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

Xie Ning followed the man step by step, thinking about a question all the way.

Why on earth would he agree to follow this Mr. Blue Whale home.

Ten minutes later, the two stopped in front of a gate of the lakeside villa.

Zhuang Yan looked back when looking for the key.

Mr. Rabbit lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly. He could only see the two fluffy balls on the hat dangling, which were very cute.

He didn't expect him to be abducted so easily.

This person looked innocent and harmless, and his vigilance was not high. The two of them only met twice at most, so they didn't have any awareness of precautions.

Zhuang Yan didn't know whether to be happy or to sigh, and finally asked: "You don't even know my name, and you come home with me so easily, are you afraid that I have something wrong with you?"

"Ah?" Xie Ning was stunned for a moment, and asked back, "You have something wrong with me?"

Zhuang Yan choked for a moment: "I'm just a metaphor."

But from a certain point of view, Zhuang Yan felt that he really had something wrong with him.

In the beginning, it was because of his appearance, every place hit his point perfectly, which made his heart flutter just by looking at it.

Men are all visual animals, so the so-called love at first sight, isn't it because the other person happens to be the type you like?

And this Mr. Rabbit is also very funny.

Every sentence of those words by the lake pierced his heart, and the more he looked at the other party, the more satisfied he felt.

It was a match made in heaven with him!

Xie Ning looked up at the tall gate and said, "When we first met, the cufflinks on your clothes cost 20W. They are not available in China, and you can only buy them in France. The watch you are wearing is from VanCleef&Arpels, which one is it? I don't remember, but the price will not be lower than 200W, your windbreaker..."

Zhuang Yan looked at him leisurely: "Which brand is my windbreaker?"

Xie Ning shook his head: "It's not any brand, the fabric and design should be custom-made... If you say you have evil intentions, it must be because someone else has evil intentions against you."

Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Your eyes are quite sharp."

Xie Ning added: "This is a lakeside villa. Those who can live here are either rich or expensive, so they shouldn't be able to lower their status."

Zhuang Yan stared at him for a while: "You know people, you know their faces, but you don't know their hearts. Maybe some people are perverts."

Xie Ning was puzzled: "I haven't seen myself say that I am a pervert."

Zhuang Yan: "..."

"And," Xie Ning pointed to a villa in the back, "I just live behind your house, the security here is very good, there are surveillance cameras on the road, if something happens to me, the police will come to you to investigate the next day Condition."

Zhuang Yan opened the door and said with a smile, "So you're not as stupid as I thought."

"..." Xie Ning whispered, "I'm not stupid."

Zhuang Yan laughed at him: "Running to sketch by the lake in the cold weather is not stupid."

Xie Ning wanted to refute but didn't know what to say. Thinking about it, he seemed really stupid. He regretted being blown like this by the wind after he went out.

The reason is probably still—idleness.

Seeing that he pursed his lips and said nothing, Zhuang Yan thought how cute this look was, and at the same time couldn't help but want to tease him.

"Why are you in a daze." Afraid of scaring people away, he finally held back, with a smile in his tone, "I'm not stupid now, but I'm going to be so stupid later."

Xie Ning was completely speechless.

This man looked like a popular male god, why did he deserve such a beating when he spoke?

After entering the door, it was indeed much warmer, and the frozen body slowly regained consciousness.

A middle-aged woman came out of the kitchen. She was dressed in ordinary clothes and should be the servant of this family.

"Mister is back?" The middle-aged woman was also taken aback when she saw someone following Zhuang Yan, "There are guests, it's windy outside, come in quickly."

After Zhuang Yan changed his shoes, he bent down to find a pair of cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet and threw them to Xie Ning, then turned to the middle-aged woman and said, "Aunt Chen, do you have ginger soup?"

Aunt Chen hurriedly said: "Yes! It's specially prepared for you. I'll pour you two glasses."

Xie Ning changed his shoes. These cotton slippers are of good quality and keep warm.

He entered the room with a cold suit, thought for a while, took off the plush hat and gloves on his head, and put them on the cabinet of Xuanmen.

It's somewhat impolite to enter a house wearing a hat and gloves.

Zhuang Yan brought Xie Ning to the sofa, stuffed ginger soup into his hand, glanced at the tip of his ear, and saw a blush with satisfaction: "Drink more, don't catch a cold."

