Bent By the Male Protagonist’s White Moonlight

On Thursday, the first day of the National Day holiday, the last recording of "Fortunate to Meet You" was arranged on a luxury private yacht provided by the largest investor, Ning Jingjue.

It takes nearly two hours to drive from the villa to the pier where the yacht is moored. According to the requirements of the program team, the boat must be boarded before 11:00. Meng Xia got up early for a few days and rushed to school for morning classes. She finally made it to the holiday. She just wanted to be lazy.

When Ning Qingwan was pulled from the bed early in the morning, Meng Xia couldn't even open her eyelids and complained in a daze, "So sleepy... Why did my brother stop the boat so far?"

The tone was soft and intimate, and the elder brother called it so naturally.

Ning Qingwan pressed against her forehead and gave a low laugh, only to feel that Meng Xia was so cute and tight, she couldn't help but put a kiss on her slightly pouted lips.

"Hmm..." Meng Xia was sleepy, and the kiss didn't last for a while before she couldn't breathe, she turned her head slightly to the side.

Ning Qingwan took advantage of the situation and held her ear bones lightly.

The numbness spread from the base of the ear to the whole body, Meng Xia couldn't help trembling, and suddenly woke up.

Ning Qingwan whispered with a smile in her ear, "Are you awake?"

With a slightly dumb and low voice, Meng Xia couldn't help turning her head to look at her, her eyes were wet, innocent and helpless, "Wake up..."

"Get up and go to wash." Ning Qingwan pecked her face lightly.

Meng Xia quickly got up to wash up. Ning Qingwan first went downstairs to the kitchen to cook two bowls of wontons, and waited for Meng Xia to go downstairs and the two simply settled the breakfast. Xu Shi staggered the time and never met other people in the villa, and then the two went back to the room to dress up together.

After returning to the house, Meng Xia took out the blue hair piece that she had ordered two days ago and arrived yesterday, walked to the dressing table, and recommended herself to Ning Qingwan, "Sister, when you finish your makeup, can I braid your hair for you?"

Ning Qingwan was putting on makeup. Hearing that, she moved her hand and her eyes fell on the wig in Meng Xia's hand. She suddenly remembered that the two of them were watching TV together two days ago. Meng Xia praised that the heroine was so cool, and she ate it half-jokingly. vinegar. Meng Xia seriously explained that the hairstyle was cool, and even coaxed her to braid her like that, which would only be cooler and more beautiful than the heroine.

"Okay." Ning Qingwan hooked her lips and curved them into a shallow arc. After finishing the unfinished makeup, she handed the comb to Meng Xia and made her appeal, "I want cool and beautiful."

"Okay~" Meng Xia smiled with frowning eyes, took the comb carefully, and gently brushed Ning Qingwan's hair. Before starting to braid her hair, she said softly, "Speak if it hurts."

"Okay." Ning Qingwan played with the hair clip and responded to her with her tone of voice.

Meng Xia braided three furrow braids on the side of Ning Qingwan's head, fearing that Ning Qingwan's scalp would hurt, she did not dare to braid it too tightly, but the effect was not bad at all.

Ning Qingwan was wearing a short blue denim jacket, a small black vest, and overalls today, with her slim waist faintly visible. The makeup is heroic, the facial features are exquisite, the long hair on one side of the head is fluffy and slightly curly, and the other side is intertwined with blue three-strand braids. There is a bit of laziness in the beauty, and it is beautiful and handsome.

Meng Xia helped her braid her hair, and Ning Qingwan proposed to give Meng Xia makeup.

Meng Xia sat obediently, and before putting on makeup, she said to Ning Qingwan, "Just keep it simple."

Ning Qingwan deserved to be refreshed, "Okay."

As a result, it was very careful, and my hair was curled and permed. After putting on makeup, Ning Qingwan asked her to put on a very fairy dress and a knitted cardigan, and waited for Ning Qingwan to look in the mirror after finishing everything.

