Curved by the hero's white moonlight

Meng Xia's head was still buzzing when she walked out of the dessert shop. The outdoor sunlight was poisonous and hot, and heat waves could be seen faintly rolling on the road in the distance, but at this moment, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, her whole body was bitingly cold.

The screen of the phone in his hand was still on, and there was a text message from Father Meng on it.

[Chunchongchong Daddy: I ​​have to come back on Saturday, I have arranged for Xiaolin to pick you up then. 】

When Mosquito and Tiantian came out of the shopping mall, they saw Meng Xia standing in front of the "Little Sweetheart" store at a glance. The two looked at each other and their eyes lit up instantly, and they walked over quickly.

"Xia Xia, is Wan Wan here?" Mosquito waved his hand in front of Meng Xia's sluggish eyes, "Hey! Wake up, are you stupid to see Wan Wanle?"

Meng Xia suddenly came back to her senses, when she heard the word "Wan Wan", she blushed unconsciously, but then felt a deep sense of powerlessness...

She handed the fans in her arms to Mosquito and Tiantian respectively, and in the next second, she heard several super-high-decibel screams at the door of the store.

"Ahh! It's the autograph of the legendary husband Wanwan! Xia Xia, you are so awesome."

"I want to go home and offer up the fan. From now on, this will be our family heirloom!"

"Xia Xia, did you take a photo with your husband? Did you capture your husband's flourishing beauty?"

Meng Xia shook her head helplessly, "They won't allow it."

"Is my husband still a little sweetheart?"

Meng Xia continued to shake her head, "It's already gone."

Meng Xia's almond eyes were watery as if they would burst out of water in a blink of an eye, her head was drooping and her face was full of depression, like a child who did something wrong.

Mosquito and Tiantian were also reluctant to say anything to her, and immediately patted her on the shoulder to comfort her: "It's okay, there will be another time."

Is there a next time?Meng Xia pursed her lips, feeling a little sad in her heart. She had just touched her thigh, and before she could hug her, it slipped away from her fingertips.

"There are still three hours before the concert, let's go in and have a seat." Tian Tian suggested.

Before, they didn't enter Little Sweetheart because they were afraid that they would be kicked out by the clerk after staying there for too long. Now that they got their signatures, the three of them don't have to continue to sunbathe in the sun.

Walking into Little Sweetheart, the three of them sat where Ning Qingwan and the others had sat.Mosquito and Tiantian kept smacking their lips and touching the seats and tables like two perverts.

"Oh~ this is the chair my husband used to sit on."

"Ah~ This is the table my husband touched."

"Ah~ even the air is fragrant."

Meng Xia twitched the corner of her mouth, poured herself a glass of lemonade, and drank first to calm down the shock.

Soon the waiter came over with a small cake.

Xing's eyes turned slightly, and his eyes fell on the matcha cake in front of him. His thoughts were seduced by the aroma of the cake, and he remembered the embarrassing scene just now.

She still remembered that there was a eye-catching tear mole under those peach blossom eyes, which added a bit of charm to that delicate face, making it look enchanting and charming.

The lips seemed to still have the temperature of the man's fingertips, as cool as nephrite.

She stammered and called "husband" again.Mo Li and Cheng Xu couldn't help laughing, especially the short-haired Cheng Xu, who just laughed and said she was stupid while laughing.

Ning Qingwan withdrew the hand that was on her lips, and touched her head instead, and said softly, "Little girl, the most important thing is your studies."

Her tone of voice resembled that of an elder in the family, tactfully breaking all her hopes.

If she said directly, would you be able to send Ji Tong to prison ahead of schedule?Will the ending be different?

Meng Xia was thinking wildly, but Ning Qingwan got up and left before even finishing the cake. When the group of them left, Meng Xia vaguely heard Cheng Xu's complaint. "Every time I meet a illegitimate meal, I can't eat dessert properly"

Withdrawing her thoughts, Meng Xia angrily poked the cake in front of her with a small fork, causing the cake to fall sideways. Looking at the rotten cake, she sighed leisurely.

It's really hard to change one's life. If it wasn't for fear of pain and giving up the path of plastic surgery, she must be a carefree rich second generation. Ji Tong and everything are just floating clouds, and have nothing to do with her .

For Ning Qingwan's concert, Meng Xia was lucky. Not only did she get the infield tickets, but she was also in the front row. Except for the high ticket price, everything else was perfect.

Meng Xia and the mosquitoes separated and sat in their seats.

