Incurable

Her body heats up and is transmitted to his body through the skin, her cheeks are slightly red, giving a signal of seduction. She hugged his neck with her hands, her back hanging on the bed, her movements were tiring. Liu Qianxiu put his hand on the woman's waist, and after the rustling sound, he brought her into his arms.

Mu Wan's legs hooked his waist and sat on his legs. The posture is ambiguous and blurred, and the man's eyes are calm and deep, unable to see to the bottom, unable to see the side.

The two looked at each other, and the man put his hands on her back, his voice low.

"Mu Wan, I am a doctor, there is nothing here, you may get pregnant."

Such a straightforward and serious science, superimposed on the desire of the dark night. Mu Wan's body was getting hotter, and the ascetic smell of sandalwood on his body was the best aphrodisiac.

"You are the father of my child if you are pregnant." Mu Wan raised his head and smiled on his lips, "I'm not afraid."

She has no father or mother, nothing. Now, Liu Qianxiu is her **** and her world.

She is not afraid, like a little demon who has just cultivated into shape, with reckless and ignorant courage. When I spoke, my eyes were shining, and the sweetness of the eyes was flowing. For the sake of love, I don't care about anything, dare to do everything, so pure as to make people want to give her a hot heart.

Liu Qianxiu looked at her smile and said quietly, "I haven't given you anything yet."

Mu Wan shook her head, and she said, "You gave it. You like me, you gave me love, no one has loved me for a long time."

After she finished speaking, she raised her head and wanted the man's lips, looking recklessly and recklessly, the warm and soft lips rubbed the man's chin, the delicate skin touched, the man's eyes flashed, and then it was as clear as water.

He took her in his arms and pressed her face to his shoulder. Mu Wan leaned on it and heard his sigh.

"That's what you want." Liu Qianxiu said, "and I want to give far more than you want."

The light in his eyes flashed, and Mu Wan was embarrassed with afterthought. She hugged him, her body weakened a little bit.

"You are not like the Daoist at all." Mu Wan's voice is soft and sweet, like a strawberry-flavored smoothie, "How can there be a Daoist who can talk about love like this."

The charming and lingering disperse a little, leaving only the warmth and lingering, Mu Wan's ear moved lightly, the man's lips pressed there, every word and every sentence made her earlobe drip blood.

"If it weren't for the Taoist leader, now it's more than just holding you."

Mu Wan put her hands on his shoulders, her body melted into water, her heart numb, she felt the man's heartbeat, and felt that she was not a demon, he was a demon.

Taoist life is boring and boring, except for cultivating and studying. Over time, Mu Wan's fun with novels gradually disappeared. Every day's fun is only dependent on Liu Qianxiu's sending candy from time to time to hang her.

The weather these days is not good, rainy and rainy. After waiting for one day, Mu Wan wakes up from a nap, and the sky clears up. Before she was fully awake, she bumped and walked outside.

Liu Qianxiu in the main hall turned around when he heard the door opening. After a while, he saw Mu Wan jogging over. The main hall has been burning incense, Mu Wan just woke up, still choked to sneeze. After the fight, she pulled a futon and sat down beside Liu Qianxiu. He leaned his head on his shoulders, and hugged his waist with both hands.

Before looking at it alone, I thought Liu Qian was slim and slim, but now, through the thin long gown, Mu Wan can even feel the tight muscles of the curve. Her hair was not tied, her black hair was thick, her little hairy head was on Liu Qianxiu's body, and her small black hair was smiling.

The waist is itchy, she is flirting, and Qing Chan hasn't woken up from a nap, so she can let her be presumptuous first, Liu Qian repaired the corners of her lips slightly, and looked down. The sky outside the door has cleared, and the sun is spreading on the wet ground, making the air cool and refreshing.

"Liu Qianxiu, apart from sitting quietly all day long, do you just sit and read a book?" Mu Wan asked when he looked at the "Tao De Jing" in his hand.

She squinted her eyes, her arms clinging to his body softly, it was three o'clock in the afternoon, it was fine after the rain, and the wind was still cold. She put on her coat, her slender fingers tucked into her coat, hugging him like two small claws curled up.

The man's posture remained unchanged, and he added with a deep voice.

"Sit quietly with you."

Mu Wan closed his eyes, the corners of his lips curled up, and laughed lowly.

Putting down the book in her hand, she turned her head to look at the woman in her arms, her long hair was thick, her bangs pressed against the corner of her eye, her eyelashes were slightly curled, and two shadows were cast on the lower eyelid.

The first time she came to Taoist temple, her daily life was indeed a little boring. Thinking about the past few days, she should also feel bored. Looking back at the door, the sun is bright and the white clouds are thick, and it may rain soon.

