Bent By the Male Protagonist’s White Moonlight

Meng Xia's heart trembled, her cheeks flushed crimson, she turned her face away from Ning Qingwan's scorching gaze uneasily, and coughed lightly, "Sister, are you a devil..."

Ning Qingwan snorted and corrected, "It's a hungry ghost." She squeezed one leg between Meng Xia's legs, slid her fingertips across Meng Xia's thigh, and added vaguely, "It's a hungry ghost, you want Feed me."

The word "hello" brought back a lot of memories. Meng Xia thought of Ning Qingwan's rhetoric last night and the way she was playing with her. Her face turned red and her ears were hot. She held Ning Qingwan's hand and softly coquettishly said, "Sister, my waist is sore..."

Ning Qingwan didn't plan to do anything at all. Yesterday was too unrestrained. She knew that Meng Xia was really exhausted. She lowered her head and kissed Meng Xia's forehead, "Don't move you, lie down and I'll rub it for you."

Seeing Ning Qingwan move her legs away, Meng Xia heaved a sigh of relief and turned over obediently. Her skin is tender and sensitive, and a little bit of force will leave a mark. The red marks are covered on the white back, which is a bit shocking at first glance.

Ning Qingwan looked distressed and a little unfulfilled, her cool fingertips caressed her soft and greasy back, and slid along the red marks to her waist. She closed her heart and gently rubbed Meng Xia's waist.

The strength was just right, and it felt comfortable to be pressed. Meng Xia squinted comfortably, and suddenly thought that her waist was so sore. If she kept doing that, would Ning Qingwan's arm be sore?

Thinking like this, she couldn't help caring, but she couldn't help feeling ashamed, and her face started to heat up again. Meng Xia bit her lip, berating herself that her thoughts were too impure, and buried her face in the pillow angrily.

Seeing this, Ning Qingwan only thought it was very cute, she kneaded her waist with one hand and messed up her hair with the other, and asked, "Is it better?"

Meng Xia replied dully, "Mm."

"Then, is it comfortable?" Ning Qingwan raised her eyebrows, groped for the acupoint and pressed it hard.

I don't know if I thought too much, but I always felt that there was something in Ning Qingwan's words. Meng Xia snorted and subconsciously grabbed Ning Qingwan's hand with a backhand.

Holding Ning Qingwan's wrist, she turned around and rubbed Ning Qingwan's arm. Seeing that Ning Qingwan frowned immediately, her guess was confirmed, Meng Xia paused for two seconds before rubbing again.

Unpreparedly, he became the one being massaged, Ning Qingwan was startled, and curled up his hands.

Meng Xia rubbed Ning Qingwan's hand, and memories rushed into her mind. Last night, she also grabbed with her backhand like this, and then she seemed to run into Ning Qingwan's place...

I have always been pleasing, and I have never touched her. Will my sister feel uncomfortable every time I do it?

Just as she was thinking, Ning Qingwan suddenly leaned over to her ear and joked in a hoarse voice, "Baby, if you do this, I will think you are dissatisfied with your desires."

His thoughts were interrupted, and the breath in his ears was warm. Meng Xia was ashamed and annoyed after reacting. He quickly let go of Ning Qingwan's hand, turned over and got into the quilt, all in one go.

Ning Qingwan was stunned for two seconds, let out a low laugh, and stopped teasing her, got up and went to the shower to wash up.

Feeling that Ning Qingwan walked away, two hands stuck out from the quilt, and her fingers pressed down on the quilt, revealing only a pair of watery almond eyes, Meng Xia turned her head to the side and flickered at Ning Qingwan.

After Ning Qingwan came out of the shower, she saw her shy and pleasant appearance, and she was overjoyed. She couldn't help but pecked her on the face, and said in a pampering tone, "Get up, little slacker. Go and wash. take a bath?"

She was so tired yesterday that she went to sleep without taking a shower. Meng Xia pressed the quilt down a little and said shyly, "Clothes..."

She didn't want to run naked in Ning Qingwan's face.

Knowing that she was thin-skinned, Ning Qingwan handed her the nightgown by the bed, then got up and went to the closet to get her new clothes.

The yacht is privately owned by Ning Jingjue, and Ning Qingwan will occasionally board the boat for two days. This master suite is her exclusive use. She had arranged for a few sets of clothes that fit the two of them long before the show was recorded.

