Incurable

Mu Wan's body was vacant. Liu Qianxiu held her waist with her hands and lifted it straight up, as if when she was a child, her father held up her daughter, pampering and gentle. She didn't expect that he was so strong when he looked a little thin.

After the rain, the air is permeable, the wind blowing is cold, the basketball in her hand is also cold, and the hand that a man holds on her waist is also cold. Between heaven and earth, only she is hot.

The heart hits the eardrum, Mu Wan's palm sweats slightly, and the temperature of Liu Qianxiu's palm is transmitted to her waist through the thin cloth, which is dry and cool.

She held the ball and straightened her arms. With force, the line of her waist moved. With a "bang", the basketball went into the basket.

The basketball landed and bounced quickly to the ground. Mu Wan listened to the sound of the ball, her eyes moved down, and she was let go.

The ball didn't bounce any more, and rolled away. Mu Wan panted quietly, and a layer of hot sweat broke out on her body. As soon as the wind blew, it instantly became cold, and her skin and heart were tight.

However, the feeling after sweating was hearty, like the fog had receded. The sailing ship found the lighthouse. She turned around, looked up at Liu Qianxiu, and asked, "Am I good?"

Liu Qianxiu's expression remained unchanged, as if he had just lifted her up without any effort, he said lightly: "Awesome."

Mu Wan laughed, "Because of you, I am amazing."

She looked at him with light jumping in her eyes, like sparks. He looked at the fire with a quiet expression and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Maybe it was just two shots that consumed some energy, or maybe it was his problem that she refused without knowing it. Mu Wan looked at him and nodded, "I'm hungry."

"Go home?" Liu Qianxiu asked.

There was a flash of light in her eyes, her throat moved slightly, and the corners of Mu Wan's lips curled up slightly. She looked back at the basketball, her neck was smooth and beautiful.

"Back."

The two returned to Liu Qianxiu's house, and Mu Wan went to find the three little ones to play with. The little ones have now left the kitten room and started to move around in the cat room. The little guys are full of novelty about the new place, but Zhou Yi is much more cold and calm, and has been lying on the cat climbing frame. Occasionally heard the chirping of the kitten, it looked down.

Cats and cats cultivated feelings, and humans and cats also cultivated feelings, but what about people and people?

After dinner, Mu Wan accompanied Liu Qianxiu to clean up the kitchen, and naturally sat beside him. The book is naturally inaccessible. Mu Wan stretched his arms on the table, chin pressed against the paper, smelling the faint fragrance of books, and his gaze traced his outline.

He was still calm and thin, as if nothing could disturb him. Mu Wan watched for a while, got up and went to the cat room.

After a while, Mu Wan came out of the cat room and sat next to Liu Qianxiu again. She did not lie on the desk this time, but propped her hands on the ground. She looked in the direction of the cat house. When she heard the faint cry of the milk cat, Mu Wan yelled softly.

"it's here."

The man next to him finally moved. Mu Wan turned his head, looked at him with bright eyes, and said, "It's not good to be bored, let them come out to relax."

Liu Qianxiu looked at her quietly, his eyes were as clean as water, the light was reflected on it, and there was a woman's figure in it in a trance.

He didn't speak, Mu Wan thought it would disturb him, retracted his arms and sat up straight, and said, "Then I will send them back."

"No." Liu Qianxiu said in a deep voice, lowering his head to continue reading.

With permission, Mu Wan's eyes flashed for a moment. She looked at the kittens who couldn't find the direction, patted the carpet gently, and said, "Come here, Mom is here."

After the filming, Mu Wan's voice was lowered by half, adding something with a voice that could only be heard by himself.

"Dad is here too."

Liu Qianxiu paused slightly with his fingers turning over the book.

Mu Wan naturally didn't pay attention to this little detail. The three kittens heard her voice and got a general direction. After a while, they staggered over with their short legs.

The light stretched and enlarged the three small figures, lovely and charming, their soft voices were like cotton candy soaked in hot cocoa.

In the blink of an eye, the three little ones gathered next to Mu Wan. She sat cross-legged, and the two pipes and the big head wanted to get closer to her, and the little paws stepped on her ankles.

The soft and warm little paws stepped on the ankles, Mu Wan's whole figure melted away. She was full of gentleness, reached out to help, and hugged the two little guys on her lap. When she was about to catch the middle point, she looked for a while, tilted her head and saw the middle point who was crawling on Liu Qianxiu's legs.