"Do you know how to catch fish?" Liu Qianxiu asked when he retracted his gaze and pushed her hair behind her ears.

She tilted her head and looked up at him, with surprise in her eyes, "Can you catch it here?"

"Well, make fish for dinner." Liu Qianxiu said in a shallow voice.

"Good!" Mu Wan immediately agreed.

It doesn't matter if you can catch fish, at least you don't need to watch him Qingxiu meditate in the main hall. Mu Wan immediately got up and ran to the side hall to change his clothes. Liu Qianxiu also got up and took the fish catching tool.

A fish basket made of rattan, and a fishing net.

Mu Wan followed Liu Qianxiu to the backyard and asked as he walked, "Can this catch fish?"

"Yeah." Liu Qianxiu answered, "It's still early, take it slowly."

This is not mainly to fish, but to accompany her to play. Mu Wan was happy, and followed Liu Qianxiu to make the door to the backyard.

The place to catch the fish is in the back mountain, open the backyard door, go down a path, pass through a bamboo forest, and arrive at the valley. There is a long river in the valley called Qingyuan River, which is a tributary of Sujiang River. No one comes here all the year round, and the Qingyuan River is crystal clear, with pebbles and clean sand at the bottom.

The terrain on this side of Qingyuan Mountain is flat, but the mountains on the other side of the valley are very steep. The roots of the mountain are rooted in the Qingyuan River, and there are slanted trees near the river. The branches are thick and the canopy is vigorous. It casts shade in the Qingyuan River, and the wind is cool, which has the charm of a secluded place for martial arts warriors.

The Qingyuan River has a beach, and the beach is full of stones washed by the river water. Mu Wan stepped on the stones with bare feet, and the river water covered his feet and was so cold.

A wooden boat was leaning on the river beach. Seeing that the hull was a bit old, after Liu Qianxiu went up, he reached out and pulled her up. There were futons on the boat. Mu Wan sat cross-legged and watched Liu Qian repair the boat.

"Do you often come to catch fish?" Mu Wan asked.

"Qing Chan likes it." Liu Qian Xiudao, every time he came here in the past, he came here with Qing Chan.

However, this time, she came with her.

Mu Wan looked up at him, the man's blue robes and the distant mountains and near water merged into one, like a freehand landscape. Mu Wan stretched out his hand to shake the surface of the water and smiled, "Then why don't you bring him here this time?"

When the boat reached the middle of the river, Liu Qianxiu put down the wood pulp, looked up at her, and asked, "Should I go back and call him now?"

"No." Mu Wan said quickly. Xiao Dao Tong is cute and cute, but he is a big light bulb. The child is innocent. She wants to do something with Liu Qianxiu, but she is embarrassed to do it in front of him.

After Liu Qian repaired the net, Mu Wan stood up to help, watched the fishing net sink, and sat down again. The surface of the water was clear and there was no fish shadow. Mu Wan lay on the side of the boat and asked, "Are there any fish?"

After she asked, she looked up at Liu Qianxiu. The man's eyebrows were light and his temperament was cold. He cast his eyes slightly to meet hers, and said in a deep voice.

"come."

Mu Wan's heart moved slightly, his heartbeat beating on the eardrum. She laughed, got up and walked over.

It doesn't matter whether there is fish or not, just have him.

Mu Wan put a futon under his waist and stretched out, lying on the boat with Liu Qianxiu's folded legs.

The valley was quiet, the sky was clear, the river was gurgling, and the birds were singing and insects. Mu Wan narrowed his eyes, raised his head, and looked at Liu Qianxiu behind him.

He put one hand on her cheek, his palm was dry and warm, and there was mountain breeze between his fingers. The other hand took the book and is now looking at it quietly.

Liu Qianxiu had faith in his heart, even on the wandering boat, still holding a book and looking at it. The two of them came out, but in the end they just changed a place to read.

Mu Wan felt dissatisfied, so she reached out and took the book away and said, "Why are you still reading?"

Liu Qianxiu looked at her quietly, his gaze was heavy, Mu Wan was seen as a little guilty, he held the book to his chest, raised his head to Liu Qianxiu, "Look at me, I am much better than a book."

After she finished speaking, the man lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead. His lips tasted softly, and the touch was soft, Mu Wan's heart seemed to be lit by something, and the blood was filled.

Her cheeks were slightly hot, and Mu Wan's ears were softened by the kiss, and her will was a little unstable. Holding the book in his hand, he hesitated for a moment, and finally handed it over unwillingly.

"Look."

