After My Ex-Boyfriend's White Moonlight Proposed to Me

Xie Ning was indeed frightened.

At this moment, his mind was blank, he didn't even pay attention to the whispering between Zhuang Yan and Ms. Qiao, and his hands couldn't help twisting on the hem of his pajamas.

"I... I'll go up and change my pajamas first." After a while, Xie Ning managed to utter a word.

Ms. Qiao beckoned to him, and her tone was rare and gentle in Zhuang Yan's eyes: "There's no need to be so ostentatious at home, and you can dress as comfortable as you want, and there are no outsiders here."

Her words were "at home" and "no outsiders". Not to mention that Xie Ning was dumbfounded, even Zhuang Yan tugged at her sleeve under the table to signal her to restrain herself.

Ms. Qiao glanced at Zhuang Yan angrily, and seeing Xie Ning's restrained expression, she hurriedly reduced her enthusiasm from [-] to [-].

"I mean..." she explained, "With the friendship between your grandfather and our family, the two families are like one family."

Xie Ning still had doubts in his heart, but reluctantly accepted this argument.

He was very nervous by Ms. Qiao's surprise attack. He was afraid that she might misunderstand for a while, but he didn't know what he was afraid of.

Seeing him standing awkwardly, and fearing that he would starve, Zhuang Yan got up and pulled him to the dining table: "Eat breakfast first, so that you won't be unable to eat at noon."

Xie Ning has a small appetite, eats breakfast late, and can't eat until noon. He usually goes to work fine, but on weekends, this problem manifests itself.

Because he ate hot pot last night, today Zhuang Yan made him a lighter breakfast to nourish his stomach, and he didn't want him to eat too greasy every day.

As soon as Xie Ning sat down, Ms. Qiao pulled him to start chatting about family affairs: "I heard from Zhuang Yan that you recently lived here?"

Xie Ning was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Zhuang Yan, who gave him a comforting look.

Only then did he feel relieved, nodded to Ms. Qiao, and said vaguely, "...um."

Before Xie Ning came out, Ms. Qiao had checked with Zhuang Yan about what to say, what to ask, and what not to reveal for fear of scaring him.

To let Xie Ning know that Ms. Qiao is thinking about the wedding date, I am afraid that I will bury myself in the quilt and dare not come out for a long time.

After Ms. Qiao knew what Zhuang Yan was thinking, she originally wanted to mock him for abducting him to his home and still making no progress, but now seeing that it was Xie Ning, she was a little taken aback.

But her face is still calm: "It's like being at home here, don't be embarrassed, if Zhuang Yan bullies you, just tell me, and I will teach him a lesson for you."

Zhuang Yan looked at her dumbfounded: "Mom, what are you talking about?"

Ms. Qiao had almost eaten, put down the spoon, and said slowly: "Did I say something? You don't know what kind of temper you have? I don't know how to restrain yourself. How many troubles have caused me since I was young."

Zhuang Yan: "..."

Xie Ning pursed his lower lip, couldn't help laughing and said, "He didn't bully me."

Ms. Qiao turned to look at him with disbelief on her face: "Really?"

"Really." Xie Ning nodded, wanting to say something nice in front of Ms. Qiao, but he was not good at words, so in the end he only managed to say, "He treats me very well."

Ms. Qiao's eyes lit up, and she wanted to ask what a good way to do it.

But Zhuang Yan was still looking at her with raised eyebrows. Ms. Qiao was afraid that he would become angry, so she said flatly, "That's fine."

After Xie Ning finished his meal, he was still cramped, so he hurried upstairs to change his clothes.

Although he didn't go outside and it was normal to wear pajamas, he felt that this outfit was not dignified enough in front of Ms. Qiao.

Ms. Qiao certainly didn't mind, but no matter how she was an elder, Xie Ning felt that he couldn't be too casual.

As soon as he hurried upstairs, Ms. Qiao pulled Zhuang Yan aside and interrogated: "You and Ningning... what's going on."

Zhuang Yan smiled: "Just as I told you before."

Ms. Qiao pressed her forehead: "How long have we known each other..."

