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

At dinner time, Zhuang Yan attended the appointment on time.

Xie Ning's house is the one behind his house, not far away, but the villa here occupies a large area, and it takes a long detour to walk there. Zhuang Yan parked the car directly in front of Xie Ning's house.

After entering the room, his eyes fell on Xie Ning, his eyes paused, and he calmed down.

Xie Ning is wearing a set of casual clothes at home today.The room was warmer, and he didn't wrap himself up like he did when he went out, his slender figure was completely exposed.

Just too skinny.

Zhuang Yan took another look at his waist, and couldn't help daydreaming when his eyes turned to other places.

It feels like I can hold it with one hand.

In terms of style, Xie Ning's expression between his brows is indifferent, and his appearance is delicate, which should belong to the cold style, but Zhuang Yan thinks it is cute no matter how he looks at it, he just wants to hold him in his arms and knead him like a doll.

Xie Ning met his deep gaze when he looked up, and subconsciously froze for a moment.

Zhuang Yan said while changing his shoes, "I came here in a hurry today, so I didn't bring anything."

Xie Ning took him to the living room, turned on the TV, and threw the remote control to him: "You don't need to bring anything."

The living room is decorated very simply, except for the necessary furniture, there are no other unnecessary decorations, and the owner's preferences cannot be observed at all.

On the glass tea table in front of the sofa, there is only a set of glass tea sets and paper towels. There is nothing like fruit tea. I don’t know if they are put away, or I don’t think there will be guests at all.

"Dinner isn't ready yet, so I'll go to the kitchen first." Xie Ning took two steps, then remembered something, turned to him and asked, "By the way, what do you want to drink?"

Zhuang Yangang came in from the cold wind and asked very naturally: "Is there any ginger soup?"

Xie Ning: "...No."

Now Xie Ning was a little shy. In the afternoon, he contacted Teacher Yang Rui and made an appointment to meet him. He was so excited that he wished he could go there right away.

It was near meal time that he remembered that there were still people coming to eat at night, so he hurried to the kitchen.

I didn't even have time to cook, so I had to prepare ginger soup.

Fortunately, Zhuang Yan didn't necessarily want ginger soup, so he asked again, "Is there any Coke?"

Xie Ning: "...No."

Zhuang Yan: "Orange juice?"

Xie Ning: "...No."

Zhuang Yan: "..."

Zhuang Yan really wanted to ask if there is nothing, why are you asking me, but seeing Xie Ning's expression of embarrassment, he swallowed his harsh words.

He asked in a good-tempered manner: "Then... what do you want to drink?"

Xie Ning thought for a while: "Coffee?"

Zhuang Yan thought, drinking coffee at this time, don't plan to sleep at night?

"And milk."

Zhuang Yan chuckled lightly: "Give me a cup of hot water."

Xie Ning: "Oh, good." What's wrong with drinking milk!what's so funny!

There seemed to be a small noise in the kitchen, Xie Ning remembered that he was still cooking soup, said hurriedly "I'll go to the kitchen to take a look", and left Zhuang Yan alone in the living room.

There was a variety show on TV, Zhuang Yan watched it for a while, but was not very interested, so he simply lowered his head and played with his phone.

Qi Rui didn't know where to socialize, so he took a photo and sent it to the WeChat group, saying that he met that idiot Xu Qing.

The photo was taken blurry and the light was not good, but Xu Qing's face and the starlet in his arms could be seen clearly.

Someone recognized the little star as Xiao Shi, which was quite popular.

Everyone knew about Xu Qing's pursuit of Zhuang Yan back then, and friends in the group started gossiping.

Zhuang Yan sneered.

What kind of virtue was under Xu Qing's skin, he could see it at a glance back then, and after so many years, it was revealed.

He was so annoying to Xu Qing that he posted an emoji in the group. Everyone saw him coming out and knew his temper, so they changed the subject accordingly.

Clean up.

Just thinking about it, Qi Rui poked him alone and sent a private chat.

Qi Rui: Did you know that Xie Ning is actually very good-looking!But it's not the same type as you, and I don't see any similarities.

Qi Rui: He is fair and clean, and has an excellent temperament. Those little stars pale in comparison to him. He was also a famous figure in school back then, but I don't know how to fall in love with Xu Qing.

Zhuang Yan: Have you met him?

Qi Rui: No, but I got the photos.

Qi Rui: Are you interested?Want to see me send you, it's really beautiful!

Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows.

He typed three words: not interested.

No matter how good-looking it is, can it be as good-looking as Mr. Rabbit?

He is only interested in Mr. Rabbit now.

It's been a while since Xie Ning went to the kitchen, Zhuang Yan watched the variety show for a while, and then checked Weibo, but Xie Ning hasn't come out yet.

He was a little strange and worried for a while, thought about it, and went to the kitchen.

When Xie Ning heard the noise, he glanced at the door, thinking he was hungry, and said, "Wait a minute, there is still a dish that hasn't been cooked yet, if you're hungry, eat some biscuits first?"

Zhuang Yan leaned against the door, frowning, with a strange expression on his face.

Seeing that Xie Ning really wanted to bring him biscuits, he hurriedly stopped him and asked, "You... cook by yourself?"

"Yes." Xie Ning nodded.

Zhuang Yan asked again: "Did you invite Auntie to cook?"

While cooking, Xie Ning said, "It's not necessary."

Xie Ning is used to living alone, and he doesn't like to be disturbed by others. He used to take care of three meals by himself in the bachelor's apartment, but he just moved here, so he doesn't think it's necessary to hire another aunt.

Zhuang Yan didn't know what he misunderstood, and the look in his eyes became even more strange.