While Ning Qingwan took the clothes, Meng Xia quickly sat up and put the nightgown over her body. After taking the clothes that Ning Qingwan handed over, she jumped off the bed with the clothes in her arms and ran into the bathroom in a hurry.

Really like a little rabbit, Ning Qingwan smiled silently with her lips hooked.

When Meng Xia came out of the shower after taking a shower, Ning Qingwan was sitting in front of the dressing table and putting on her makeup. Meng Xia was about to walk over when there was a knock on the door. She was closer to the door than Ning Qingwan opened the door faster.

Seeing Lin Youran standing outside the door, Meng Xia obediently called out, "Mr. Director Lin."

Lin Youran was stunned for a moment when she heard the sound, her eyebrows raised slightly, her eyes swept across Meng Xia's slightly wet hair, and fell on Ning Qingwan behind her, teasing with an ambiguous expression, "Tsk tsk, it's getting late. It's really a spring night. The day is so short, and the king will not go to court sooner than later."

"..." Meng Xia's ears suddenly became hot, she pursed her lips, turned around and walked into the room.

Ning Qingwan glanced at Meng Xia's back, stared at Lin Youran coldly, and explained calmly, "I was too tired to record the show yesterday."

Lin Youran nodded with an expression that I understand.

"Is something wrong?" Ning Qingwan raised her eyebrows and didn't talk to her on this topic.

"The final banquet is scheduled to be held at a hotel near President Ning's private beach. It's not that the ship is about to dock. I'll let you know one by one." Lin Youran explained lazily.

"It's been hard work." Ning Qingwan said calmly, pretending to close the door.

Lin Youran hurriedly pressed her hand against the door, and out of the corner of the eye caught a glimpse of Meng Xia who was about to pick up a glass of water to drink water in the room, smiled slyly, and said kindly, "Little girl, I have throat lozenges there, I'll give you some later. Bar."

Meng Xia put down the water glass, her face flushed with shame, she couldn't help covering her face and turned her back, if she could, she really wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.

"Keep it for yourself." Ning Qingwan paused and attacked Lin Youran maliciously, "It doesn't seem to be useful yet?" After speaking, she closed the door while Lin Youran was stunned.

Through the door panel, Lin Youran's exasperated voice was clearly heard, "Fuck."

When Ning Qingwan heard it, the corners of her lips curved upwards. She turned around and went to the shower to get a hairdryer, then dragged Meng Xia to the dressing table.

On the dressing table was the throat lozenge that Ning Qingwan had prepared earlier. She heard Meng Xia's voice hoarse in the morning, and she had already taken out the throat lozenge she had brought with her while Meng Xia was taking a bath.

Meng Xia's face turned even redder when she saw the plate of throat lozenges. She pushed Ning Qingwan's hand away, lowered her head and refused, "I won't eat it."

Ning Qingwan had rarely seen Meng Xia who was so arrogant and angry, and she had never rejected her. She guessed that Meng Xia was really embarrassed, and coaxed softly, "Dear me, I'm afraid your throat will be uncomfortable."

At this moment, I was afraid that her throat would be uncomfortable. Last night, someone deliberately reminded her that the room was not well insulated, so she didn't dare to speak and keep pressing it. Meng Xia bit her lip and glanced at Ning Qingwan angrily, but when she saw the soft light in Ning Qingwan's eyes, she unconsciously followed suit.

Ning Qingwan saw that the annoyance in her expression had eased a lot, so she took a piece of candy and put it to her mouth. Meng Xia hesitated for two seconds, opened his mouth, put the sugar in his mouth, and accidentally bit Ning Qingwan's fingertips.

Both of them were stunned for a moment, and the blush that had just faded on Meng Xia's face suddenly thickened. Ning Qingwan's eyes filled with a smile, she rubbed the corner of Meng Xia's lips with her fingertips, her demeanor was intimate and ambiguous.

Until Ning Qingwan helped her dry the ends of her hair, the blush on Meng Xia's face did not go away.

Ning Qingwan turned off the hair dryer. She looked at Meng Xia's red face in the mirror and couldn't help pinching it. She smiled and sighed, "Why are you still so shy?"

Meng Xia hung her snow-white neck, unconsciously wrapped a lock of hair with her hands, and whispered coquettishly, "Sister, don't keep teasing me."

