Curved by the hero's white moonlight

In the huge living room, only Ning Qingwan and Mo Li were sitting face to face. Ning Qingwan threw the phone aside and reached out to Mo Li.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, Li Li knew that she wanted cigarettes, so he gave her an annoyed look, took the cigarettes and lighter and put them in her hand, "You can't quit?"

"The last time the paparazzi took a picture of you smoking, how much money the company spent to suppress it for you."

"I earn more than I spend." Ning Qingwan's tone was casual and nonchalant.

What he said was indeed true, Li Li had no words to refute, and pushed the snacks on the table in front of her.

Ning Qingwan only glanced at it lightly, then nestled down on the sofa without interest, lit a cigarette, put it in her mouth, took a puff and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.

"..." Li Li knew that she wouldn't listen to her, so he simply ignored it, and started talking about the recording process of the next day's program.

Ning Qingwan squinted her eyes and smoked, looked down at the long hair hanging on her chest, with a delicate and beautiful face, suddenly asked without beginning and end, "What do you think I cut my hair short?"

Li Li, who was interrupted, was stunned for a moment, "Did you listen to me?"

Ning Qingwan said truthfully, "No."

"..." Mo Li bitterly bit the veal off the bamboo stick, chewed it hard, and made a sound of grinding her teeth once or twice. After swallowing, she responded to Ning Qingwan's question, " Forget it, the short hair album photos taken by the company before are useless, I am afraid that all fans will be bent."

Ning Qingwan raised her eyebrows, "Then cut it off."

Li Li looked at her helplessly, "Why don't you post the short hair photo on Weibo and find out what the fans say before making a decision. Your Weibo hasn't been updated for a long time."

Ning Qingwan thought for a while, then gave Mo Li an approving look, "What a good idea~"

She opened the bag on the other sofa and took out the notebook and pen, which she often used to write lyrics and remember inspiration.

Li Li knocked on the table, "Listen to me to explain tomorrow's procedure first."

Ning Qingwan glanced at Li Li, who was on the verge of collapse, and chuckled lightly, "Say, I'm listening."

Mo Li rolled his eyes at her, picked up the water on the table and took a few sips, his eyes fell on the mobile phone that Ning Qingwan threw aside, this ancestor was getting more and more strange.

After Li Li finished speaking, Ning Qingwan's Weibo, which seemed to have been forgotten by the deity, was finally updated.

......

Meng Xia and Tiantian went back to their rooms after chatting in the mosquito room for a while.

After climbing into bed, Meng Xia sat leaning against the bed board, as usual, checked Weibo before going to bed, and then received a reminder message from Weibo.

[Ning Qingwan V: Mine]

The accompanying picture is a hand-drawn drawing of a little rabbit tied with a big bow. The lines are simple but vivid, and the big bow has Ning Qingwan's signature on it.

Meng Xia suddenly thought of the picture of Ning Qingwan signing her autograph during the day, her fair cheeks were stained with a faint layer of crimson.

what does my... mean...

In just a few minutes, there were thousands of comments on Ning Qingwan's Weibo.

[Wan Ye's Leg Hair: Live for a long time to see the series, Wan Wan's husband is online. 】

This comment has the most likes and is the first one.

[Lai Xiaomeng V: Oh~ This little rabbit is cute, make it into jewelry for me!Ready to send you a set of exclusive customization! 】

Meng Xia's gaze was fixed on Lai Xiaomeng's comment for a while.

The replies under the comments are clamoring for Lai Xiaomeng to put it on the shelf and let me know.

The pair of pink pig-pig slippers worn by Ning Qingwan's house flashed in his mind, and Meng Xia searched Lai Xiaomeng's store by accident.

Meng Xia pursed her lips, followed the store silently, and then returned to Weibo to read comments.

Ning Qingwan became popular very quickly, but Weibo is always closed, and she doesn't like to socialize. Her daily activities are either recording songs or staying at home. Except for fans and members of Theone, there are not many celebrities who come to interact and leave messages immediately.