There was a lot of noise all around, and every fan was discussing Ning Qingwan feverishly, until the bright lights of the stage were turned on, and a beautiful figure appeared in the center of the stage.

Wearing a black studded leather jacket, ripped jeans, and a pair of Chelsea boots, he became the focus of the audience as soon as he appeared, and he was beautiful and shabby.

Ning Qingwan raised her hand to tie up her seaweed-like black curly hair, her movements were neat and neat, and her fair and slender fingers picked up the pick and plucked it on the electric guitar. In terms of body shape, Ning Qingwan seems to have changed into a different person at this moment, becoming a standard ascetic goddess.

Under the slender and curly eyelashes are a pair of charming peach blossom eyes, with black double-tailed eyeliner outlined at the end of the eyes, and the tear mole at the corner of the eye seems to be shining under the illumination of the stage lights.

Fans screamed frantically one after another, and Meng Xia felt that she was deaf.

She feels that every concert is a shocking audio-visual feast.

Ning Qingwan made a silent gesture, and the field immediately fell silent, only occasionally remembering a roar or two.

"Husband Wanwan, I love you!" It was a female voice.

"Honey, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!" It was a male voice...

Ning Qingwan couldn't laugh or cry when she heard the fans' names, and suddenly remembered that little girl in the afternoon, with a sweet voice, who also called her "husband" just like them.

A voice came from the headset, "Sister Qing Wan, it's done."

Ning Qingwan smiled slightly, her unique smoky voice escaped from her lips, and she said loudly, "Are you ready?"

The fans immediately shouted in unison, "Husband, get ready!"

As the music sounded again, Ning Qingwan's sultry voice resounded in the venue of Nuoda, and all the fans followed her singing and waved the unified and customized support sticks. The venue was like a blue ocean .

Meng Xia got goosebumps all over her body because of her singing, she has always been shy, and she is like an outlier among a bunch of fanatical fans.

Perhaps it was such a difference that was captured by a certain camera, and the people in the backstage saw the face that was somewhat similar to Ning Qingwan, "When we interact later, the light will hit her."

After a few songs, it was the interactive part of the intermission. The host came to the stage and cut to the point after some rainbow farts, "Let's see who is the lucky one today. The lucky ones can ask your husband A question and a chance to get a hug on stage!"

Ning Qingwan's pretty brows were slightly frowned, and the organizer actually presumptuously added a hug session.

Li Li glared at the person in charge in the background, "What hug? Why is it different from what we said before?"

The person in charge hurriedly bowed and apologized, smiling all over his face, "Sister Mo Li, I'm sorry, but we really didn't hug. I guess the host has messed up too much. How about asking the host to explain and correct it?"

Li Li sneered, throwing a good hand at the blame, if the explanation is not in place, the fans will probably be uproarious, and she is even more afraid that if she meets fanatical fans, she will be angry with Wan Wan...

The lights swept back and forth in the auditorium, and the fans held their breath, hoping to be illuminated by the beams.

"I actually gave him a hug this time!"

"Ah! I hope the ancestral grave will emit green smoke!"

Ning Qingwan looked at the scene below the stage, her eyes became colder and colder, and Mo Li's worried voice came from the headset, "Wanwan, it's really not possible to change the hugging part to shoulders later, and I will handle the public relations after the end."

Finally, the beam of light fell on Meng Xia's body, and under the reminder of others, Meng Xia stood up in a daze.

Brows slightly stretched, Ning Qingwan raised her eyebrows and looked at the familiar face, it was really fate.

There was gasping sound all around, and many fans were whispering.

"So lucky!"

"I'll go, I can get in touch with Wan Wan's husband directly!"

Meng Xia's childish face was projected on the big screen, and it looked a bit like Ning Qingwan between her brows and eyes, but the temperament of the two was completely different, and after a few more glances, they didn't feel like Ning Qingwan anymore.

A new round of whispering started in the audience.

"Just do it like Wanwan."

"My Wanwan husband is still pretty."

Meng Xia had no time to care about the cynicism from the fans, she was a little confused, and the lady in charge handed her a microphone.

The host glanced sideways at the big screen and smiled, "This young lady who looks like Wan Wan, what questions do you want to ask Wan Wan?"

Fans around looked at her, "Quickly ask my husband if he has a date?"

"Oh, my husband doesn't have a date! Quickly ask her what type of girl she likes!"

"It's too straightforward!"

Meng Xia swallowed, her palms were sweaty and greasy, she tightened her hands on the microphone.