Meng Xia looked at herself in the mirror and was stunned.

It is a style that is very different from her usual pure and lovely style. The gentle and quiet temperament between her eyebrows and eyes dilutes the charm into softness and blends it into the bright makeup, which is just right and stunningly beautiful.

Meng Xia's eyes twitched as if it had grown all of a sudden, a little not used to it, and a little happy at the same time.

"Baby, are you satisfied with this look?" Ning Qingwan pulled the broken hair from her forehead behind her ears and put earrings on her.

Meng Xia fixedly looked at the w-shaped diamond earrings on the earlobe in the mirror, and answered with a pun, "I like it very much,"

The smile on Ning Qingwan's lips deepened, she spread her palms, and said warmly, "You wear it for me." She tilted her head and turned the braided side towards Meng Xia.

On that side, the ear is completely exposed.

Meng Xia's eyes softened, and she reached out to pick up the X-shaped earrings on Ning Qingwan's palm and put them on carefully. The earrings between her fingers were cold and her heart was hot.

After packing up, the two went out, and there was some traffic jam on the road. Fortunately, they went out early, and Meng Xia and Ning Qingwan arrived at the pier where the yacht was moored before 11 o'clock.

Coincidentally, I had a face-to-face with Susan who got out of the car after changing into high heels.

Susan looked at Ning Qingwan from head to toe and declined to comment. Her eyes turned to Meng Xia, and she sincerely praised, "Today is beautiful."

Meng Xia smiled embarrassedly and responded, "Sister Su is also very beautiful today."

Susan is holding the car door with one hand and half of her body. She is wearing a well-cut smog blue casual suit, which makes her complexion whiter, her black hair is like a waterfall, her face is beautiful, and the edge of her gold-rimmed glasses hangs with thin chains, which is a bit meticulous. end Su.

There is no woman who doesn't like being praised for her beauty, let alone being praised by someone who has a good impression on her. Susan immediately smiled. But the smile didn't last long.

Ning Qingwan handed over the car to the parking clerk and asked casually, "Did you just come here after discussing business?"

Although this dress is good-looking, it looks a bit awkward and inappropriate. Susan just came back from a show, and the clothes are all this kind, so there is really no need to change it. For a stylist with obsessive-compulsive disorder, it's a torture. She did self-hypnosis all the way, and Ning Qingwan brought her back to reality with a single word.

"Shut up." The curvature of the lips changed direction, Susan glared at Ning Qingwan angrily, her eyes passed over the ditch braid on the side of her head, Susan brushed her hair, and said to Meng Xia, " Xia Xia also braid a few braids for me when you have time."

Before she could respond, Meng Xia was pulled to the other side by Ning Qingwan. Ning Qingwan swept out Susan and said something in her words, "She belongs to me alone."

Susan deliberately ignored another meaning and said, "Are you going to hire Meng Xia as your exclusive stylist?" After a two-second pause, he added, "I'm going to lose my job?"

Ning Qingwan snorted lightly, glanced at her, and said indifferently, "It's not impossible."

The atmosphere was stagnant, Meng Xia quickly changed the subject, and asked curiously, "How does Sister Su know that it was made by me?"

Susan glanced at Ning Qingwan in disgust, "She doesn't know how to braid this kind of hair."

No wonder Ning Qingwan's hairstyle was basically simple when recording the show. Meng Xia looked sideways at Ning Qingwan's cold and delicate profile, and the corners of her eyes and lips curved into a shallow arc.

Ning Qingwan turned her head to look at her, her face was as calm as water, her eyes were slightly cold, and she felt like she was demonstrating with her eyes.

The smile on Meng Xia's face deepened. Taking advantage of the closeness of the two on board, she reached out and shook Ning Qingwan's pinky finger, her red lips murmured, and she said in a low judo, "I will."

I will do it.

