Incurable

There was a knock on the door, Liu Qianxiu let go of the mouse at hand, the computer screen in front of him was lit, and the documents on the page were densely packed with data and text.

The room is quiet and bright with the lights on. The floor-to-ceiling windows on the balcony were wide open. Liu Qianxiu got up and pulled the chair away, walked to the door, and opened the door.

The door was facing the balcony. As soon as it opened, the air was convective, and the cold air in the room rushed in. The heat on Mu Wan's face was blown away a bit, and at the same time, the alcohol on her body was blown away.

She has white skin, pink when she blushes, a faint pink like blush, covering her whole face lightly, like a peach that has just matured. Under the peach, there is a little red honey on the lips, which is attractive.

"Liu Qianxiu~" Mu Wan raised his head and called to him, with the corners of his eyes curled and the stars shining brightly inside.

His eyes were silent, Liu Qianxiu looked down at her, the faint scent of wine entwined the fragrance of women, and the passing breeze from the floor-to-ceiling windows could not dissipate. He opened his mouth, his voice low.

"Would you like to drink water?"

Her throat was burning. After Liu Qianxiu reminded him, Mu Wan noticed that she stretched out her tongue and licked her lower lip and said, "Yes."

Liu Qianxiu opened her body sideways and let the door aside. Mu Wan's vision was clear. She glanced at the balcony. She walked in with the air-conditioning blown out by the wind.

Liu Qianxiu's room is similar to hers, except that hers is a standard room and his is a double room. The same bathroom, TV, desk, floor-to-ceiling windows and large balcony. The double bed in the double room is always smaller than the two beds in the standard room, so a long washbasin is built between the toilet and the double bed.

The room was cold and empty, clean and tidy, and the original warmth and fireworks disappeared the moment the innocent Liu Qianxiu entered the door. He looks calm and indifferent, but in fact he is extremely aggressive. Everything about him, every place he has been to, and even people he has been in contact with, can be purified by him and contaminated with some pure emotions.

The kettle and cups are on the desk, and the long wooden desk extends from the corner next to the floor-to-ceiling windows to the bedside table. The style is different from the one in her room, he should have brought it himself.

There was half-warm boiling water in the kettle, and Liu Qianxiu picked it up and poured a cup. A clean glass is like a milk cup, with a long and slender body and a thick bottom. The cup body was gradually filled with water. Mu Wan listened to the slight sound of pouring water and Liu Qianxiu under the light. Her eyes moved and her body became warmer. She took a step forward and said, "I'll do it myself."

The liquor is full of stamina, but Mu Wan just stood for a while, and she forgot the sense of balance. Mu Wan snorted softly when he slid his body and grabbed a focus point with his open hand.

When a person falls, he has a lot of strength, and he may also pull the focus point and fall. And the one that Mu Wan was holding, he didn't move, and the water in the cup in his hand didn't spill half of it.

Mu Wan grabbed the corner of Liu Qianxiu's clothes.

She hung her head slightly, her heart beating against her eardrums, and her earlobes were hot. The texture of cotton and linen on his hands is a little hard, but harder than the man under his clothes.

The cold air was gradually melted by the temperature on her body.

Mu Wan looked up at Liu Qianxiu, and he also looked down at her. Mu Wan's eyelashes trembled, as if her eyes were pierced by a light. She retracted her gaze to look at Liu Qianxiu, stood on tiptoe, grabbed Liu Qianxiu's clothes corner, moved to the cup, and drank like a kitten. Two clicks.

The dry lips were moist, moistened to the throat together, Mu Wan's body was terribly hot, but the man next to him seemed to be cold. She moved her tongue a little, and then looked up at Liu Qianxiu.

The air is all quiet, only the rustling noise of clothes rubbing together.

Mu Wan looked at Liu Qianxiu, her lips moved slightly, her arms gradually stretched out from the corner of Liu Qianxiu's clothes, and finally, she wrapped around the man's narrow and strong waist.

"You are... so cold~" Mu Wan whispered.

His eyes were hazy, and the heat gushed on the side of the man's cold white slender neck. Mu Wan laughed, she leaned over and pressed her face to it.

Almost the moment it was pasted, hot and cold intersected, and Mu Wan's body shrank slightly in Liu Qianxiu's arms. The delicate and cold skin relieved her heat, and Mu Wan was a little tired. She hugged the man and gradually leaned back, but did not fall down.