"You live alone in such a big house?"

Xie Ning nodded, and shook his head after a while: "Someone will come to clean on time."

Zhuang Yan asked again: "What about your family?"

"They live elsewhere." Xie Ning said, he moved out early to live alone, and he didn't have close contact with his parents.

The more he talked, the more Zhuang Yan made up his mind.

An image of being alone at this time has come to his mind.

The two of us had dinner today, Xie Ning thought about it and made a few side dishes, and stewed an extra bowl of corn radish ribs soup.

His cooking skills were mediocre, and he thought that according to Zhuang Yan's taste and temper, he would have to make fun of him no matter what, but he didn't expect that when he was at the table, Zhuang Yan slowly picked up the dishes, and he looked completely different from yesterday's mean and sharp look.

Is this person transgender?

Xie Ning was surprised, and then thought that Zhuang Yan was visiting as a guest today, so he would not lose face.

"Actually, my cooking is just average." Xie Ning said, "If you're not used to it, don't force it."

Zhuang Yan was indeed a bit uncomfortable.

He never treats himself badly, he wants the best in everything in terms of food, clothing, housing, and transportation, and he doesn't look down on anyone who is slightly inferior.

Xie Ning's cooking is at a normal level for others, but it's not enough for him.

But Zhuang Yan couldn't bear to hit him, he just said: "It's okay, I can eat it. Now there are not many people who can cook by themselves, have you learned how to cook?"

Xie Ning scooped up a bowl of soup for him, and replied calmly, "I came out early to live alone, I didn't learn it specially, and I'll get used to it slowly."

Zhuang Yan looked at the corn radish ribs soup in the bowl, and hesitated for a moment.

He doesn't like to eat radishes, he thinks the smell is too strong and tastes weird in his mouth, but now after hearing Xie Ning's few words, his heartache has reached its peak.

Facing Xie Ning's earnest gaze, he lowered his head and took a sip.

The strong smell of radish made him subconsciously want to frown, but he held back, chewed the taste twice, and swallowed it into his stomach.

"How is it?" Xie Ning was also making corn radish pork ribs soup for the first time, so he would ask curiously, "Is it delicious?"

Zhuang Yan said against his will: "It's...very delicious."

Xie Ning was also wondering, does he have the talent to make soup?

He scooped up another spoon for Zhuang Yan: "Then drink more, while the soup is still hot, to warm up your body."

Zhuang Yan: "..."

He looked down at the radish floating in the soup, gritted his teeth, and comforted himself.

This is the soup that Mr. Rabbit personally made for him!

Thinking about it this way, he felt that he could drink the whole bowl.

Think again.

This is the soup that Mr. Rabbit personally served him!

He thought he could drink another bowl!

Zhuang Yan has never wronged himself since he was a child, and he never thought that he would fall down on a bowl of soup today.

He sighed from the bottom of his heart, looking at the corners of Xie Ning's raised lips, he felt that the taste of radish in his mouth had faded a lot.

After dinner, Zhuang Yan wanted to help wash the dishes, but was stopped by Xie Ning: "What kind of dishes do you wash in winter, your hands are probably going to be numb from the cold."

Zhuang Yan said: "You cook, I can't do nothing, I can only help wash the dishes."

Xie Ning pushed him away: "There is a dishwasher, and the cleaning lady will come back tomorrow, so we don't need to do it ourselves."

Zhuang Yan accepted this reason and helped Xie Ning clean up the dining table. He turned his head and saw Xie Ning's slender hands nimbly packing the garbage bags on the ground.

Xie Ning's white and slender hands are very pleasing to the eye.

Zhuang Yan had no intention of leaving, Xie Ning sat back with him in the living room and poured him another cup of hot water, feeling a little confused at the moment.

He is really not good at communicating with people, and he doesn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Zhuang Yan spoke first, and he asked, "How old are you?"

Xie Ning: "25."

Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "It doesn't look like it."

Xie Ning still remembered what happened last night, and said blankly, "I'm an adult."

Zhuang Yan smiled immediately: "I mean, you look like a college student who just graduated." You are innocent and cute.

Xie Ning glared at him: "I have been working for several years."

He was good-looking, and his stare was not vicious, but like a hook that scratched Zhuang Yan's heart.

Zhuang Yan: "Why are you staring at me? I didn't say anything about you."

Xie Ning said slowly, "You didn't say it, but you must be thinking something."

Zhuang Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Mr. Rabbit, are you still jealous?"

Xie Ning was already familiar with his temperament at this moment, and kept his mouth shut in line with the principle of not changing.

Zhuang Yan refused to let him go, leaned closer, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Then tell me, what's on my mind?"

His voice was inherently low and magnetic, but after it was deliberately lowered, it was like a stereo that surrounded Xie Nin, with a unique sense of sexiness and charm.

Xie Ning turned his head away from his approaching face.

Zhuang Yan relentlessly pulled him over, and repeated: "What do you think I'm thinking now? If I guess wrong, wouldn't I be wronged by you for nothing?"

Xie Ning: "..."

Why is this person so annoying!

Knowing that Zhuang Yan was deliberately teasing him, Xie Ning still didn't hold back, and blushed a little under his gaze.

He took a deep breath and was about to speak when his phone rang just right.

Zhuang Yan laughed in satisfaction, let go of his hand, fell on the sofa, and kindly let him go.

Caller ID, Yanxi.

Xie Ning was late in answering the call, and Yan Xi's voice was anxious: "Damn it! Go to Weibo and take a look, your painting has been hung up!"

Xie Ning: "???"

The author has something to say: Zhuang Yan: I am not interested in Xie Ning.