Ning Qingwan turned her head and stopped looking at her, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, her little finger curled up in her palm and rubbed it.

"Hey, can you guys restrain yourself?" Susan looked down at the small movements of the two, choked by the dog food, "Even if there is no camera and filming now, consider how I feel, okay? Single ladies don't want to lose face?! "

Being directly punctured by the relationship, Meng Xia felt shy in addition to being shocked, and blushed to the neck.

Looking at Susan's cold face with an aggrieved expression, it seemed a bit funny, Ning Qingwan smiled unkindly and fell into Meng Xia's arms, and gave way to Susan.

Unwilling to be forced to eat dog food, Susan walked in front of her with high heels.

Meng Xia and Ning Qingwan followed behind her. Susan looked back and saw that they were more restrained, and took several deep breaths in anger.

When I got on the boat, I heard Shen Lan's crisp voice coming from overhead, "Three beauties~ Look up! Laugh!"

Meng Xia stood on the deck and looked up. A circle of people stood by the fence of the stairs, and Shen Lan was surrounded by the camera crew of the program. Her neat short hair was changed again, bangs were removed, and she was curled and permed. She looked younger before, but now she has become much more mature and charming. With a Polaroid in hand, Shen Lan took a photo of them.

"Susan! What are you hiding!" Shen Lan screamed and shook the photo that just came out. After the picture appeared, Shen Lan glanced at Susan and said angrily, "Look! You are not in the camera. Ouch. It's fine without you."

susan: "..."

"Xia Xia is so beautiful today." Shen Lan blinked at Meng Xia, revealing a mysterious smile, "I will make you more beautiful at night~" She pointed at Susan and Ning Qingwan, "including you two~"

Meng Xia was aroused and asked, "Sister Shanfeng, what are you doing at night?"

Shen Lan flipped her hair and sold her off, "Secret!"

Without further questioning, the three went upstairs, and Susan went directly into the cabin hall.

Ning Qingwan walked over to Shen Lan and asked, "Where are the photos taken, show me."

Shen Lan handed the photo to her, raised her brows with a sullen face, and said to Yourong, "How is it! It's beautiful."

In the photo, the bright and attractive girl looked up at the camera with clear eyes. The cold and handsome woman looked sideways at the girl, the scene and the person blended together and complemented each other, just like a picture scroll written by a famous artist, and every stroke was exquisite.

Ning Qingwan said, "Beautiful."

Then Shen Lan stared dumbfoundedly as Ning Qingwan stuffed the photo she took into her bag.

"Ahhhh! My photo!" Shen Lan reached out to retrieve it.

Ning Qingwan deftly avoided and said confidently, "You are not in the photo."

"Damn it! Ning Qingwan, do your fans know that you are such a rogue?"

Ning Qingwan tilted her head to Meng Xia's side, "Where are the fans here, do you ask her?" After speaking, she leaned over to Meng Xia, stared at her, and asked casually, "Am I a rogue? ?"

The golden sunlight shone on Ning Qingwan's tall figure, the sea breeze blew her long hair on one side, slipped over the tear mole under the corner of her eye, and swept the end of her hair onto Meng Xia's delicate and smooth face.

Itching numbly, Meng Xia blushed to the neck, and slowly shook his head.

Ning Qing Wan smiled, "Be good."

"Don't be fooled by beauty!" Shen Lan collapsed, looking at Meng Xia with grief, covering her chest and crying, "Xia Xia, won't your conscience hurt?"

Meng Xia blinked innocently, and seeing Shen Lan couldn't help persuading her, "Why don't you return the photo to Sister Lan."

"Are you sure?" Ning Qingwan took out the photo and handed it to Meng Xia, "You are willing."

Meng Xia couldn't put it down when she saw the photo, and neither returned it to Shen Lan nor to Ning Qingwan. She silently put the photo into her bag.

Ning Qingwan teased her with a smile, "You are the little rascal."