Xie Ning was a little confused.However, the ginger soup I got was steaming hot, and holding the cup with both hands was like a hand warmer.

Even if you don't drink it, it's quite warm.

Zhuang Yan got up and walked upstairs: "I'll go change some clothes first, just wait a moment."

Xie Ning looked around the living room.

The decoration is completely different from his house, but it is exquisite and stylish everywhere. There is a table similar to a bar near the wall near the kitchen, with several goblets on it.

There are some boxes piled up in the open space on the other side, and what look like shooting equipment are placed beside them.

Xie Ning has no research on photography, but he can clearly distinguish the difference between professional cameras and ordinary cameras.

He thought to himself: So this Mr. Blue Whale is a professional photographer?

No wonder he paid attention to "Monologue".

The shots, angles and composition of "Monologue" are all very reference.

Aunt Chen was afraid that he would be uncomfortable alone in the living room, so she noticed his gaze and explained: "These were brought back by Mr. when he returned to China, and we haven't had time to tidy them up yet, and we are afraid that we will accidentally break them, so we don't want to move them casually, so we just put them on." piled up here."

"I see." Xie Ning nodded obediently.

Aunt Chen asked again: "Are you Mr.'s friend?"

This question stunned Xie Ning for a moment, and then he began to think.

Are they friends?

In terms of the number of times, the two met only twice, and they were not considered "friends".

But I am already sitting in his house, so to some extent, I can be called a friend.

He hesitated for a few seconds, and Aunt Chen hurriedly said, "I'm not asking for anything, it's just that it's been so long since my husband has been back to China, and it's the first time I've seen him bring someone back."

Xie Ning nodded with difficulty: "It counts...is it a friend?"

He said this inexplicably and felt guilty, afraid that Aunt Chen would ask more questions, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "Your husband just returned to China?"

"Yes." Aunt Chen nodded, "I just came back not long ago."

No wonder he has all Zhuang Yan's movies, some of which are not available in China and can only be bought abroad.

Xie Ning took a sip of the ginger soup, and he didn't know how Aunt Chen made it, but the taste was not as strong as expected: "It's delicious."

Aunt Chen smiled when she heard his praise: "My husband has a picky taste, and he doesn't drink anything that is too strong. I studied it for several days before he was satisfied."

He also said: "Drink more if you like, there are still in the kitchen."

Xie Ning nodded, the chill all over his body was dissipated by this bowl of ginger soup.

He felt like he was alive again!

After chatting with Aunt Chen about household chores, Zhuang Yan changed his clothes and came down.

He took off his windbreaker and changed into a set of home clothes.It looks a little casual and casual, but the matching is extremely novel, which makes Xie Ning's eyes shine.

Even for home clothes, this person's clothes are quite good, and he has an online aesthetic.

He took off the windbreaker, which gave Xie Ning a lot less oppressive feeling, although his half-smiling gaze still made his scalp tingle.

But it will not be easily stimulated so that the legs are weak.

Xie Ning breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhuang Yan waited for him to finish drinking the ginger soup before leading him away: "Let's go to the screening room."

Xie Ning's family also has a separate screening room, but when compared with Zhuang Yan's, the gap is obvious.

His home is equipped with top-notch projection equipment, and the picture quality and sound quality are much higher than Xie Ning's.

Xie Ning sighed: It is indeed professional.

Zhuang Yan took out a CD and asked him, "Have you seen "Paranoid"?"

Xie Ning said, "I've seen it."

Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment, and then took out another one: "When the Fake Is Real?"

Xie Ning hesitated for a moment, and said honestly, "I've seen it too."

Zhuang Yan smiled. He looked at Xie Ning and raised his eyebrows: "You've seen quite a lot."

Xie Ning pursed his lips.

Zhuang Yan lowered his head and flipped through the pages for a while: "You probably haven't read this "The Love Letter of No Such Man"."

"Well, I haven't seen it."

It is true that Xie Ning has never read "The Love Letter of No Such Person", but he has heard of it.

This should be Zhuang Yan's most famous movie, and the public's evaluation of this movie is quite high - of course compared with Zhuang Yan's other movies.

Xie Ning has always been curious about "The Love Letter of No Such Person", but it is a pity that it is not available in China.

Judging from the name, it should be a more romantic story.

Romance?

Xie Ning glanced in Zhuang Yan's direction.

