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

58

Zhuang Yan said hello politely: "Hello, uncle and aunt, my name is Zhuang Yan, I have not returned to China soon."

Xie Jing was a little impressed with the name: "Oh... the banker's kid, right? I saw you when you were a kid, but I didn't expect it to be this old."

"I thought we were the first to come. I didn't expect someone to be one step ahead of us." Hearing what he said, Xia Wan also vaguely remembered.

Her gaze fell on the hands that Zhuang Yan and Xie Ning shook hands, she couldn't help being taken aback.

Zhuang Yan said in an affectionate manner: "Ningning and I came together this morning."

Xia Wan looked at him and then at Xie Ning, as if realizing something, his face slowly sank.

"You..." She frowned, taking into account Song Qingqing's presence, so she couldn't tell the truth.

Xie Ning said coldly: "Let’s go ahead."

No one is there yet.

Xia Wan's gaze fell on Zhuang Yan, probing for a long time.

The two had released their hands, and their expressions were very natural when they were talking.

There are not too many intimate movements, and there is no cuddling between lovers-or it is inconvenient to do so because of the presence of elders.

If it is positioned as a good friend, it is also acceptable.

But there is a unique magnetic field around them.

Xia Wan didn't know how to describe it.

Obviously there are no intimate actions, but a little difference can be seen.

For example, when two people sat down on the sofa, their knees accidentally bumped into each other.

Xia Wan knows that Xie Ning's temperament is cold, he doesn't love contact with others, and he avoids others.

But neither of them removed their knees, as if they were used to sitting so close.

For another example, Zhuang Yan picked up the pillow behind him very naturally and handed it to Xie Ning.

Xie Ning didn't even turn his head, just took it so smoothly and hugged it in his arms.

Xia Wan could hardly recognize that this quiet person with a love scent between her brows and eyes was her cold, non-talking son.

The fruits on the coffee table were all cut. Zhuang Yan used a toothpick to fork a piece of fruit and said, "This is delicious."

Song Qingqing took a slice after hearing this, and said, "It's really delicious."

Xie Ning is a little curious. He usually doesn't like fruits, especially fruits, which are too sweet. He likes sour ones, such as pineapple and cherries.

But now that Zhuang Yan and Song Qingqing both said so, his eyes couldn't help but fell on the plate with the fruit slices, and they disappeared in a flash.

Zhuang Yan inserted another piece, handed it to his mouth, and asked, "Take a bite?"

Xie Ning frowned.

Under Xia Wan's gaze, he lightly bit his mouth.

Zhuang Yan asked: "How is it? Isn't it delicious?"

Xie Ning chewed twice, swallowed, and the spilled juice slid down his throat. He said sincerely, "Very sweet."

The eyes of the two met in the air for a second.

It is very sweet.

Zhuang Yan smiled.

But this interaction is a bit too intimate.

Xia Wan suddenly realized why the aura between Xie Ning and Zhuang Yan would make her feel familiar.

She and Xie Jing, husband and wife for decades, slowly cultivated this feeling.

Tacit and natural.

As soon as you raise your hand, the other party will know what you are going to do, and if you look at it, you will understand.

Xia Wan couldn't accept this discovery, and couldn't bear this unspeakable embarrassment and alienation.

She took a deep breath and put one hand on the coffee table while there were no guests, and asked with difficulty: "What is the relationship between you...?"

Xie Ning paused.

He raised his eyes and looked at Xia Wan. At this time, the expression on his face returned to indifference.

"What do you think is our relationship?" he asked, "Or, what do you want us to be?"

Zhuang Yan quietly pressed the back of his hand behind his back and patted twice.

It is also rare for him to see Xie Ning speaking so sharply and mercilessly, and he couldn't help but want to appease him.

Unexpectedly, Xie Ning turned his head and glanced at him, and his lips moved, making a mouthful.

Zhuang Yan saw that it was the word "nothing".

So he also relaxed.

Xia Wan seemed to be a little injured, and deceived herself and said, "Are you... good friends?"

Xie Ning seemed to chuckle.

"If this is what you want..." He stood up slowly and said, "I'm afraid I will disappoint you."

Xie Jing frowned and said, "Ningning..."

"Dad, Mom." Xie Ning interrupted him, staring at Xia Wan's eyes, and said calmly, "I just saw it today, so I will officially introduce you to it."

"This is my boyfriend, Zhuang Yan."

The living room suddenly fell silent.

Xia Wan looked at Xie Ning quietly, like a confrontation.

It is probably ten seconds later, or longer.

Xia Wan opened her mouth and her chest rose and fell twice: "Ningning, are you kidding us?"

Xie Ning seems to have given up talking to her: "Whatever you think."

Xia Wan didn't mention it, "It's impossible...I don't agree!"

"If you agree or disagree, it won't affect me." At this time, Xie Ning curled up his lips and smiled, "I am not here to solicit your opinions, but to inform you."

He lowered his head and said slowly: "He is my boyfriend, he is now, and he will be in the future."

The author has something to say: 　　 first a shorter chapter, there should be more at night. Fupin Chinese