Meng Xia stared at her angrily and muttered, "It's not."

"Both of you!" Shen Lan rolled her eyes and concluded.

After lunch at the music restaurant on the third floor, they took a short break. The group waited and went to the small bar on the next floor. Lin Youran reminded them to play some small games to test their tacit understanding.

Su Jiabei suggested, "Let's guess, there is this game on the phone, and the nearest team is in pairs."

Xiao Sixuan reminded, "There are not enough people." After Zhang Yang left, there was one less guest, and there would be orders in pairs.

As soon as the voice fell, they heard a "hi", and everyone turned to look. Ning Jingjue was wearing a uniquely tailored shirt with slightly rolled sleeves to reveal his forearm and a uniquely shaped watch. The temperament is general, low-key and calm.

Meng Xia looked at Ning Qingwan subconsciously, and asked her with her eyes why her brother came.

Ning Qingwan leaned slightly and bit her ears, "I'm chasing my wife."

Meng Xia couldn't help laughing and frowned. She glanced at Shen Lan, who looked a little indignant, smiled slightly, and sighed in a low voice, "It feels very difficult."

Afraid that she would talk too much and be recorded on video, Meng Xia typed on her mobile phone and sent Ning Qingwan that Shen Lan took the cash and sent it to the service desk at Ning's headquarters.

As soon as she posted it, she heard Ji Tong ask Ning Jingjue, "Is this the watch from the last auction?"

I didn't get a sky-high price, but it is very famous, not because of the watch, but because of the people.

"Yes, it's the watch I bought with a suitcase of cash." Ning Jingjue smiled.

"Pfft, cough, cough." Shen Lan almost spit out the water, but she held back, but she was so choked by the water that she couldn't stop coughing.

Ning Qingwan looked at the news sent by Meng Xia, and then looked at Shen Lan's reaction, she turned her head to look at Meng Xia.

When they looked at each other, the corners of their lips couldn't help but rise. In the end, Meng Xia couldn't bear to look away, lowered his head, and laughed so much that his shoulders were shaking.

Ning Qingwan pinched her soft flesh quietly, "Be restrained."

Being pinched in pain, Meng Xia barely held back her smile, and glared at Ning Qingwan aggrievedly.

Ning Jingjue sat next to Shen Lan on the far left, so Su Jiabei, who could have played games with Shen Lan, had to form a team with Ji Tong.

The game goes from left to right, Ning Jingjue holds the phone, Shen Lan gestures, they can say that there is no tacit understanding, and it takes a long time to guess simple words.

Shen Lan danced and gestured, and almost didn't use both hands and feet. In the end, Ning Jingjue still couldn't guess. Shen Lan performed "stand out from the crowd", but Ning Jingjue stubbornly stomped on "Dapeng Spreading its Wings".

Shen Lan was so annoyed that she raised her hand and gave him a burst of chestnuts. Ning Jingjue was immediately stunned, and she frowned and narrowed her eyes when she regained her senses.

Meng Xia laughed when she saw Ning Jingjue's expression.

Ning Qingwan asked her, "What are you laughing at?"

Meng Xia bit her lower lip lightly, holding back her smile, "Brother's appearance is like saying—" she said in a rough voice, "Woman, you have successfully caught my attention."

Lively look, lively and lovely. Ning Qingwan was stunned for a moment, then shook her head with a smile, her eyes full of admiration, "Pi."

When they arrived at Meng Xia's group, Ning Qingwan held the phone, and Meng Xia looked at the words and gestures. The two of them had a tacit understanding. As long as Meng Xia played a little bit, Ning Qingwan could quickly guess it.

When she guessed "Chicken Flying Eggs Fighting", Shen Lan thought that her interpretation of chickens was exactly the same as Meng Xia's. She couldn't help complaining to Ning Jingjue, "Why do some people think it's Peng? Am I too strong?!"

