69novels Chapter 21 Chapter 21
Chapter 21 Chapter 21
Early the next morning, Ning Qingwan knocked on the door of the guest room, and the door opened after a while.
Meng Xia leaned against the door, her face was pale and bloodless, and she yelled, "Sister."
"Uncomfortable?" Ning Qingwan asked with a frown.
"My head hurts." Meng Xia rubbed her temples.
Last night, another bottle of wine was drenched in the rain. At night, she couldn't sleep because of wild thoughts. When she woke up in the morning, she felt exhausted and had a splitting headache.
"I'm going to change clothes." Meng Xia glanced at the clothes in Ning Qingwan's hands, and reached for them.
Ning Qingwan moved her hand away, "Go to sleep for a while."
Meng Xia pursed her lips. She also wanted to sleep for a while, but Ning Qingwan must be very busy, and she doesn't know if she has a schedule, so it's better not to cause trouble.
Thinking of this, she said, "I'll just go home and sleep again."
"Go to bed and lie down." Ning Qingwan couldn't help but dragged her into the room.
"Sister, take me back." Meng Xia paused and saw Ning Qingwan frowned, knowing that she was impatient, and explained in a soft voice, "I'm afraid I'll cause you trouble."
"It's quite troublesome to send you back." Ning Qingwan looked at Meng Xiabian's guilt-ridden expression, and smiled, "Just kidding, I don't have any arrangements for today, I still have time to take care of you."
With a severe headache, Meng Xia obediently listened to Ning Qingwan's words, and lay back on the bed.
"Sister." Meng Xia poked her head out from under the quilt, looked at the person beside the bed with watery almond eyes, but Ning Qingwan did not leave.
"Huh? Help you rub?" Ning Qingwan asked softly.
He asked a question, but he had already stretched out his hands to help her gently rub the temples on both sides, and the cold fingertips unexpectedly relieved the pain.
The slightly curly long hair fell from Ning Qingwan's shoulders as Ning Qingwan leaned over, and swept Meng Xia's neck, a little itchy, she raised her hand to hook Ning Qingwan's hair with her fingertips.
"Is it better?" Ning Qingwan squinted her eyes, and her gaze fell on Meng Xia's slender fingers, which were covered with crow-blue hair.
"Well, thank you, sister." Meng Xia pursed her lips and smiled, "Sister, you are so kind."
The force on her fingers is gentle, and the person in front of her is gentle. Ning Qingwan is probably the best person in the world to her, Meng Xia thought in a daze.
Ning Qingwan said indifferently, "The second card is good." The movement of her hands paused slightly, "Why do you keep praising me?"
Meng Xia looked up at Ning Qingwan, her peach blossom eyes were like a lake, clear and deep.
The headache relieved a lot, and the thoughts became clearer, and Luo Ke's words bounced in Meng Xia's mind sentence by sentence.
Meng Xia pretended to be calm and explained, "Because my sister is really good. I wanted a sister before, but I didn't expect to realize it after wearing a book."
Looking at Ning Qingwan, I couldn't help but want to confess. Meng Xia deliberately moved his eyes away, but he still felt guilty. He shouldn't be found to be abnormal...
Is it just my sister?Ning Qingwan glanced at the person on the bed, turned her head away and didn't dare to look at her, her side ear slowly turned crimson.
"Go to sleep."
It was only after Meng Xia fell asleep that Ning Qingwan withdrew her hand, twisted her wrist, and stared at Meng Xia who was already asleep on the bed for a while.
The sun shone into the room and fell on her fair cheeks, her slender eyelashes trembled, Meng Xia didn't sleep very peacefully, her brows were furrowed.
The frown gradually relaxed with the stroking of fingertips, Ning Qingwan smiled slightly, "Forget it, the future will be long."
The afternoon sun was a bit hot, and through the moon-white curtains, it spread on the bed and cast a layer of soft light on the bedding. Meng Xia struggled for a while and opened his eyes.
Ning Qingwan was no longer in the room, and there were new clothes beside the bed.
After a good night's sleep, the pain in her head subsided, Meng Xia got up from the bed, changed her clothes and walked out of the room.
When she walked to the kitchen, she was stunned for a moment. In Meng Xia's eyes, a fairy like Ning Qingwan couldn't get along with fireworks.