She seemed to remember something: "During the Chinese New Year, I felt something was wrong, and I thought you made him anxious."

Zhuang Yan added: "Actually, we knew each other years ago."

Ms. Qiao glanced at him: "No wonder you rushed to give Mr. Xie a gift at that time. I thought you were sensible, and your feelings are selfish."

Zhuang Yan: "You can't say that, why did I run around?"

Ms. Qiao smiled: "The Xie family... used to be a little closer to your grandfather's generation, but now I don't have much contact with each other. It seems that I have to go to the compound these two days."

Zhuang Yan asked: "Xie Ning's parents... are they easy to get along with?" He took the opportunity to get some news from Ms. Qiao.

"Not very familiar." Ms. Qiao replied honestly, "Your father and his father may have played together when they were young, but by the time they got married and started a business, the friendship had faded, and during the New Year and holidays, your grandfather would still thank the old man Send something."

Zhuang Yan was a little disappointed: "That's it."

Ms. Qiao said angrily, "If there really is any friendship, you and Xie Ning didn't know each other until they were so old?"

Zhuang Yan sighed pretentiously: "I thought you could have a fingertip to get married or something, isn't it always shown on TV?"

Ms. Qiao was dumbfounded for a while.

But after thinking about it slowly for a while, she really remembered one more thing.

"There's no such thing as finger-to-palm marriage. But you and Xie Ning should have met once when we were very young." Ms. Qiao said uncertainly.

Zhuang Yan was curious: "When?"

Ms. Qiao thought for a while: "A few months after Xie Ning was born, your grandfather took us to Xie's house."

Zhuang Yan recalled seriously, but in the end he couldn't remember anything: "I don't have any memory at all."

"You were only young at that time." Ms. Qiao gave him a funny look, "You can't even walk well, so how can you remember anything?"

Zhuang Yan was two years older than Xie Ning, and when Xie Ning was born, he was not yet old enough to remember.

Zhuang Yan sighed: "Then I'm not at a loss."

Ms. Qiao said: "Ningning was cute when she was a child, unlike you, she is extremely naughty."

Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Do you still remember what he looked like when he was a child?"

In fact, of course she doesn't remember, what happened more than [-] years ago, she even thought about going to Xie's house for a long time before she could barely remember such an event, how could she recall Xie Ning's appearance when he was a child.

But this doesn't stop Ms. Qiao from belittling Zhuang Yan: "Yes, I'm so envious of seeing him, I wish he was my son."

Zhuang Yan calmly said: "Then you are not losing money now, this is called... one get one for every life?"

Ms. Qiao sneered: "You catch him first, and then tell me whether you're worth it or not. Then I'll treat him as my own son, and you go."

Zhuang Yan made up his mind, knowing that Ms. Qiao accepted Xie Ning sincerely.

He was not surprised, she liked Xie Ning already.

Ms. Qiao left after eating lunch, which was still cooked by Zhuang Yan. Ms. Qiao took the opportunity to chat with Xie Ning for a while.

Without Zhuang Yan watching covetously, Ms. Qiao inquired a lot of information without showing any trace.

For example, the two of them live in the same house, and usually Zhuang Yan cooks the kitchen.

She was just gossiping about family affairs in an ordinary way, and Xie Ning didn't notice the difference, and quickly sold himself and Zhuang Yan's daily life clearly.

In the end, Ms. Qiao didn't know whether to feel that her son was too gentleman, or thank Ning for being too simple.

When leaving, Xie Ning was still surprised that Ms. Qiao left so early.

On the contrary, Zhuang Yan said coolly: "I have eaten two meals."

Ms. Qiao glanced at him with an indescribable expression.

The car stopped at the gate, and Xie Ning sent it to the gate of the villa, but Ms. Qiao and Zhuang Yan drove him back together, saying that it was windy outside, so he didn't need to send it again.

It was Zhuang Yan who sent Ms. Qiao to the car.

When getting on the bus, Ms. Qiao reached out and took out two tickets from her bag, and handed them to Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "What is this?"

"The photographer I like very much, AJ, has an exhibition in China these two days." Ms. Qiao chuckled, "I planned to go to see it with your dad, but now it's cheaper for you."