Ning Jingjue raised her hand to her lips and coughed lightly, ruthlessly breaking Shen Lan's misunderstanding, "The chicken you play seems to be about to take off. I originally wanted to guess that it would soar into the sky."

The crowd burst into laughter.

"If my acting takes off! Xia Xia is acting like a little quail!" Shen Lan said in disbelief.

Meng Xiaoquail Xia, who suffered innocently, laughed erratically, and was hugged by Ning Qingwan.

After the game, everyone went to the video room to watch a movie. The interior of the audio-visual room is simple and stylish, with a thick carpet on the floor, a large curtain hanging on the wall, and a leather sofa on the opposite side. There are single-seater and two-seater models.

After everyone took their seats, Ning Jingjue chose the movie and turned off the lights after it was released.

Ning Jingjue chose a comedy horror movie. Although there are a lot of funny plots, the scary parts are also full of horror. Often one second of laughing will scream the next second, making stargazing. The adrenalin soared.

Meng Xia couldn't stand this sudden stimulation the most, so she couldn't help holding Ning Qingwan's hand, and after a while, her fingers were intertwined.

In another terrifying scene, Meng Xia turned her head and buried her face in Ning Qingwan's arms, covering her ears with her other hand. Because she was too nervous, she subconsciously tightened her hands with Ning Qingwan.

"Baby." Ning Qingwan turned her head slightly and said in a low, inaudible voice, "Relax... my hand is about to be pinched..."

Meng Xia immediately let go, embarrassed and ashamed, and didn't care about the movie anymore. She gently kneaded Ning Qingwan's fingers and said modestly, "I'm sorry, I'm too scared."

Her soft hands squeezed her knuckles with very light force. Ning Qingwan's eyelashes trembled. She glanced at the screen, drew her hand back, and said comfortingly, "Don't be afraid, it's all fake."

Amidst the screams of Shen Lan and Susan, Ning Qingwan covered Meng Xia's ears and kissed her soft lips.

"Feel the real me."

Meng Xia couldn't hear the terrifying and eerie background sound, but could only hear his own heartbeat like a drum.

At the end of the film, there was a major reversal in the tone, which made people unable to laugh but felt lost. The male protagonist fell in love with the female protagonist, and after learning that she had a ghost in her body, he helped the exorcist to exorcise the female ghost together, but when the female ghost disappeared, the male protagonist discovered that the person he loved was the female ghost occupying the female protagonist's body. The male protagonist and the female protagonist became strangers again, and in the end, the two went left and right at the intersection and parted ways.

Meng Xia thought of herself, and without blinking, she looked at the two people who were walking away from the curtain, her lower lip was bitten and the color faded.

The cool fingertips touched her lips, Meng Xia's long eyelashes fanned lightly, and she slowly let go. She clenched her hands unconsciously, and her voice was low and soft, "Sister, are we going to do this?"

Ning Qingwan looked at her sideways. Under the dim light, Meng Xia kept her head up and looked at the curtain. Ning Qingwan lightly stroked the teeth marks on her lips, her voice low, but calm and powerful, "No. I'm not him. "

"There is no ghost exorcist here either." Ning Qingwan pinched her face, "You are not an evil ghost either."

Meng Xia smiled, everyone is different, their world is not this movie. But she is also a dove occupying a magpie's nest. Will there be a day when she will return her body...

The picture on the screen freezes and zooms to the lower left corner, the screen on the right scrolls and plays the production list of the film, and the ending song is gentle and sad.

Meng Xia sighed, "This song is so sad."

"Then let's listen to another song." Ning Qingwan suddenly pulled her up.

Meng Xia showed a puzzled expression.

Su Jiabei, who was sitting close, heard it, and continued, "I just saw a band on the stage in the entertainment area. Ning is the lead singer. Are you going to sing?"

Shen Lan jumped up immediately, "Wan Wan! Concert!"