Two big men watching a romance movie...it's kind of weird.

Zhuang Yan leaned on the sofa in a natural posture, with his hands folded, revealing a sense of casualness.

He saw Xie Ning's gaze, but didn't understand what Xie Ning meant. After thinking about it, he reached out to grab a pillow and threw it over.

Xie Ning:?

Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows lightly: "I'll hold you."

Xie Ning: "...Thank you."

The pillow was very soft, and it was a simple square shape. Xie Ning hugged it in front of his chest, it was so strange how to hug it.

He was already dressed thickly, and with another pillow, he felt a little out of breath from the pressure on his chest.

He couldn't help moving his legs, trying to change his position.

He sat close to Zhuang Yan, and it was fine if he didn't move, but his movements were slightly larger, and he brushed against Zhuang Yan's thigh inadvertently.

The heat rose like sparks.

Xie Ning froze for a moment, and quickly sat down obediently.

The projection room was already dim, only the light from the big screen came over and reflected on the two of them, creating a thin layer of light and shadow.

Xie Ning is gay, watching romance movies with a man in such an environment, and having physical contact through pants...

He felt very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the movie started quickly, dispelling the embarrassment in his heart.

"The Love Letter of Nobody" is a slightly suspenseful romance film.

The heroine is a writer. She met a travel enthusiast named Fancy on the Internet. The two had similar interests and had a very pleasant chat.

Fancy often takes photos from various places and sends them to the heroine, and the heroine will also tell him various interesting stories.

The two gradually fell in love.

One day, the heroine receives a love letter from Fancy with a picture of Fancy at his door.

The heroine finds out that Fancy is in the same city as him!

The heroine is thrilled by this discovery, and she can't wait to meet Fancy.

However, when she followed the address on the mailbox to find it, she found that it was a wasteland, deserted.

Someone told her: This place was demolished half a year ago, and there is no Fancy at all.

……

The movie was shown in English, and there were no Chinese subtitles. Xie Ning watched it with great concentration.

Looking at it, he couldn't concentrate.

The darker the light was, the more he could feel that there was a gaze from the side, looking over unscrupulously and falling on his face.

Do not watch a good movie!What is he doing!

Xie Ning tightened his grip on the pillow.

Zhuang Yan looked at Xie Ning through the dim light of the screen.

From his angle, he can just see Xie Ning's side face. His bones are excellent, and his smooth curves are like a painting. Half of his face is no bigger than a palm.

His eyebrows are not thick, and the ends are blocked by the hanging hair, which makes people want to push away the hair. His eyelashes are longer than ordinary people, and he blinks like an elf.The eyes are big and bright, like a clear spring, clear and sweet.

With the development of the movie plot, the light changed its tone and depth on his face, projecting a myriad of amorous feelings.

Zhuang Yan found that there was still a small dimple on his face.

Shallow, you can't find it unless you look carefully.

Very cute.

Every angle of Xie Nin made him feel perfect.

As if it was specially created by God for his liking.

Xie Ning finally couldn't help it, and looked sideways at him: "Why are you staring at me?"

There was a hint of annoyance in his tone.

Zhuang Yan raised his lips: "I've seen this movie, I'm not interested in watching it again, I can only watch you."

Xie Ning bit his lips: "It's not like you haven't seen my appearance before."

This action is more like a rabbit, Zhuang Yan thought.

"I haven't seen enough. You are so beautiful. It's not normal for me to look twice."

Xie Ning: "...Thank you for the compliment?"

Zhuang Yan smiled and said, "You're welcome."

Xie Ning: "..." I'm not really thanking you, okay?

Xie Ning didn't bother to talk to him, and turned his head to continue looking at the big screen.

In the movie, the hero and heroine finally meet and embrace each other and kiss passionately.

Thinking of the next plot, Zhuang Yan laughed.

The scenes changed one after another, the hero and heroine stumbled into the door, fell on the bed while kissing.

Xie Ning: "!!!"

Suddenly it went dark.

A pair of generous hands covered his eyes, and then a breath came closer, and a deep voice sounded above his head: "Minors are not allowed to watch."

Xie Ning: "..."

Zhuang Yan was too close, the oppressive feeling made his body go limp, and then stiffened even more.

His expression became strange for a moment.

Ban the hammer!He is a long time coming of age!