The man is like a statue of Buddha, standing still.

Mu Wan raised his eyes, frowning slightly, with a hint of grievance in his tone.

"I want to lie down."

As soon as I spoke, the alcohol was filled.

Liu Qianxiu lowered his head and looked at Mu Wan who was obviously drunk. He pressed the corner of his lips and put down the cup at hand. The bottom of the thick glass touched the wooden tabletop, making a dull sound. Mu Wan lost her balance, she was bullied and pressed down, her back sank on the soft bed, and her ears had the hands of the man who sank together.

He supported his body and hung on her body, although there was no contact, and the moment he cheated down, Mu Wan was surrounded by the smell of his body.

The body heats up again.

The two were not far apart, and Mu Wan looked at the man's lips, as if his body was about to melt. Her lips trembled slightly and her throat was blocked by the heat.

The woman in her arms is as beautiful as water, her cheeks are pale pink, her eyes are glowing, and she is staring straight at him. Liu Qianxiu put his hands on her side and looked down at her eyes without moving.

The two seemed to be confronting each other, and after a while, the man on him spoke first. He sighed lowly, and said calmly: "You were drunk last time, it wasn't like that."

Mu Wan's pupils shrink slightly.

Raising his hand to hold the woman's hand on his waist and put it down, Liu Qianxiu picked up Mu Wan and put it on the bed. Mu Wanping lay on the soft big bed, his body gradually cooled down, and the man beside him said in a deep voice, "You should sleep for a while."

After speaking, he turned off the light in the room, got up and walked to the desk. Turn on the desk lamp next to the desk, and the light of the small desk lamp poured on, covering him all at once.

He pulled the chair away and sat down, and continued to read the unfinished documents.

The alcohol in the body began to ferment gradually, and the figure of the man in his sight became more and more hazy, but Mu Wan became more and more awake, and his brain was dull and painful.

Jiuzhuang was courageous, she had courage and seduction, but the man refused.

The man under the light of the table has a serious look and a cool temperament. His slender and beautiful fingers are clicking back and forth on the mouse, his eyes focused.

A lone lamp, a book, a fairy...

The immortal has no emotions and desires, he may move the mortal heart, but it is not now, and it may not be her. The body heat faded, and Mu Wan gradually became cold.

She shrank slightly.

Liu Qianxiu noticed it next to him and looked up. The woman on the bed closed her eyes tightly, her small face under her black hair had turned white, she closed her eyes, her blushing lips pressed tightly. The outline of the body under the quilt curled up into a small ball.

Liu Qianxiu got up and walked to the door to turn off the central air conditioner.

The air-conditioning in the room gradually disappeared, and a warm wind blew from the floor-to-ceiling windows with damp moisture. It was overcast in the afternoon, as if it was going to rain.

Mu Wan was discouraged, shrank into the quilt, gradually emptied of consciousness, and fell asleep like that.

In the room, the shallow breathing gradually deepened, accompanied by the wind noise of the branches outside the window.

His gaze left the computer screen and fell on the woman on the bed. She was fast asleep, but not very happy, with her hands on the outside and grabbing the quilt, frowning her eyebrows.

Liu Qianxiu watched for a while, and the wind grew louder, bringing the smell of wet rain. He returned to his senses and looked out the window.

He got up from the chair, his movements were very small, and the silence and tranquility in the room did not break a bit. When Liu Qianxiu walked to the balcony, a small raindrop came along with the wind.

It's raining.

After closing the French windows, Liu Qianxiu returned to the room. He glanced at the woman on the bed and showed no sign of waking up. Withdrawing his gaze, Liu Qianxiu got up and walked out of the room.

When Mu Wan woke up, it was six o'clock in the morning.

The headache caused by the hangover made her wake up with a little bit of breath, her small faces were wrinkled together, and after a grunt, her body turned over.

She was used to living in a single bed, and her legs would reach the edge of the bed when she turned over, but not today.

Mu Wan opened her eyes, she seemed to have not sobered up yet, and she was still playing back yesterday's memories in her mind. The memory flashed back, and Mu Wan sat up from the bed.

It was raining outside, gloomy, and the curtains couldn't see through. The room was empty, with only a small lamp and a laptop that had been turned off. There was no Liu Qianxiu.

Almost for an instant, Mu Wan made up for what happened after she fell asleep yesterday. She failed to lure, and the dove occupied the magpie's nest. In order to avoid suspicion, Liu Daochang opened another room.

