Curved by the hero's white moonlight

After the beginning of spring, the sky is getting warmer and the dawn is early.The morning sun shone warmly on his body.

The phone rang happily.

Thin white hands poked out from under the quilt and fumbled for the phone. Meng Xia glanced at it in a daze. Xia Nianzhi received a call. She connected the call, turned on the speakerphone, and closed her eyes.

Xia Nianzhi's voice exploded in his ears, "I had a fight with your Auntie Fan!"

Years later, the parents of both sides met again, and Fan Yukui and Xia Nianzhi had a happy chat.After that, the two often made appointments to meet each other and became best friends.

Fan Yukui not only gave Xia Nianzhi the last puppy who only wanted to stay by her side, but also tried to introduce someone to Xia Nianzhi.

The two have many hobbies in common and get along very well.Fan Yukai introduced someone to Xia Nianzhi, but Xia Nianzhi was dissatisfied. The two of them complained about each other and never quarreled.It must be a serious matter to say that a quarrel is now.

Meng Xia's sleepiness disappeared, she sat up on the bed, the quilt slid down, revealing a large piece of white snow, she shivered from the cold, and pulled the quilt up.

Ning Qingwan's eyes darkened, she turned up the air conditioner twice, got up and took a thick pajamas to put on Meng Xia, and asked with her mouth: "What's wrong?"

Meng Xia pointed to the phone, shook her head, and asked, "Why did you argue with Auntie?"

Xia Nianzhi explained, "I said how romantic it is for you and Wanwan to get married by the sea. She insisted that it would be more romantic to do it in the snow, and what it meant meant to grow old together. But it's so cold in winter when you wear a wedding dress."

Before Meng Xia had time to speak, Fan Yuzheng's voice came from the receiver, "My daughter also wants to wear a wedding dress. True love is not afraid of the cold, right Xia Xia."

Meng Xia: "..." Am I right?She coughed twice, "Mom and aunt are together."

"Yes." Xia Nianzhi snorted softly, "I told her to go but she won't."

Fan Yuxie: "If you let me go, I will go."

Xia Nianzhi: "Don't keep coming here, I'm calling my daughter, you call your daughter."

Meng Xia turned her head and looked at Ning Qingwan helplessly. Sure enough, Ning Qingwan's cell phone rang immediately.

Although she knew Ning Qingwan's phone number, Fan Yuzheng never called Ning Qingwan.

After hesitating for a while, Ning Qingwan swipe the screen until Meng Xia pushed her to signal her to answer the phone.

After the call was connected, Ning Qingwan turned on the speakerphone. She was still thinking about what to say, but found that she was worrying too much.

Through the mobile phone, Xia Nianzhi and Fan Yukui started arguing again.

Meng Xia imagined two mothers, doing manicures together, arguing through the mobile phone in a childish way, which was both helpless and funny.

Ning Qingwan rubbed the center of her brows, "We got married, not you..."

The two mothers said in unison, "We also want to be there!"

Meng Xia blinked, and whispered to Ning Qingwan, "Actually, one wants to see the sea and the other wants to see the snow?"

The two mothers had sharp ears, "No!"

"We haven't broken our hearts for you!"

"All right, all right, your wedding, tell me, where do you want to hold it?"

Both proposals are very good, but accepting one must offend the other.Meng Xia was so worried that she scratched her head and stared at Ning Qingwan with watery eyes.

Ning Qingwan rubbed her head and said to the phone, "Then go. My new song MV hasn't been filmed yet, so I can provide material for the MV."

The two mothers chatted on the other end of the phone. They seemed quite satisfied and began to discuss what clothes to wear.

Qing and Xia: "..."

Finally dealt with the two empress dowagers. After finishing the call, Meng Xia put the phone on the bedside, collapsed into Ning Qingwan's arms, and sighed leisurely, "It's too difficult to get married."

Ning Qingwan raised her eyebrows, "You don't want to get married?"

"No, no." Meng Xia quickly denied it, and explained with a frown, "I guess they will often quarrel later because of the wedding dress and the venue layout."

"That shouldn't be. Shen Lan is in charge of the wedding dress, and they will go to the venue. Whoever chooses the location will be responsible." Ning Qingwan stroked Meng Xia's brow, "This is all for the future, you should think about the current situation carefully." thing."

Her tone was serious, Meng Xia trembled her eyelashes, and became serious again, and asked suspiciously, "What's going on now?"

Ning Qingwan's eyes darkened a little, she leaned down and gave her a light peck, "I'll take you to familiarize yourself with every place in the house."

Meng Xia suddenly remembered that because Ning Qingwan's house was too big, she often had to look for her mobile phone for a long time.Sometimes I go to the wrong room.

However, she has already looked at those rooms often, and even hung a small number plate on the door, but she still couldn't find the things after putting them away.Meng Xia scratched her face, "How familiar?"

Ning Qingwan pinched her face, "Get up and eat first, I'm hungry."

"There are still quick-frozen dumplings in the refrigerator." Meng Xia got up from Ning Qingwan's arms, lifted the quilt and got out of bed enduring the cold, "Let's go to the supermarket in the afternoon."

Ning Qingwan's eyes slid past her slender and straight legs, "Well... let's go at night."

"What's up in the afternoon?" Meng Xia took out his trousers from the cabinet and bent over to put them on.

Ning Qingwan curled up her five fingers, "There is something, it's very important."

"Ok."

After Meng Xia changed her clothes, she turned around and saw Ning Qingwan grinning, her face flushed, she pulled the quilt to cover her tightly, "Don't catch a cold."