But now Ning Qingwan was cooking in the kitchen, her movements were skillful, her manner was dignified and elegant, every frame was like a painting.
"Sister, do you want to help?"
"No, it's almost ready." Ning Qingwan cooked the vegetables without looking back, "Does your head still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt much anymore."
Meng Xia was not familiar with Ning Qingwan's kitchen, so she wanted to help, but she didn't want to be a waste of help, so she simply waited for Ning Qingwan to put the dishes on and help bring the dishes to the table.
Four dishes and one soup, all home-cooked stir-fry, Ning Qingwan's cooking skills are very good, each dish tastes very good, Meng Xia pouted and ate with relish.
Ning Qingwan herself didn't have much appetite, so she put down her chopsticks after eating half a bowl, propped her chin to watch Meng Xia eat.
The little girl looked like a lady when she ate the cake last night, but now she looks like a little hamster with her mouth stuffed.
"Hungry?" Ning Qingwan curled the corners of her lips and looked at her with a smile, "Is the food to your liking?"
Meng Xia nodded, she was indeed hungry, she swallowed the food in her mouth, and praised sincerely, "My sister's cooking is delicious."
The praise was sincere, Ning Qingwan felt that she was being pleased, and she rolled her eyes, "I haven't done it for a long time, I thought I was going to overturn."
"Are you too busy and don't have time to cook?"
"I used to cook a whole table of dishes for one person, but she only glanced at it, and finally poured all the dishes."
Meng Xia was stunned, feeling a little uncomfortable, wondering who Ning Qingwan cooked for, and feeling sorry for Ning Qingwan's heart being ruined like that...
Compared with entanglement, the feeling of distress was stronger, she bit her chopsticks and stared at Ning Qingwan, solemnly said: "I will finish eating all of it."
Ning Qingwan raised her eyebrows and said, "Do what you can."
Meng Xia looked down at the dishes on the table, the portions were not too much, two people could finish them all, but Ning Qingwan didn't seem to want to continue eating.
"My sister will clean the dishes with me." She picked up the crescent moon meat from the fish and put it into Ning Qingwan's bowl.
Ning Qingwan was stunned for a moment, her eyes became brighter, and she teased her, "Then please beg me."
Meng Xia wanted Ning Qingwan to eat more, without thinking too much, she blurted out, "Please~"
Her voice was soft and glutinous, half flattering and half coquettish, with an innocent smile on her face, if her voice were more coquettish... Ning Qingwan licked her lips subconsciously, she was really a provocative and unknowingly naive girl.
"Sister..." Meng Xia was waiting for Ning Qingwan to agree, but Ning Qingwan only stared at her deeply with her lower jaw, which made her flustered, and her heart seemed to be bumped by a deer...
Meng Xia couldn't help blushing again, lowered her head and lowered her eyes, biting her chopsticks.After a while, she saw Ning Qingwan picking up chopsticks and eating slowly.
After a short rest after dinner, Meng Xia gave Ning Qingwan the address of the newly rented house.
Changed a car, and Ning Qingwan became the driver.
After getting in the car, Ning Qingwan searched the navigation, and found a neighborhood very close to Z University, "Your home?"
"No, it's the house my mother rented for me. I...don't want to go home." Meng Xia buckled up her seat belt, lowered her head and rubbed her belly, feeling too full.
"Ji Tong's disguise was too good with Father Meng, and now Father Meng is all about matching him and me." Meng Xia paused, and then said, "But I've already figured out a way."
"Let's hear it." Ning Qingwan became interested, she was very interested in the method Meng Xia, a simple little rabbit, came up with.
Meng Xia hesitated for a while, then said: "I want to try to persuade my mother to divorce. There are some details in the book that can be used to intensify their conflicts."
She thought about it, Meng Yuanxiu was not good enough for Xia Nianzhi, if they divorced, Xia Nianzhi and her life trajectory might change dramatically.
It can't be guaranteed to be a good change, but it will definitely not be worse than the original plot.
To put it bluntly, it was to destroy Xia Nianzhi and Meng Yuanxiu's marriage.
Meng Xia pursed her lips, her fingers curled up unnaturally, and the tiny blue meridians were faintly visible on the back of her tense hands.
She looked at Ning Qingwan uneasily. "Sister, do you think I'm bad?"