The atmosphere became active again, and the haze brought by the film was swept away. The corners of Meng Xia's lips rose slightly, and the soft light in her eyes shook, "I haven't listened to my sister's concert for a long time."

Ning Qingwan rubbed her head, "I satisfy you."

Shen Lan glanced at the two of them meaningfully, and joked, "Oh, this is a favorite of fans."

Ning Qingwan glanced at her lightly, "Your Su Jiabei doesn't like fans?"

When they looked away, Ning Qingwan and Ning Jingjue looked at each other calmly.

Ning Jingjue glanced at Su Jiabei deeply.

Shen Lan raised her brows and snorted, "My pet. But he's not from my family. Don't talk nonsense, I'm afraid of being beaten by his wife. After dating Reuters came out, I could receive text messages scolding me every day on my phone. I said I'm a mother's fan, and they say you can only be a mother. Haha, I don't dare. I immediately changed to an idol."

She said this directly, and Su Jiabei immediately changed her face. Shen Lan turned a blind eye, walked beside Meng Xia, and continued to praise her new fanboy, "Zaizai's face is amazing! It's a bit feminine, but her temperament is calm! Her personality is a bit arrogant! That's the contrast. Moe hit my heart!"

Meng Xia pursed her lips and smiled, "Brother Jing Jue is also of this type~ What does Sister Shanfeng think of him?"

Shen Lan waved his hand, and without thinking about it, he said directly, "It's not very good, there is too much news about President Ning."

Inability to assist, no wonder it has to chase for a year. Meng Xia sighed inaudibly. Ning Qingwan let out a chuckle and said sourly, "You know my brother very well."

Meng Xia choked, do you want to eat my brother's vinegar too! Before she even said a word of coaxing, Ning Qingwan turned to the stage.

The program team wanted to let all the staff relax after the recording was over. They invited a small band to help. The musical instruments were placed on the stage early. "The Secret", after debugging, Ning Qingwan raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

The entire hall suddenly fell into darkness.

With a "click", the lights on the stage turned on. Ning Qingwan held the stand that fixed the microphone at the focus of the beam. She closed her eyes and tilted her head slightly, as if listening to her side ear. The diamond earrings reflect the light and shine.

A powerful drum sounded, Ning Qingwan opened her eyes, her low and slightly hoarse voice sounded in response to the surging music, and the aura around her body expanded like a wave of sound. Her vocals are powerful yet delicate, blending with the music and penetrating the restless music directly to the depths of the soul.

She is like the only star on the sky in the dark night, exuding the most dazzling light, lighting up the whole sky, making people unable to take their eyes off her.

Everyone listened to the song, and the blood in the whole body boiled with the music.

With an affectionate "I love you", the sound falls and the song ends.

Shen Lan touched the goose bumps on her arm, "It's so cool. Teacher Ning, I love you!" She couldn't shout alone enough, and she had to bring other people along. Some of the staff in the program team shouted after her. , then out of control, confession and laughter one after another.

Meng Xia stared at Ning Qingwan on the stage, the eyes of the two collided, and their eyes lighted slightly, "I love you."

There was obvious infatuation in her eyes, Ning Qingwan was very fond of the softness of her eyes, and the corners of her lips could not be restrained from curling up.

After thanking the band members, Ning Qingwan stepped down, walked over to Meng Xia, and asked hoarsely, "What type of person am I?"

Still remembering that she said about Ning Jingjue's type before going on stage, Meng Xia raised her eyebrows and answered her in a soft and serious voice, "I like the type."

Ning Qingwan snorted softly, not satisfied, and asked, "Like it?"

Cute and childish, Meng Xia smiled brightly, and her voice was soft, like a sigh.

Alas, love.

Ning Qingwan's lips rose higher and higher.

The author has something to say: it's too late

qaq why I haven't written the applause yet

Tomorrow, should it be possible?

The little rabbit licked the bowl and waited, Wan Wan attacked again.