Ning Qingwan stared at someone's flushed face, bent her lips, "Okay."

After Meng Xia washed up, she went to the kitchen to make dumplings.

Ning Qingwan came down the stairs slowly after the hot dumplings came out of the pan.

Meng Xia only thought that she stayed in bed for a while, and didn't ask any more questions.

During the meal, Ning Qingwan asked, "Which room do you want to familiarize yourself with first?"

Meng Xia thought about it, there were too many rooms, and she couldn't think of it for a while, "Whatever, my sister has important things to do this afternoon."

Anyway, it's just a second look.

Ning Qingwan raised her eyebrows slightly, "Let me decide?"

How do you look at a room... so solemn?Meng Xia nodded without thinking about it.

After the meal, Ning Qingwan had to pull Meng Xia to accompany her while washing the dishes. Meng Xia asked jokingly, "Sister, do your fans know that you are so clingy?"

Ning Qingwan washed her hands seriously and dried them, "Aren't my fans here?" She walked up to Meng Xia, "Ask her, do you know how clingy I am?"

At the end of the conversation, Ning Qingwan licked the red lips that were close at hand.

Meng Xia was stunned, and immediately wrapped her arms around Ning Qingwan's waist, smiling brightly and movingly, "I know, and I like it very much."

"How much do you like it?"

"I really, really like it."

Meng Xia raised her head and kissed Ning Qingwan's red lips, just lightly, when she was about to back away, Ning Qingwan grabbed the back of her head and deepened the kiss.

Sunlight poured into the house through the window, making everything warmer. The temperature around them gradually rose, and the two kissed more passionately.

Their foreheads touched, Meng Xia rubbed the tip of her nose affectionately and whispered, "Don't be here."

Ning Qingwan ignored it, raised her head slightly and bit her soft lips, tossing and turning.

It was hot and scalding like the hottest summer sun enveloping everyone in it.The sparks of the prairie fire jumped all the way, spread and landed on the collarbone that spread like a butterfly's wings.

In the sound of friction, the clothes slid off the shoulders like blooming flowers, and scattered on the floor.

Meng Xia's jaw was raised high unconsciously, her superior neckline stretched out, her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her red lips moved to absorb the air.Her mind went blank, and when she opened her eyes again, she was already being hugged and sitting on the cooking table. Ning Qingwan thoughtfully put the clothes under her so that it wouldn't be too cold.

With his back against the wall, it felt cold, Meng Xia couldn't help shivering, and instinctively leaned forward, which was more convenient for someone.

The consciousness was sharpened by the cold, and the feeling in the special venue would be magnified and become more intense. Meng Xia's heart heaved faster than usual, and he could hardly breathe.

Meng Xia looked at Ning Qingwan's slightly bowed body, and watched her lower her head little by little, only her black hair remained in her sight.

"Sister." Meng Xia pushed her lightly, moved and leaned back, her back pressed against the wall, and she was suddenly shivered by the ice.

"It's right here." Ning Qingwan refused without raising her head.

Meng Xia bit her lower lip lightly, and stroked Ning Qingwan's head with her hand, her five fingers poked into the smooth and smooth hair, her light white fingers were entwined with the black hair, she restrained her strength and pulled her hair roots lightly and sometimes heavily.

More mist filled Meng Xia's eyes, maybe it was her illusion, it seemed to be heavier than before.

Whether it's kissing or touching.

"Sister——" Meng Xia put one leg on Ning Qingwan's shoulder, and she raised her hand to cover her eyes, blocking the glare of the light and the picture.

Consciousness gradually slackened.

Ning Qingwan took her hand away.

She almost couldn't sit still, her five fingers pinched the edge of the table tightly, and she exclaimed.

Ning Qingwan supported her waist with one hand, and squeezed her palm comfortingly with the other.

The child under the scorching sun held his beloved cone, reluctant to eat it, and licked the cream slowly until it melted. When he saw his sister in front of him, he generously shared his love.

Ning Qingwan entwined her glistening red lips around Meng Xia's, and breath spread between her lips and teeth.

The child who shared the cone blinked and asked his sister impatiently, "Is it delicious?"

Under the scorching sun, my sister's face was flushed red, so she turned her face away and ignored her.

The musician's fingers are nimble and familiar, plucking the strings he loves most, vibrating out the most beautiful music.

She heard her own voice, heard Ning's sour words that should not be said aloud, everything almost made her collapse, so broken that she couldn't help crying.

The sun slanted into the room, and the beam fell on the delicate and small face, and the teardrops on the thick and slender eyelashes refracted colorful light.

Like being in the sea, a woman's hand is sliding in the sea, Meng Xia is being pulled to swim in the middle of the boundless sea, the water waves are swaying around her, ripples, she is ups and downs in the waves, another wave of suffocating waves Sweeping, a certain feeling went straight to the brain at the moment of being washed ashore.

It was just the beginning of spring, and it was still a bit cold in late spring, but both of them were sweating thinly, and even the cold cooking table was covered with heat.

Ning Qingwan brushed back her sweaty hair, breathing unsteadily, "How do you feel?" She touched Meng Xia's earlobe, and there was a little smile in her voice, "Are you familiar with the kitchen?"

Meng Xia was panting, her beating heart was still not steady, she let go of the hand pinching the edge of the table and covered her hot face.

Ning Qingwan chuckled, and picked her up, "Then I'll decide the next place that needs to be familiarized with."

"..." Meng Xia buried her head in her arms, her face was so hot that she didn't want to talk.

How can anyone be so familiar with the family!