While feeling resentment in her heart, the smell of the food was in the nose, Lin Youran's eyes fell on the lunch box in Wei Fei's hand. Wei Fei ate it with gusto.

Lin Youran asked, "You made it yourself?"

Wei Fei nodded.

Lin Youran stretched out her chopsticks and was immediately slapped away by Wei Fei. She protected her lunch box like a brat, "What are you doing! Go eat your lunch."

Lin Youran leaned forward and got closer and closer to Wei Fei, almost touching her nose. Wei Fei's poker face became flushed. Lin Youran snorted and clamped the chicken leg in her lunch box with chopsticks. Leaving the body, nibbling on the chicken thigh contentedly.

Wei Fei: "..."

Because someone was busy with work in the afternoon, Xiao Sixuan answered the phone and rushed to the hospital. Zhang Yang was going to participate in a team race. Shen Lan was going back to the studio and his assistants to finalize a new design plan. The villa was suddenly deserted. .

Meng Xia had nothing to do in the afternoon, so he made cranberry biscuits in the kitchen oven and reserved some for Shen Lan. Ning Qingwan didn't say anything about it, but Meng Xia could sense Ning Qingwan's unhappiness somehow. It seemed that Ning Qingwan was unhappy. Qing Wan is quite possessive towards herself, but she is not disgusted.

"Sister, this is for you alone." Meng Xia handed Ning Qingwan the caramel pudding she made alone.

Ning Qingwan looked at the browned pudding in the small glass bottle, her eyes were soft, and she raised her eyebrows to ask her, "Just one?"

"Just one, only you have it."

The corners of Ning Qingwan's lips couldn't help but twitch, and she let out a chuckle, a warm current flowed through her heart, she said regretfully, "It's just one, what should I do if I can't bear to eat."

Meng Xia replied without thinking, "You can do it every day."

Ning Qingwan said warmly, "What you say is what you say."

Susan on the side felt a little choked while eating the biscuits, "People who don't know think that you are in a relationship at public expense."

She still didn't know that Ning Qingwan had confirmed her relationship with Meng Xia, and she didn't know that her deliberate anger at Ning Qingwan that day was of no use at all.

Ning Qingwan looked at her with a smile but not a smile, her brows raised slightly, the emotions in her eyes were unclear.

After three years of cooperation, Susan was familiar with her, and her heart skipped a beat. After being silent for a long time, she scolded, "Fuck."

Meng Xia didn't deliver the biscuits to the male guests, but Su Jiabei consciously took it and ate the small biscuits, staring straight at the pudding cup in Ning Qingwan's hand, "Why are you the only one who has pudding to eat? ?"

Ning Qingwan said indifferently, "It's from the love of my wife's fans." With a barely noticeable little chatter in her tone, she teased Su Jiabei maliciously, "You can also ask your mother's fans to do it for you."

Su Jiabei replied subconsciously, "I don't think Shen Lan would do this." After speaking, he stared at the half-eaten biscuits in his hand.

After the dessert was eaten in the afternoon, the female guests shouted that they wanted to lose weight in the evening, so the dinner was fooled. Until 7:00 pm, all the guests returned to the villa, gathered in the living room, and chatted with each other, Lin Youran suggested They play table games to promote each other's emotional development.

So a few people gathered around the coffee table, or sat on the sofa, or on the carpet. Zhang Yang proposed to play jenga. He built blocks marked with questions and instructions on the table. Everyone took turns to draw a block from it. There is a question and a task instruction on the block, which is similar to Truth or Dare. After the blocks are drawn, they must answer the question. Or complete mission instructions. If the drawn person collapses all the blocks, both answer the question and complete the task instruction.

The task instructions on the building blocks are really ambiguous, and everyone chooses to answer the questions tacitly.

The question on the building blocks that Shen Lan extracted was—Which of the opposite **** was the most favorite in the audience.

When everyone thought she would talk about Su Jiabei, Shen Lan replied, "I miss myself."

Everyone was stunned and looked at Su Jiabei subconsciously.

Zhang Yang said with a smile, "It's not the opposite sex, I don't count myself, it's a foul."

Shen Lan answered him in a joking tone, "With all due respect, everyone of the opposite **** here is not as good as me."

The male guest was unconvinced and argued with Shen Lan, only to find that Shen Lan was secretive, she even said with a smile, "Except for that, I'm ok with what a man can do."

It hurts self-esteem to talk about this topic, so Zhang Yang motioned to Meng Xia to extract the blocks and continue playing the game.

The question on the wooden stick that Meng Xia took out was—under what circumstances did the first kiss not exist?

Memories flooded, Meng Xia was tossing and searching inside, probably because he drank too much that time. She answered euphemistically, but everyone was surprised, looking at a very innocent little girl, she would do this after drinking!

Susan blurted out: "That time?!"

A group of people stared at her in unison, Susan kept her mouth shut, pushed her glasses, and mixed emotions in her heart. She already knew that it was Lai Xiaomeng's birthday.

Shen Lan: "Did you drink too much and be forcibly kissed?"

Meng Xia blushed, pursed her lips uncomfortably, and shook her head very slowly, "Benefits of alcohol to strengthen courage."

The implication was that she took the initiative, and Shen Lan gave her a thumbs up, "Cow."

After that, Susan smoked the blocks, and everyone's attention was on her.

Ning Qingwan sat beside Meng Xia, leaned over, pressed her ear, and whispered to her, "Actually it wasn't that time."

Meng Xia looked at her sideways in confusion. The two were very close. As soon as she turned her head, she almost kissed Ning Qingwan. She still remembered that she was recording a program, so she moved back a little while asking questions. , "It wasn't that time? That was..." She thought and thought, and it wasn't there before.

She moved a little, Ning Qingwan leaned forward and got closer to her, her curled eyelashes trembled, "Secret."

Those long eyelashes seemed to be fanning at the tip of her heart, and the scratching made her heart itch, and Meng Xia swallowed it. The sultry bad sister sat up straight again, as if nothing had happened.

"Qingwan, it's your turn." Ji Tonghuan's tone was a little cold.

Ning Qingwan glanced at him, and a glimpse of clarity flashed in her eyes. Apparently, Ji Tong saw the scene just now. She looked away expressionlessly, took out the wooden block, and pushed it with her fingertips without any trace. , all the building blocks collapsed.

"!! What is the problem! What is the mission order!" Shen Lan screamed.

It was so exciting.

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