AJ is a world-class photographer. Zhuang Yan has learned photography for a period of time, so he has naturally heard his name, but AJ mostly shoots still lifes, but Ms. Qiao likes his works very much.

Zhuang Yan took the ticket and asked, "Then you don't want to watch it?"

"Don't watch." Ms. Qiao closed the car door and lowered the window, "Have a candlelight dinner with your dad tonight, and have been to the world of two."

Zhuang Yan sneered: "How old are you still playing this trick?"

Ms. Qiao said indifferently: "I think you have spent these years abroad for nothing, and you even forgot what day is today."

Zhuang Yan looked down at the time of the ticket, and then suddenly realized.

February 2, Valentine's Day.

"I've never had the habit of celebrating Valentine's Day when I'm abroad." He couldn't help but defend himself, "It's you guys who are so romantic every year. Those who didn't know thought you were 18 this year."

Ms. Qiao said: "Romance does not fade with age, and neither does love."

Zhuang Yan: "...you are more like a literary film director than me."

Ms. Qiao smiled: "You are superficially literary, but you haven't even been in a relationship, or why you haven't chased Ning Ning to me now."

Zhuang Yan hooked the corners of his lips and asked, "Then how long have you been chasing my dad?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Ms. Qiao glanced at him, "Your father chased me back then."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhuang Yan to say anything, he gave the driver a look to signal the driver to drive.

Looking at the speeding car, Zhuang Yan thanked Ms. Qiao for her kindness in her heart.

It's really boring for two people to be bored at home on weekends, and it's such a special day.

When chatting with Ji Wenbin yesterday, Ji Wenbin also said that if there is a chance, he still hopes to let Xie Ning get in touch with people outside.

His life is too closed, it's okay for a while, but living in isolation for many years will only make people more withdrawn.

This is not a good thing for Xie Ning's current state of mind.

The ticket that Ms. Qiao gave was not a solo exhibition, but a comprehensive art exhibition, which was quite large, and Zhuang Yan had vaguely heard about it.

Because the invited exhibitors are all masters in various art industries, and the exhibition will only be held for two days, it is hard to find a ticket outside.

Just these two thin tickets, the price has been doubled by scalpers, and I don't know how Ms. Qiao got it.

When Xie Ning found out, his eyes widened in excitement: "Is it the art exhibition held at the Convention and Exhibition Center?"

Zhuang Yan looked down at the address on the ticket and nodded.

Xie Ning's eyes lit up: "I heard that this art exhibition is quite big, and many people have been invited."

Zhuang Yan raised the corners of his lips and asked, "Want to go?"

Xie Ning nodded without hesitation: "Yes."

Zhuang Yan held two tickets between his fingertips and waved them in front of his eyes: "I have the tickets here, but... what are you going to exchange for me?"

Xie Ning whispered, "...I buy it from you?"

Zhuang Yan laughed: "I still need that little money?"

Xie Ning carefully looked at Zhuang Yan's expression, Zhuang Yan noticed his gaze, and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

After confirming that Zhuang Yan meant what he thought, Xie Ning said softly after a while, "Is it okay to kiss the face?"

Zhuang Yan smiled: "What do you think?"

Xie Ning: "..."

Is it possible or not!Can you speak clearly!

Zhuang Yan was calm and relaxed, as if he didn't know what was going on in Xie Ning's mind.

After a long time, Xie Ning was probably finally mentally prepared, puffed his mouth, and said to Zhuang Yan, "...Then lower your head."

His voice was soft and soft, and Zhuang Yan felt as if his heart was being scratched by a claw, and he was stunned for a second before he lowered his head to look at him.

Xie Ning was really afraid of Zhuang Yan's pushy temper, afraid that he would not be satisfied with the kiss, so he gritted his teeth, raised his head and kissed him on the lips.

Zhuang Yan originally only prepared to be kissed on the face, but when the warm touch came from his lips, he was rarely distracted by Xie Ning's surprise attack.

After a while, noticing Xie Ning's tendency to retreat, Zhuang Yan pressed his head and deepened the kiss contentedly.

The author has something to say: Ningning who sold herself again, alas.