When Xia Mengying came out of the bathroom, Ning Ziqian was sitting on the sofa as before. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned around and stood up. She was wearing a pure white chiffon nightgown that reached the length of her knees, with lily pleated sleeves.
, fluffy, can block arms, round neck design,
The style is somewhat conservative. On such a night, it is slightly safer for two people to stay together than wearing a v-neck with a suspender belt that exposes the thighs. Xia Mengying's hair has not been wiped very much, and the ends of her hair are still dripping. After taking a shower, she
The whole person was moist and shiny, like the dewdrops in the morning.
Ning Ziqian had already changed out of his wet striped white shirt and dark gray suit pants, and was wearing a white nightgown. The belt around his waist was tied casually. With a slight movement, you could see his strong and sexy chest.
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"Let me see what pen you like?" Xia Mengying didn't pay too much attention to Ning Ziqian's figure. She looked at the black and gold pen in Ning Ziqian's pajamas pocket and reached out to take it. Ning Ziqian stepped back two steps.
Stepping forward, he hurriedly held her hand and pushed her to sit on the sofa. Then he straightened his loose nightgown and squatted down, "Let me see how the injury on your foot is."
Although he had expected that Xia Mengying's foot was badly bruised and had lost so much blood, Ning Ziqian did not expect it to be so serious. A large piece of skin on the upper left side of the big toe was bruised. He cleaned it up.
When the wound was being bandaged, Xia Mengying, who was sitting on the sofa, cried out in pain.
, and also said that she had been bleeding while taking a shower. Ning Ziqian felt annoyed and distressed at the same time. He wanted to blame Xia Mengying for not taking care of herself, but looking at her pouted look of grievance, those
The words were on his lips, but he still didn't want to say them out.
Just after taking care of the injury on Xia Mengying's foot, Ning Ziqian hadn't sat down yet. Xia Mengying, who had been talking all night, said she was thirsty. Ning Ziqian got up and poured her a glass of water.
They took a clean towel from the bathroom and wiped Xia Mengying's hair.
"You should dry your hair before going to bed, otherwise you will have a headache the next day and you will get sick in the future." The last time he came back from Xicheng, he went to bed without drying his hair. He didn't pay much attention to this on weekdays.
, but seeing Xia Mengying like this, I always felt uneasy.
Xia Mengying leaned back on the sofa, enjoying Ning Ziqian's care. She suddenly opened her eyes, leaned back and looked at Ning Ziqian, "I know."
After saying that, Xia Mengying suddenly sat up and turned around, "Ning Ziqian, none of my friends would talk about me like you do."
Ning Ziqian smiled and touched Xia Mengying's hair. It was almost dry. He put the slightly wet towel aside. "You think I'm verbose?" Ning Ziqian said and sat down next to Xia Mengying.
, "At my age, I can be your uncle."
Xia Mengying held the hand of Ning Ziqian who was sitting next to her, smiled very happily, and then called out sweetly, "Uncle." Xia Mengying said, knelt down next to Ning Ziqian, stretched out her hand and
Kneading his arms, "I really envy my future aunt for having such a caring and good husband. Uncle, thank you for your hard work. I will rub your old arms and legs for you."
Ning Ziqian looked at Xia Mengying with a bright smile, her clear eyes were smart and cunning, knowing that she did it on purpose, she laughed helplessly. This was the first time someone said he was old, but the word uncle came out of her mouth
There was an indescribable smell when it came out, like it contained some kind of special invitation. Ning Ziqian felt as if he had taken a cold shower for nearly half an hour in vain.
"When you went to school today, the little girls' eyes almost popped out of their heads when they looked at you. Uncle, tell me, are the tastes of little girls nowadays getting more and more heavy-handed?" Xia Mengying squeezed for Ning Ziqian.
Said the arm.
"The taste is indeed getting heavier and heavier." Ning Ziqian sat upright and nodded, then suddenly turned sideways and looked at Xia Mengying, staring at her with his bright black eyes, "What about you? Why did you kiss me suddenly?"
"Ah?" Xia Mengying stopped what she was doing and responded blankly.
Xia Mengying drank a lot at night, and her head is still dizzy now, but she just took a shower, and she is more or less awake. In fact, her consciousness is still awake, and she knows exactly what she is doing.
, she also knew in her heart that she shouldn't do this, but her behavior was completely out of control. Thinking of the fact that she took the initiative to kiss Ning Ziqian just now, part of it was because she thought in her heart, and more of it was because of the courage of alcohol.
"Can't you help yourself because I'm good-looking? Do you still like me?"
Xia Mengying was a little sleepy now, and her conscious brain was short-circuited. She thought for a long time and didn't know how to answer. Ning Ziqian's words seemed to be the answer to her. She nodded without thinking, "Who asked?
Why are you so good-looking? You are handsome, have a good figure, have a great temperament, and have money. It is normal for women to feel excited when they see such a man. Uncle, I am jealous. We have already kissed you anyway--"
Xia Mengying was sitting cross-legged, and she was completely confident and proud when she said these words. Ning Ziqian looked at her and almost wasn't amused.
Ning Ziqian glanced at the pen on his chest. The smile on his face was as weird as a fox who had succeeded in his scheming. He interrupted Xia Mengying and said, "You have to be responsible for me."
"You kissed me before too."
"Then I will give Ning Ziqian to you as your husband. I guarantee that he will be as considerate as he is now. He will always care about you, love you and take care of you. He will be by your side as soon as possible when you need him.
, to protect you from wind and rain, to be loyal to you all my life, and not to let you suffer any grievance or harm." Knowing that Xia Mengying would not remember anything when she wakes up tomorrow, Ning Ziqian did not hide his feelings at all.
"Really? What if a woman comes to my door? I will be very uneasy." Xia Mengying looked at Ning Ziqian, her eyes a little red.
"I will ask Ning Ziqian to tell them that Mrs. Ning is the only one in his heart, and then send them away."
"Mrs. Ning, is it me?" Xia Mengying pointed at herself and laughed again.
"Well, her name is Xia Mengying, that's right."
"Ning Ziqian, you can't lie to me, I seem to really like you." Xia Mengying sniffed.
"I gave Ning Ziqian to you as a gift. You are not allowed to return or exchange it as a gift."
"I won't return or exchange. Only fools would return or exchange. But Ning Ziqian, Qi Zhiming and I haven't broken up yet. This is unfair to you!"
Ning Ziqian put his finger against Xia Mengying's lips, his bright black eyes were full of affection, "I'm waiting for you."
Xia Mengying looked at him, with tears streaming out of her red eyes, dripping on the back of Ning Ziqian's hand. She took Ning Ziqian's hand that was close to her lips, and hooked her little finger with his.
His thumbs were pressed together like a stamp, "You are not allowed to go back on your word. Anyone who goes back on his word is a bastard."
Xia Mengling sucked his nose and said, "If one day you like others, you must tell me in advance that you can be with other women after breaking up with me."
She stared at Ning Ziqian, he nodded seriously and carefully, "There will be no day."
She wiped her tears with a smile, but still felt uncomfortable, "Uncle, I'll stamp first!"
After speaking, she hooked her lips, climbed Ning Ziqian's neck with both hands, pressed on him, and locked the target on Ning Ziqian's lips.
[Author's Title]: PS: The process will work hard, and the content will be more loving later, (*^__^*) Hee hee ...
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