Bent By the Male Protagonist’s White Moonlight

"One month of chasing you cost me most of my private house money, one money can't be used for two, how can I chase others..." Meng Xia felt a pain in thinking of the various expenses spent on star chasing this month.

Fortunately, Wan Wan's husband did not disappoint her at all. Thinking of this, Meng Xia suddenly felt that the money was well worth it.

"..." Ning Qingwan's slightly pursed lips loosened, "blame me for being too expensive."

Meng Xia waved his hand quickly, "No, no, I'm too poor."

"What if it's not poor." Ning Qingwan glanced at her and saw that she was really starting to think seriously, only to feel a tinge of depression in her heart, she snorted softly, turned and walked away.

Meng Xia hurriedly followed, "I thought about it carefully, if I'm not poor, Wanwan's husband... I will definitely sit in the first row of my sister's concert every time, and I won't haggle with scalpers anymore."

Ning Qingwan raised her eyebrows, "I'll leave you the first row of tickets in the future."

"Really?" Meng Xia's eyes lit up, a little unbelievable.

"Yeah." Ning Qingwan hooked her lips, she emptied the cigarette butts and ash from the ashtray into the trash can and put them on the table, asking casually, "Are there any other favorite stars in the entertainment industry? ?"

Meng Xia thought for a while, "No, you are the only one."

She has been thinking about how to change her life every day this month, and she finally found out that Ning Qingwan was her life-saving straw, how could she have the heart to pay attention to others. Other stars in the entertainment industry either remember their looks but can't remember their names, or those who remember their names can't remember what they look like.

After putting down the ashtray, Ning Qingwan went directly to the kitchen, and Meng Xia, who was behind him, followed like a little follower.

Ning Qingwan turned around, the corners of her lips rose slightly, with a smile that was not a smile, "What have you been following me?"

Only then did Meng Xia remember to tell Ning Qingwan the details.

"I want to tell my sister that Ji Tong injected drugs into the heroine in the original text." In Meng Xia's subconscious, he and the original heroine were always two people.

"Drugs?" Ning Qingwan frowned.

This is indeed a good breakthrough point, but since Ji Tong dares to touch this thing, he must be fully prepared, and it is difficult to find the handle.

"Understood." Ning Qingwan took a mint from the table, and out of the corner of the eye caught a glimpse of Meng Xia standing beside him, and reached out and handed it over.

Meng Xia's eyes swept past the mint candy and landed on the hand holding the candy. The complexion was white, the knuckles were slender and the bones were distinct. This hand was outrageously beautiful.

Then, under Meng Xia's gaze, her beautiful hand was retracted again. She blinked a pair of watery almond eyes, watching Ning Qingwan gracefully tear apart the candy wrapper and threw the mint into her mouth.

Ning Qingwan said lightly, "Don't eat after brushing your teeth." After a pause, "You should go to bed."

"..."

Under the gesture of Ning Qingwan's eyes, Meng Xia turned helplessly and walked back to the room slowly. When he fell back on the soft big bed, Meng Xia still had an unreal feeling.

Wrapped in the quilt, she rolled several times on the wide and large bed, but couldn't fall asleep. She sat up from the bed in a hurry, glanced around the room, and finally settled on the pile of pillows.

I got up and walked to the sofa, picked out the cutest Q-version pillow, took two steps and went back, put down the Q-version pillow in my hand, and picked up a 1:1 full-length pillow.

When Meng Xia was contentedly hugging the pillow and pressing her legs up, she turned to face Ning Qingwan's high-definition face on the pillow.

Feeling deeply that she was like a pervert at the moment, she silently turned the pillow over, and fell asleep shortly after hugging it.

Early the next morning, the housekeeper delivered new dry-cleaned clothes according to Ning Qingwan's request. Ning Qingwan took the clothes and knocked on Meng Xia's door. Meng Xia in the house frowned slightly and fell asleep as if it were Mom woke her up and muttered, "I'll squint for a while." She rolled over and fell asleep again.

After waiting for a while without hearing anything, Ning Qingwan opened the door, walked in, glanced around and landed on the bed, then stopped.

The quilt was kicked to the side, and the short nightdress on the girl's body had been shifted to her waist, revealing a small white waist, with a straight buttocks, and a straight and slender leg with her photo printed on it. on the pillow.

The eyebrows were raised slightly, Ning Qingwan pinched the center of her eyebrows, stepped forward and covered her with the quilt, so that the little girl would not wake up embarrassed, and then coughed twice.

Meng Xia pulled the quilt over her head and muttered, "Mom, I'll sleep for another five minutes."

The voice was soft and soft, full of coquettishness.

Ning Qingwan raised her hand and looked at her watch. She had a show to record tomorrow and had to catch a flight in the afternoon. After estimating the approximate time, she reached out and pushed Meng Xia.