In fact, after being with the cheeky Ning Qingwan for a long time, her shyness has improved a lot. But when Ning Qingwan teased, she couldn't help blushing.

The smile on Ning Qingwan's lips deepened, she lowered her head and kissed Meng Xia's ear, "I like to see you shy. I like you to tease you."

Meng Xia's eyelashes trembled, and her face became uncontrollably hot.

Fortunately, Ning Qingwan didn't tease her anymore after she finished speaking, and took the comb and handed it to her, "Are you going to braid my hair today?"

Meng Xia took the comb, eyebrows and eyes curved, and the corners of her lips drew a shallow arc, "Yes."

The two put makeup on each other, and sat in the room for a while, until the boat docked before leaving the room and disembarking with everyone.

Ning Jingjue packed an entire floor of a five-star hotel to hold a banquet for the program team. The environment is elegant and chic, and the dishes are rich in variety of seafood. There is no need to work on the camera, and the guests do not need to think about the camera. Everyone relaxes a lot, and everyone eats happily at the luncheon.

During the toast, the assistant director of the program team jokingly said that Ning Jingjue and Ning Qingwan share the same surname, and both have peach blossom eyes and look like brothers and sisters. Unexpectedly, Ning Jingjue admitted Ning Qingwan's identity on the spot.

Everyone was shocked, but the people in this circle digested the information very quickly, and soon they all crowded over to toast Ning Qingwan, and flattered Ning Qingwan for a while, Ning Qingwan calmly responded.

Shen Lan quietly pulled Meng Xia to the corner to avoid those people, tsk tsk mockingly, "It's snobbish. Before because of Wan Wan's star status, she was polite to her, but now she wants to put it on as a pendant on her thigh. I didn't expect it. Wan Wan let Miss Qian Jin not do it and started a band."

Theone has been tepid before, and Ning Qingwan has never disclosed her identity, and naturally, no one is rushing to support a little-known band. Obviously you can go to the sky in one step, but choose to move forward one step at a time.

Shen Lan said with emotion, "She is a real cow."

Meng Xia took it seriously, and with Yourongyan, a smile appeared on her face unconsciously. Her little baby has always been excellent.

Shen Lan babbled, she brought vegetables to Meng Xia, and then asked, "Xia Xia, are you a senior? Are you looking for a job next semester? What are you going to do?"

Meng Xia swallowed the food in his mouth and replied, "My mother is going to bake for my Panjia shop..."

Xia Nianzhi has always had the idea of ​​opening a store, but from marriage to taking over the company when she was about to divorce, she never had the opportunity to do what she wanted to do. He didn't want his daughter to be like himself. After knowing that Meng Xia was good at baking, Xia Nianzhi planned to close a shop and wait for Meng Xia to graduate to be able to do what she likes.

"That's good." Shen Lan heard the uncertainty in her tone and couldn't help but ask, "This is your mother's idea, what about yourself? I don't think you like making small cakes or something?"

Meng Xia glanced at Ning Qingwan subconsciously, and met the pair of peach blossom eyes that were deeply restrained. Their eyes met for only a moment.

"I don't know." She answered Shen Lan softly.

Shen Lan patted her on the shoulder and said earnestly, "After all, it's your own life, follow your own thoughts."

After the finale banquet, some people went back to the boat to rest, and some people went into the water to play sports. Ning Qingwan drank a lot of wine, and Meng Xia walked with her on the beach.

The two walked slowly side by side by the seaside, the sun was warm on their bodies. Ning Qingwan talked to Meng Xia about the future itinerary while walking.

Theone's concert tour didn't end until the end of November, followed by various year-end ceremonies and award ceremonies in December.

Her tone was so flat that the tone didn't fluctuate. Meng Xia sensitively sensed that Ning Qingwan was in a wrong mood, and reassured, "I can go see my sister."

Ning Qingwan gave her a deep look, "What else?"

Meng Xia was stunned, what else?

Ning Qingwan didn't say anything, she looked away and walked slowly. Meng Xia followed her footsteps closely, reaching out and holding her hand, her fingertips trembled, and Ning Qingwan's hand was colder than before.

"Sister..." Meng Xia held her hand tightly and asked worriedly, "What's the matter with you?"

Ning Qingwan curled her fingers and pursed her lips into a straight line. After a while, she said quietly, "It's nothing."