The car was driving smoothly, and Ning Qingwan was driving without looking sideways, she could only see Ning Qingwan's exquisite side face, Ning Qingwan was silent and did not answer, Meng Xia's heart sank a little bit.
The red light at the intersection came on, the car stopped, and when Meng Xia looked away in frustration, a chuckle floated into his ear.
Followed by Ning Qingwan's unique smoky voice, deep and hoarse, provocative.
"So it's not a little rabbit, it's a little fox~ It's pretty bad, but I like it."
Her heartbeat missed half a beat, Meng Xia turned her head to look up, and met those peach blossom eyes, which seemed to be melted by sunlight, soft and hot.
Meng Xia hurriedly looked away, and turned her head to look out of the car window. The road to treat Ning Qingwan as only her sister is really long and difficult...
At the same time, Ning Qingwan withdrew her gaze, deeply feeling that the road to get the little rabbit's hand was quite long, and she couldn't be in a hurry, it wouldn't be good to scare her away.
When the car drove downstairs, Meng Xia casually said, "Sister, do you want to go up and sit down?"
Originally, it was just a polite remark, but she thought that Ning Qingwan would not be interested in her nest, and would not really agree.
But in the next second, Ning Qingwan replied, "Okay."
So the two got out of the car, and Meng Xia took Ning Qingwan upstairs and into the house.
"All the furniture is new?" Ning Qingwan glanced at the facilities in the house, they were very new and there was no trace of use.
Meng Xia explained: "My mother was afraid that the furniture used by others would be unhygienic, so she bought it all over again. She said that if I live comfortably, I will buy it after I graduate."
"But I want her to buy it earlier, because if you get divorced, it's better to have a house."
Meng Xia went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door. There were only milk and yogurt in it. Xia Nianzhi refused to let her drink.
She turned her head and asked Ning Qingwan: "Sister, do you drink yogurt or milk?"
"yogurt."
Meng Xia picked out a box of strawberry-flavored yogurt, she remembered that Ning Qingwan preferred strawberry-flavored sweets.
Ning Qingwan took the yogurt, took off the straw and poked it into the box, holding the yogurt box with her slender and white hands, her red lips slightly parted to hold the straw, took two sips, let go, and then licked her lips.
Drinking yogurt looks so good, Meng Xia stared blankly for two seconds, turned her eyes away, bit the yogurt straw in her hand, and fell silent for a moment, not knowing what to say.
"Can I see your room?" Ning Qingwan broke the silence.
"Eh..." Meng Xia hesitated. In her room, Xia Nianzhi developed the photo of her hugging Ning Qingwan and put it into a frame, which was placed on her bedside table.
"Ok?"
"it is good......"
Every time it was a single syllable that made her compromise, Meng Xia pursed her lips, closed her eyes, and walked slowly to the bedroom door and opened it.
Ning Qingwan casually looked into the room, the room was small, mainly in pink and white, clean and warmly furnished, delicate shell wind chimes, white window screens, many dolls were placed on the bay window, and her photo was printed on the bed. long pillow.
There is a photo frame on the bedside table, and the photo inside is the hug photo from the concert.Meng Xia walked into the room and pressed down the photo frame on the bedside table.
Ning Qingwan glanced at the photo frame held by Meng Xia, raised her eyebrows, "I've seen it."
"...my mother washed it out." Meng Xia bit her lip and explained weakly, feeling a little pale, and added, "Fans treat idols like this."
"Well, I got it." Ning Qingwan raised the corners of her mouth and said with a half-smile, "Put it by the bed, wouldn't it be easy to dream of me at night?"
Meng Xia bit her lip, feeling that her face was about to burn. Even if she didn't put it beside the bed, she would have dreamed about it, but she didn't dare to say it.
Seeing Meng Xia getting more and more embarrassed, Ning Qingwan smiled even more, but she didn't want to push too hard, so she turned around and said, "Go back."
Meng Xia let out a sigh of relief, and hurriedly followed Ning Qingwan to send her downstairs.
"Goodbye, sister. Be careful on the road." Meng Xia thought for a while and said, "Can you send me a message when you get home?"
Like a little daughter-in-law who loves to worry, Ning Qingwan pinched Meng Xia's face with a smile, "Okay~ I'll report you safe when I get home."