"Get up, little slacker."

The voice is soft and soft, with a unique slightly muted voice line, which is pleasant and inspiring.

When did my mother's voice sound so good and her tone so gentle? Meng Xia frowned, struggled to open her eyes, and lifted the quilt on her face.

What caught my eye was Ning Qingwan's delicate and picturesque face, with long hair **** at random, the finely shattered hair on the temples made the face smooth, the eyebrows were slightly raised, and a pair of deep peach blossom eyes were watching her.

Meng Xia suddenly came back to her senses, and the rest of her sleepiness disappeared. She almost forgot that she came to Ning Qingwan's house yesterday and stayed there...

"I'll get up now." Meng Xia sat up hurriedly, hurriedly lifted the quilt, and stopped when her hand touched the pillow.

"This..." How could she explain that she slept with a humanoid pillow all night, and slept so soundly!

Ning Qingwan put the clothes in her hand beside Meng Xia, and glanced over the pillow in her hand, "I brought it back from the company's celebration party that day. You can take it back if you like it."

Meng Xia was slightly stunned, and nodded slightly under Ning Qingwan's gaze.

"Go wash up, have breakfast, and I'll take you back to school." After speaking, Ning Qingwan lifted her foot and left the bedroom.

Meng Xia changed clothes and washed up before going downstairs.

"Does the clothes fit?" Ning Qingwan glanced at Meng Xia.

Her hair was tied high, she was wearing the clothes she had prepared in advance by the housekeeper, and a simple white suspender skirt, revealing a smooth shoulder and neck line and a good-looking collarbone.

Meng Xia nodded, her face flushed slightly, not only did the skirt fit, but even the bra fit unexpectedly...

"Sit down." Ning Qingwan pulled away the chair beside him and motioned Meng Xia to sit down.

Looking at the breakfast prepared by Ning Qingwan on the table, Meng Xia almost dropped her chin.

"Is this all made by my sister?" Meng Xia sat down a little nervously, unable to start with the food at a table.

Lotus seeds and red bean porridge, wontons, fried dough sticks, soy milk, xiaolongbao, shrimp dumplings in soup, sandwiches with ham slices, pasta, French toast, milk, juice, and many other things that Mengxia can't name, Chinese and Western breakfast Everything is there.

Ning Qingwan said succinctly, "Takeaway."

"Want to... finish it all?" Meng Xia rolled down his throat in fright, thinking that every weekend when he came home, his mother would feed her like a duck...

Ning Qingwan took a sip of milk, her eyes slid across Meng Xia's belly, "Can you eat?"

"I can't eat it." She shook her head like a rattle, let alone one, she couldn't eat ten.

"I don't know your taste, but you can simply order whatever you can. You can choose what you like."

Seeing Meng Xia's still tangled face, Ning Qingwan smiled and pushed the wonton in front of her, "This chicken soup wonton is very famous, try it?"

A layer of golden oil floated on the steaming soup surface, sprinkled with a little chopped green onion, attractive color, fragrant smell, wonton skin is very thin, like a layer of gauze, vaguely see the meat stuffing wrapped inside.

Meng Xia picked up a spoon and filled one, put it on his lips, blew and took a bite, the wonton skin was smooth, and the meat was fresh and tender after biting it open.

"Is it delicious?" Ning Qingwan looked at her with her chin propped up.

Meng Xia nodded, and naturally filled a small wonton and blew it and passed it to Ning Qingwan's lips, "Try it, it's super delicious!"

With a smile on her lips, Ning Qingwan lowered her head slightly and ate the little wonton with the spoon Meng Xia used.

Meng Xia's eyes lit up, looking at Ning Qingwan expectantly, "Is it delicious?"

Completely forget that this bowl of wontons was originally recommended to her by Ning Qingwan.

"Yeah, it's delicious~"

Meng Xia raised a happy smile, "Is there any other way?"

"No." Ning Qingwan licked her lips and took a sip of the milk in her hand, "I'll take you back to school later."

Meng Xia nodded, reported the name of the school, and then filled a small wonton. She suddenly stopped when the spoon was in the mouth. She stared at the spoon in her hand, and her fair cheeks blush little by little. She seemed to be with Wan Wan's husband just now. Kissing indirectly...

With a shudder in his heart, Meng Xia directly swallowed the wonton in his mouth, then blushed a little face and slapped his chest.

"Choke?" Ning Qingwan quickly realized that something was wrong with her.

Meng Xia Chicken nodded in a pecking manner, and Ning Qingwan handed her the milk in her hand.

When Meng Xia drank most of the milk in one gulp, he looked at the glass in his hand, and at Ning Qingwan's concerned eyes, his face became even hotter.

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