The man's legs are long, and sitting cross-legged is higher than Mu Wan's height, and the middle part is very difficult to climb. It crawled twice, stomped on its small paws, placed its chin on the man's lap, and meowed in the middle.

Just as Mu Wan was about to reach out and grab it, in his sight, the black and white center was grabbed by a slender and white hand. The man's fingers curled slightly, his movements were extremely gentle, and he placed it on his lap.

"Meow~" The middle points act like a baby.

Liu Qianxiu looked away from the book and fell on Zhongfen's body.

One person, one cat, the scene was warm and moving, even if he watched so quietly, and the light hit his cheeks and eyelashes, Mu Wan could feel the gentle and heart-pleasing Su feeling on Liu Qianxiu's body.

He stretched out his hand and stroked his fingers gently on Zhongfen's head. Zhongfen was lying quietly on his legs, his limbs stretched out, and his paws spread out like small flowers in bloom.

"Meow~" The score yelled again, sighing contentedly.

"Grow up." Liu Qianxiu said in a low voice, a long and long voice, like a **** in the sky talking to a small animal cultivated on the ground, revealing a shallow chill from the clouds.

Mu Wan looked at the middle point lying on Liu Qianxiu's legs, her arms folded slightly and placed on the short table. Putting his chin on it, Mu Wan looked at Liu Qianxiu and said.

"Liu Qianxiu, I also want to be your cat."

It was raining outside again, and the sound of Linglingyu attracted her attention. She lay on the table and looked out the window, with a smart posture, a shallow smile in her eyes, and a lazy and sloppy tone.

"So you don't have to take me home when it rains."

Liu Qianxiu still sent Mu Wan back home.

After returning, Liu Qianxiu returned to the sitting room in front of Xiaoji, and picked up the book he had not finished reading.

The sound of rain outside the window is getting louder, and there is nothing else in the empty living room except the sound of rain.

A black flash flashed in his sight, Liu Qianxiu raised his eyes and saw Zhou Yi squatting on the side. On the short table, there is a book that the woman did not look at after spreading it out before leaving.

The black cat sat there, seeming to overlap with the slender and soft figure of the woman. Zhou Yi yelled, only a cloud of darkness remained in his sight.

The empty living room is free of clutter and is suitable for meditation practice. But the heart seemed unable to calm down, and the room was not empty, surrounded by loneliness and loneliness.

The woman's words echoed in her ears.

Liu Qianxiu, I also want to be your cat.

Eyes drooping slightly, Liu Qianxiu didn't think further, lowered his head and continued reading.

It rained all night, and the floating dust in the mountains also fell through. The tea garden of the tea house is damp and cool, and under the blue sky and clouds, there are a few tea girls dotted with tea pickers.

The front wooden window is high hanging, and the line of sight is wide, and you can see the tea plantation and the distant mountains under the mist behind the tea plantation. In the empty room, the wooden windows are wide open, the cool breeze is slow in the morning, the air is convective, and it is clean and fresh.

"Qianxiu." The voice of an old man next to him came, bringing a faint fragrance of tea.

Liu Qianxiu returned to his senses and took the purple sand cup he handed over, rubbing the cup noodles with his fingers. He listened to Cai Qingliang talking to him about some things that the Liu family needed to deal with recently.

Liu Qianxiu is the head of the Liu family, but he doesn't need to bother with the Liu family. He is the owner and manager of the Liu family's huge consortium and the backbone of the Liu family. The Liu family has a dedicated management team, and Liu Qianxiu is responsible for issuing orders and the management team implementing them. As his secretary, Cai Qingliang is responsible for uploading and distributing between the two.

"The oil painting sold at the Norwegian auction on the 24th is also a fake. With the Song Dynasty flower and bird from last month, there are two cases." Cai Qingliang took a teacup and took a quiet sip.

He is a gray-haired old man. He used to be the secretary of the grandfather Liu Qianxiu, the parent of the previous generation. He has worked in the Liu family for more than 30 years and is the veteran of the Liu family. Liu Qianxiu grew up by his grandfather's side, and he was considered to be Cai Qingliang's one hand. Liu Qianxiu respectfully called Cai Qingliang and said Uncle Cai.

"Do you want to investigate and stop the loss in time?" Cai Qingliang asked Liu Qianxiu's opinion.

The loss of the two paintings was not too much, but not too much. The last time he had to investigate, he was stopped by Liu Qianxiu. This time he flew back to China from Austria to explain the matter to Liu Qianxiu in person.