Mu Wan was rejected, her mood was as bad as the weather today. She was drunk yesterday, but she is sober today. Mu Wan didn't feel bad for a long time. She took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Liu Qianxiu. It means that I was drunk yesterday, thank him for taking her in, sorry for causing him such trouble.

After sending the text message, Mu Wan did not linger and went back to his room. In the room, Gao Mei was no longer there, and only left a breakfast voucher on the table.

Work will start at seven o’clock this morning, and now it’s past six o’clock, and there is not much time to eat. Mu Wan went to the restaurant, ate something casually, and then asked the waiter to bring her a cup of soy milk.

The soy milk was packed in a paper cup with a seal. Mu Wan put a straw into it and drank as he went into the elevator. The elevator went down and quickly reached the first floor. When Mu Wan got out of the elevator, he saw the flow of people at the door.

There were reporters, staff, and black-clothed bodyguards. A group of people circled outside, and the star Gongyue generally surrounded the man in the middle.

That is a woman with short hair.

The woman wore a black vest on the upper body, and a light coffee-colored silk dress on the lower body, showing a half-slender waist and a graceful figure. She lowered her head slightly, the tail of her eyes raised, and a mole was spotted on the corner of her right eye.

She stood in the middle of the crowd, her expression unchanged, and she seemed to have long been used to the feeling of being surrounded by sought after. The lips are painted with a faint red, and the corners of the lips are politely raised, elegant and intellectual.

Mu Wan retracted his gaze and passed the crowd.

A woman's figure flashed at the corner of her eyes, too dazzling, Mu Qing's eyes lightened slightly, and his gaze briefly swept aside, just looking at the profile of the woman sucking soy milk.

She looked straight ahead with a calm expression, without even looking at her.

In the magnificent hall, the two crossed like parallel lines. They didn't intersect before, and they won't intersect in the future.

"Miss Mu~" Before Mu Wan left the hall, he was stopped by a familiar voice.

She bit the straw with her teeth, and Mu Wan turned her head. After seeing Xiao Tan alone, she loosened her teeth and smiled at him.

"Dean Xiao."

Xiao Tan is thirty-seven years old this year, but he doesn't look like it. He has the elegance and gentleness unique to successful people, and he seems to be in his early thirties.

"Just call me Doctor Xiao." Xiao Tan laughed, looking at the soy milk in her hand, and said with a smile: "Isn't it time to eat?" Mu Wan answered after taking a sip of soy milk in the straw, Xiao Tan just about to drink it. Then he said: "Ah, yes, you slept in Qianxiu's room yesterday."

Mu Wan choked in his mouth with a sip of soy milk. She coughed a little, looked up at the smile in the corner of Xiao Tan's eyes, her face was blushing. Let go of the straw, Mu Wan said: "I was drunk yesterday, and Dr. Liu took care of me."

Xiao Tan looked at her quietly, his eyes were easy-going and warm, he was very polite, he did not interrupt when he heard Mu Wan's words, and his expression seemed to believe in her explanation, and he was very comfortable with such a person.

When Mu Wan finished speaking, Xiao Tan laughed and said, "I know, Qianxiu didn't sleep in the room yesterday. I just saw him when he went to open the room. Qianxiu is a gentleman."

His words seemed to bring out Mu Wan who had turned into a blind spot.

"The hospital car is here. Qianxiu is still waiting for me in the hospital. I will leave first." After Xiao Tan and Mu Wan said hello, they got up and walked out of the revolving door. Outside the door, the assistant handed him a stack of documents, and he reached out and took it, all gestures were elegant.

Mu Wan looked at Xiao Tan's back, cutting in from the angle where he had just spoken, and figured out what happened yesterday.

Liu Qianxiu left last night, not necessarily rejecting her. It's just that she was drunk and unconscious, he was a gentleman and didn't want to take advantage of her.

While biting the straw, the corners of Mu Wan's lips gradually smiled.

It's raining in Wencheng, and the raindrops are not big, but they are dense, brushing down, and they can drench people in a few minutes.

The filming of the crew does not have to follow the direction of the script. For example, it is raining today, and Mu Wan filmed a scene before her last death.

She wore a light gray cotton skirt, white socks and black leather shoes under her feet, and was dressed as a standard Republican female. With a wide cotton skirt and a raised belly, she was going to be murdered during pregnancy.