"Wanwan old..." Thinking of the embarrassing scene in the afternoon, Meng Xia swallowed back the following words, "About future partners, what type do you like?"

Ning Qingwan looked at the petite figure under the light, raised her eyebrows slightly, and the little girl stopped calling her husband.The charming peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and a narrow smile appeared on the corners of the lips.

"like me."

The host laughed and joked that she was narcissistic, and the fans didn't buy it and shouted that her husband was the most beautiful, the most sassy, ​​and the narcissistic husband was the most attractive!

Amidst the screams, Meng Xia boldly asked again, "Then, is it okay for me to be like this?"

Everyone immediately became quiet, and suddenly realized that this lucky guy was indeed somewhat similar to Ning Qingwan, didn't they just coincide with Wanwan's "like me".

In the midst of sobs, Meng Xia seemed to be able to hear her own heartbeat, which seemed to jump out of her throat the next moment.

In the next second, her beating heart was mercilessly stuffed back by Ning Qingwan.

"No, you are too young."

Well, being rejected twice a day, Meng Xia pouted in frustration.

Ning Qingwan looked at the disappointed little face, curled her lips with a slight arc, and was really persistent in asking twice a day.

The mosquito under the stage yelled loudly, "Our Xia Xia is not young, 34c!"

The auditorium was quiet for two seconds, and there was a burst of laughter. Meng Xia blushed instantly amidst the laughter.

The host is also a troublemaker, "Oh? How did you know?" He handed the microphone to the mosquito's mouth.

Ning Qingwan glanced at the mosquito, and a dark light flashed in her pupils like splashed ink.

"Old fans in the fan group will jokingly ask about their height and weight, and Xia Xia is the only one who answers seriously." Mosquito also grabbed the host's microphone and added, "Husband Wan Wan can verify it himself later, is it true? of~"

There was another burst of laughter, Meng Xia rubbed his forehead, so ashamed that he wished he could run away immediately.

The host smiled and said, "Then let's invite this beautiful young lady to come on stage and hug our Wan Wan."

Meng Xia's legs trembled, and she retreated in her heart, but she didn't dare to refuse such a good thing in public under the eyes of a group of people.

Meng Xia stepped onto the stage with light steps, her eyes drifted and she didn't dare to look at that cold face, and was rejected twice, Meng Xia didn't dare to have any thoughts about Tian Caining at the moment.

Meng Xia took two steps forward and wrapped her arms around Ning Qingwan's waist, and sighed softly, the faint mint fragrance from Ning Qingwan's body lingered in her nose.

Ning Qingwan looked down at the girl's slightly red ears, heard the soft sigh, raised her eyebrows slightly, why did she feel that the little girl was still a little unhappy about hugging her?

Thinking of teasing again, Ning Qingwan pulled Meng Xia into her arms and said in a hoarse voice, "Well, I've verified it."

Meng Xia's face suddenly became hot, her mind was in a state of chaos and she couldn't think, she tightened her arms when she was nervous, and hugged Ning Qingwan tightly.

Ning Qingwan suddenly leaned against Meng Xia's body. She was only wearing a camisole under her jacket, and she felt a soft place close to her. Looking down at the red tips of her ears, she felt a little hot for no reason.

"Your heart beats so fast." Ning Qingwan whispered.

Meng Xia suddenly let go of her hand and stepped back half a step away. The fans in the audience were very dissatisfied with Meng Xia's forcibly hugging her tightly, and they had already started cursing in a bad temper.

Meng Xia scratched her head and pursed her lips, her almond eyes seemed to be filled with water, fearing that a string of water beads would fall out in a blink.

Ning Qingwan sighed inaudibly, feeling that she was bullying a little girl, she was about to say something with the microphone.

But the soft and sweet voice pierced through the eardrums.

"I'm so excited,...old...husband, I'm sorry." Turning around and bowing deeply to the audience, he said, "I was wrong, my wife fans, please don't hit me, everyone is like a family when you enter Wanwan's house People, if you make it big and I will make it small, I will never dare to do it next time."

Hearing the laughter from the audience, Meng Xia secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She looks cute and looks soft, and she speaks very pleasing words. The sudden act of hugging Ning Qingwan seems to be really unintentional. The anger of the fans has subsided by half, and they think that if they change themselves, it will be difficult to control themselves. .

Watching that petite figure walk off the stage, Ning Qingwan slightly raised the corners of her lips.

A little girl called "husband" is three points sweeter than others.