The two knew who did it. They know the other party's final purpose, but they don't know how to operate it, so it's a bit tricky.

"No need." Liu Qianxiu's expression was not wavering, the tea in the cup was scented, and he said lightly: "Wait."

"Good." Cai Qingliang obeyed the arrangement.

After the discussion was over, Cai Qingliang and Liu Qianxiu came down from the attic together. This tea house is a commercial club, and the mountain loft is connected to the corridor, all the way to the main hall.

After arriving in the main hall, Cai Qingliang asked Liu Qianxiu about today's arrangements.

"Is it okay at the hospital, I will go back to Austria tomorrow and have dinner together tonight?"

While he was talking, he felt Liu Qianxiu beside him stop, and glanced back. He was looking at the big screen in the main hall. A martial arts movie is being cast on the screen.

The movie is set in a tea garden, the picture is magnificent, the assassin dressed in black is chasing a woman in blue.

"Do you know this young lady?" Cai Qingliang asked, standing beside him.

Liu Qianxiu's gaze was not on the protagonist's blue-clothed woman, but on one of the masked assassins. When Cai Qingliang came to question, the assassin was killed by the hero who came to save the heroine. Pulling down the mask, she revealed the woman's small and bright face, her eyes widened, her lips slightly opened, and a small trace of red blood around her mouth.

The camera flashed past, and Liu Qianxiu returned to his senses and asked, "What?"

Cai Qingliang smiled and said, "You have been watching her."

"Yeah." Liu Qianxiu turned around, raised his leg and walked outside the main hall, saying: "Yes, dinner together."

While Mu Wan was filming, he received a text message from Liu Qianxiu. She was filming a war scene this time, in which she played a military doctor. After filming the blasting scene all morning, I choked with dust on my face.

[Daochang Liu: Where is it? 】

Mu Wan's hands and body were covered with dust, and only a pair of eyes were shining darkly. She squatted on the side of the trench piled up by the crew and sent a text message back to Liu Qianxiu.

[Mu Wan: At the photography base, what's wrong? 】

Liu Qianxiu never took the initiative to send her a text message, let alone where she was.

[Daochang Liu: I have an appointment tonight. 】

With a few words of Liu Qianxiu, Mu Wan understood what he meant. Someone sat down beside her, choking up dust, she coughed twice, and the screen of the phone was a little dirty.

"Mu Wan, look at that man, he's super handsome!" Gao Mei just sat beside her, pulling Mu Wan to let her look forward, "Is it an actor? Impossible. If this face is an actor, I will not Maybe I don’t know each other."

Mu Wan didn't pay attention to Gao Mei. She wiped the screen clean with her fingers, looking at Liu Qianxiu's message on the screen, feeling a little sad. When she stared at the screen and wanted to reply to the message, Gao Mei saw that she ignored her, and she simply supported her face with two fat hands, making her look in the direction of the handsome guy.

"Hey...!" Mu Wan lifted his face, his gaze swept, and finally, he froze in front of his sight.

□□ The smell is choking. The filming location is dirty and messy. The man is standing there, wearing a light-colored gown and trousers. His figure is crisp, brows are light, clean and cold, and he is independent.

Mu Wan's heart beat, she watched for two seconds, and stood up from the trench.

Liu Qianxiu stood there, looking at Mu Wan from a distance. Her face was dirty and dusty, and she had only one pair of eyes, which were still clear and translucent. She saw him, first in disbelief, and then a little flustered. She raised her hand and wiped the dust on her face. After wiping it for a long time, only half of the white skin was exposed on the side of her cheek.

There are many actors and many people in the filming location, and he just looks at Mu Wan. As for why he just looked at her...

Of course it's because she looks good.

She couldn't wipe it clean until the end, so she simply gave up and ran over from the trench, her slender figure agile and agile. She ran up to him, her eyes seemed unconfirmed, and she looked at him again and again. After confirming finally, the corner of her eyes curled.

"Why are you here?" His voice trembled. She just wiped her face, she moved too hard and she wiped it a little red.

Liu Qianxiu looked at her quietly and said, "I don't have time at night."

"Huh?" Mu Wan was a little dazed, her eyes darkened, and she lowered her head and said in a low voice: "I received your short..."

"Shall we have lunch together?"

The words in his throat stopped abruptly, and Mu Wan raised his head, his eyes bright.

The author has something to say: Liu Daochang: Do you know what it means to not send you home?

The relationship between the two has begun to change~