The rain became thinner and thinner, and the whole hospital was covered with a dark cloud. The shooting location was on the edge of Quhu Lake, and the surroundings were cleared. There was nothing but the sound of rain falling into the lake.

Mu Wan hugged her belly. She didn't know whether it was rain or tears on her face. Her face was so hot that she slipped off her cheeks. She trot nervously with a bag of documents in her arms. The black square shoes stepped on the ground, splashing with muddy rain .

She just ran to the lake, the road ahead was blocked, Mu Wan stepped back and fell to the ground. She was soaked all over, and the skirt was full of muddy water. She handed the documents in her hand to the visitor, begging and holding her belly back.

However, the man accepted the file, killing intent in his eyes suddenly, and his hands hugged Mu Wan from behind. Mu Wan's eyes were full of horror. She defended her lower abdomen, struggling, begging, crying for help, begging for mercy...all emotions were reflected in her eyes.

Mu Wan sank into the water with a "bang" as the leather shoes on his feet kicked off. She was swaying in the water, and the fear of drowning was vividly shown on her face. Finally, struggling to no avail, she gradually fell into the water.

This is a scene shot with several cameras. Liu Qianxiu stood in front of the window and spliced ​​the scenes of the front and rear cameras together. She has good acting skills, and the play is almost once. Pulled up from the lake, her body wet, she stood behind the camera, listening to what the director said. Like a compliment, she smiled faintly.

She likes acting.

This is what Liu Qianxiu saw from the scene just now.

Someone handed her a towel, she took it and wiped it twice, then walked towards the inpatient department under the umbrella. There is the dressing room of the crew, she is going to change clothes.

The rain kept falling, dissipating the heat in the air. Mu Wan was soaked and wrapped in a towel to keep out the wind. The rain crackled on the umbrella. When a gust of wind blew, Mu Wan's teeth trembled from the cold.

She hurriedly entered the inpatient department. There was no condition to take a bath. After wiping it with a towel, she changed into her own clothes. It was wet and cold on rainy days, and Mu Wan's clothes were a little damp, but they were better than wet costumes. As her body gradually warmed up, she gave a small cough and wiped her hair out of the dressing room.

Just walking into the corridor of the inpatient department, Mu Wan looked up and saw Liu Qianxiu standing at the door, her eyes moved slightly and she laughed.

"Liu Qianxiu~" with a nasal sound, it became softer and softer.

She cried a lot in the scene just now. Not only did her eyes turn red, her nose was also a little red, and the delicate skin was faintly pink, so she rubbed her nose with her hand.

After she sent a text message to Liu Qianxiu in the morning, Liu Qianxiu replied you're welcome. She wanted to contact him after the filming, but she unexpectedly met here...

Maybe not by chance.

Thinking of this, Mu Wan looked up at Liu Qianxiu. The man still looked down at her, Mu Wan moved her body, she laughed, her red eyes bent down, and said: "I just cried so much that I didn't cry the child."

In the play, her role is pregnant, and Liu Qianxiu thinks that that night, the co-pilot was sitting, the woman stretched her waist, her small chubby belly was like a small mountain bag by the seat belt on his car. Pressed. The woman said to him that it was his landslide.

Looking at her flat lower abdomen, Liu Qianxiu moved his lips slightly and handed something over.

A glass cup with a screwed lid was clean, reflecting the lights in the corridor. In the light brown liquid, two small transparent bubbles crawled along the cup to the mouth of the cup.

"The child can be born again, don't catch a cold." Liu Qianxiu said.

At the mention of the heart, the smile in Mu Wan's eyes deepened.

The air was still cold and the clothes were still thin, but Mu Wan's body gradually warmed up. Her heart beats fast and the blood circulates fast, and in the blink of an eye, she warms from her toenails to the tips of her hair.

She stretched out her hand to take it, the bottle was still hot, the freshly flushed Isatis root.

The palms were warmed and the corners of Mu Wan's lips were curled. She lowered her head to hold the glass, and scratched her white fingers. Mu Wan whispered.

"Then you have to be willing to live with me to have a baby~"

Her voice was so small that she couldn't hear it, and she thought the man hadn't heard it either. And after she finished speaking, she heard the deep voice of the man next to her.

He was tall, but the voice seemed to be in her ears, running along her earlobes, and biting her heart.

"Ok?"

The author has something to say: Liu Daochang: I am naturally willing.