[Mo Li V: ...that's it? ? 】

[Zhang Chenxing V: There are rabbits, cute]

[Yan Qing V: There are rabbits and they are delicious]

【Ye Zhen V: Oh, signature = seal, yours. 】

[Shen Yunxi V: Did you remember your Weibo password? 】

Meng Xia liked this comment, and she also wondered whether Ning Qingwan had forgotten the Weibo password, which was why she was closed for so long.

Further down were fans' confession messages, and she left a comment after reading it for a while.

[What do you want to eat today: ah~ I want a hand-painted signature! 】

After leaving the comment, after thinking about it, he sent another message to Ning Qingwan's WeChat.

【Sister, good night~】

After a while, Ning Qingwan replied with a message.

[Sister Sweetheart: Want to sign a hand-painted signature? 】

Meng Xia froze for a moment, staring at a line of words on the screen in a daze, remembering that her Weibo had been pulled out after the photo of the hug was released, and Ning Qingwan was not surprised to know.

Did you happen to see her comment?Meng Xia didn't think much about it, and replied with an emoji.

Ning Qingwan was lazily nestled on the sofa, her clothes had a wide collar and slipped to one side, revealing her fair and round shoulders, her two slender legs were resting on the armrests of the sofa, her posture was lazy and seductive, she looked like a fairy.

The phone turned on, she clicked on it, and the message prompted was two words.

【want to】

With a slight frown, the little girl's red face immediately came to mind, and her soft and waxy voice echoed in her mind.

Tsk, I want to hear it.

Click to see if it's an emoticon pack, or Ning Qingwan's own GIF emoticon pack...

Mo Li glanced at Ning Qingwan whose expression was constantly changing, and raised his phone, "Didn't you say you sent Weibo to ask fans for their opinions on long hair and short hair? What are you posting?"

"Will I listen to you if you ask for an opinion?" She smiled, "It's just for business."

Mo Li pressed the center of his eyebrows, feeling that today is not the right time to communicate with her, so he got up and said, "I'm going back, you go to bed early."

Ning Qingwan waved her hand and was busy replying to the message.

Ning Qingwan: [Here you are~ but I have to answer a question. 】

Meng Xia replied: [What's the problem?Question jpg.]

Ning Qingwan: [Do you think long hair looks better or short hair? 】

Meng Xia: 【Sister, do you want to cut your hair short? 】

Ning Qingwan's extremely talented face appeared in her mind. With long hair, she looked evil and glamorous. With short hair, she really couldn't imagine how charming Ning Qingwan would be with short hair.

Then Ning Qingwan kindly gave her a reference, a photo with short hair.

Meng Xia stared at the photo on the phone, the sound of her heartbeat was very clear, and it felt like it was about to jump out of her throat.

In the photo, Ning Qingwan has short green hair, which seems to be trimmed casually and layered. The soft hair outlines a delicate and smooth outline along the forehead. Under the hair hanging on the forehead, there are peach-like eyes like Rippled lake.

Every frown and smile reveals careless laziness and uninhibitedness.

Facing Ning Qingwan like this, she might not even have the courage to call her sister.

Meng Xia: [Sister still looks good with long hair, and she's both fairy and sassy. 】

Ning Qingwan: [Short hair doesn't look good?Wronged jpg.]

Swallowing subconsciously, Meng Xia imagined Ning Qingwan's grievance, and was inexplicably poked at the cute spot, and quickly replied to the message.

Meng Xia: [It's beautiful!Both long hair and short hair look good, but my sister looks good no matter what! 】

Ning Qingwan: [Oh...you like me no matter what I look like? 】

Meng Xia froze for a moment, felt it was strange, but couldn't tell what was wrong, so she blushed and replied: [I like it. 】

Ning Qingwan: [Okay~ Got it.Go to bed early, good night]

After replying good night, Meng Xia stared at the phone for a long time before turning it off, turned off the light, and got into the blanket.

After a while, the person on the bed rolled around twice wrapped in the quilt in the darkness.