The tone was cold for a few minutes, and the two of them were still tired of being tired in the morning. Meng Xia shook her hand, softened her tone, and coaxed a little aggrievedly, "If you do this, I will be very worried. You said that the most important thing between two people is communication."

Ning Qingwan's heart felt like she was stabbed by a needle, and it was in pain. She didn't know how to communicate, that sick and abnormal idea. How should she tell Meng Xia that she wants to keep her locked by her side and stay close to her. But what's the difference between this behavior and Ji Tong, who treat Meng Xia as a canary, even in the name of love. But true love, where is willing to break each other's wings. She was reluctant, so she let herself suffer.

"Sister..." Meng Xia took two quick steps and walked around to Ning Qingwan to block her progress, "If you are not happy, I will be very sad."

Ning Qingwan stroked her eyebrows and took a deep breath, "What do you want to do after graduation?"

Did you feel unhappy after hearing the conversation between her and Shen Lan? Meng Xia remembered what Ning Qingwan had said about making her an assistant on the first day of recording the show. She always knew that Ning Qingwan's proposal was not just casual.

But if she really became an assistant, would Ning Qingwan be willing to let her do those things? It's just a name.

"I didn't think about it." Meng Xia said frankly, "I also want to be with my sister every day. However, I don't want to be like Dodder and only depend on you to live."

"Because my sister is very good and excellent, and because I like you, I also want to become better and better."

The blue sea and blue sky, the bright sun shines brightly, and the orange-gold sunshine softly sprinkles on Meng Xia's slender figure. Her eyes are gentle, and the water in her clear eyes is like a calm sea. The depths are gentle and firm.

Ning Qingwan's heart was shaken, her eyes shone again and again, and all the tenderness gathered in her eyes. She bent her elbows and pulled Meng Xia, her hands passed through the girl's waist.

She embraced her girl in the cool sea breeze, absorbing the warmth from her.

"You are not Dodder, I am."

"I'm the one who needs to depend on you to survive."

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1 Don't be so excited in the comment area, jj is not allowed to drive, it has been written very vaguely, but if the comment area is obvious, I will be easily targeted and reported and locked.

You all said that it was not locked, and then the lock came. 555

If you want to see it, be good~ Don't call me~ I've interspersed with other plots, let's talk about other things~

2 You can take screenshots for aftertaste (although I don't think duck is necessary, because I won't keep it locked), but don't share.

On the one hand, Chapter V is charged, to be fair. For the sake of fairness, I will only improve it for the better, and will not drastically delete the text and skip to the next day.

Wen, on the other hand, is sweet, but! I'm really struggling to change, please respect my originality t_t

There is actually no difference between sharing screenshots and stealing texts, of course, it doesn't count if you keep your own aftertaste. (Aftertastes something, it's really lsp ah~~ Cover your mouth and laugh)

It's kind of uncomfortable for me to see asking to share, although I know you can't wait to unlock it and want to have a sneak peek. But I am trying to revise it, you are asking others for sharing, and you should also consider my mood when you cry. qaq

To be honest, when I saw this kind of comment, I had an urge to keep it locked, anyway, you won't wait for me to change it. :)

But thinking about it, maybe there are also cute little ones who trust me and wait for me, so I changed my temper 12 times (the storm cried, two days and two nights)

3 Do not urge when you see the lock. This editing process is very frustrating. I have to wait for the notification, and wait for jj to mark the part I need to change, and jj only marks a small section each time. Then I have to reorganize the language, resubmit after changing this paragraph, and wait for review.

This time is very long, and the final result is that I have been marked for another period. I have to change and review again. Then mark it back to the paragraph I edited before. Over and over, over and over again...

I also want to release it quickly, I'm so anxious qaq, so don't rush. Ballball it.

After being locked in the early morning, I didn't sleep for two nights due to urgency. (I don't say this to show how miserable I am, I want to express that I am more anxious than you)

4 Before, I saw other authors and other articles mentioned in the comment area of ​​Xiaojiao, which will basically be judged as advertising and ky in jj. I know that the little cuties mentioned it unintentionally, I hope not to have it next time~ You can discuss it in another place.

I also hope that the little cuties will not (never) mention my text and me when reading the text from other authors.

If you see other authors and works written by other authors in the comment area of ​​your own works, in fact, the authors will respond to each other.

5qaq, you are lazy and I am Buddha, the progress of the article is slow... The author needs some motivation from the readers.