She lay between his legs, her long black hair spread out, and her small white face. His dark eyes looked at the deep valley, his blushing lips were slightly pursed, and his eyebrows were long and thin.

It is indeed better than the book.

Liu Qianxiu took the book, put it on his side, looked down at her, and said, "Okay, I see you."

Every time he speaks, he always touches her just right. His eyes seemed to be able to see the bottom of her heart, and Mu Wan's heart moved and his body became warm.

She put her hands on her eyes and laughed lowly. Her eyes looked at the white clouds that gradually gathered in the sky through her fingers, thinking that it would be fine if time stopped at this moment. If you can’t stop, it’s better to slow down.

However, time did not listen to her, the clouds became thicker and thicker, but within ten minutes, the white clouds became dark clouds, and it was about to rain again.

Liu Qianxiu collected the fishing nets, but there were really fishes. Mu Wan helped to pick the fish off the nets. There were three large and small fish. Originally couldn't eat it, Mu Wan put the smallest one.

Putting the fish into the fish basket, Liu Qianxiu swung the boat to the beach, and the two got off the fishing boat and walked towards Qingyuan Temple. The sky became very fast, and after a short while, the sky was darkened.

With thunder echoing in the valley, Mu Wan asked worriedly, "Isn't you going down and down halfway?"

As she spoke, Mu Wan felt a rain star hit her face. Mu Wan raised his eyebrows and looked up at the sky. Liu Qianxiu looked calm next to him. He observed the wind direction of the bamboo forest, and finally took Mu Wan's hand out of the path.

Walking towards the depths of the bamboo forest, I saw a hut made of bamboo wood soon. Liu Qianxiu pulled Mu Wan in. As soon as he entered the door, a lightning flashed in the sky and raindrops fell from the air.

Dense raindrops fell on the bamboo forest, and then on the wet ground. Mu Wan stood at the door of the cabin and glanced at the cabin. There is almost nothing in the cabin, only a bed made of bamboo. Directly opposite the doorway, a small square window was opened. When the wind blew, the rain was blown in.

"How do you know there is a hut here?" Mu Wan looked back at Liu Qianxiu, stretched out his hand to spread the rain falling from the thatched eaves.

"Master built it, and sometimes he will come here for repairs." Liu Qian meditated.

Taoist cleansing is to enlighten the Tao. The place of cleansing is not always in Taoist temples, but tends to fit the nature. For example, the cliff that Liu Qianxiu repaired early, and this thatched house.

No matter where it is, Mu Wan likes it.

She stood at the door, and the water in her hand accumulated more and more. When the water in her palm was about to overflow, Mu Wan's hand was supported by the other hand.

The man's palm was so big that he could completely wrap her hand. Mu Wan looked back and looked at Liu Qianxiu. He stood beside her, looking at the bamboo forest. Realizing that she was looking at him, she looked back.

The dripping rain sounded in the palm of his palm. Gradually, his hand couldn't hold the water. Mu Wan poured out the rainwater in his hand, then took his hand and took it back.

Holding two wet hands together, Mu Wan looked at the bamboo forest washed by rain, and said with a smile: "I like bamboo forests. My name was Mu Qingzhu when I was born. My cousin was named Mu Qing, so I gave my name. changed."

The name of Mu Qing was calculated by Yan Mei, who said it was the name of Mu with the word "Qing", but she didn't want her daughter to hit her name, so she asked Mu Wan's mother to change Mu Wan's name.

And Mu Qing did not live up to Yan Mei's expectations. Now she is with Shen Cheng and effortlessly suppresses her. She is comfortable and can make others uncomfortable. This name is not in vain.

At this time, Mu Wan didn't want to remember Mu Qing. She returned to her senses and turned to Liu Qian to practice, "My name was Mu Qingzhu at the beginning because I had a birthmark of Zhuye."

When she went to the emergency room, Liu Qianxiu treated her wounds and saw it when she pulled down her clothes. He could see it at the time, but later it was just a breezy compliment.

Thinking of the past, Mu Wan raised his hand on the button on his chest and asked, "Do you remember where it is?"

After she finished speaking, she was about to untie it with a smile, and before she moved her hand, Liu Qianxiu grabbed her hand.

"What's the matter?" Mu Wan laughed, pretending to be a fool.

The man looked down at her, sighed softly in his throat, and pulled her into his arms with a slight force. The woman's gauze shirt was half open, and the neckline was pushed to one side, revealing the entire clavicle. There was also a white tender under the collarbone, Liu Qianxiu's eyes paused slightly, and he looked up at her.

"Intentionally?" he asked.

He held her hand, and her body was lying in his arms. Mu Wan laughed and made no secret of it, "Yeah."

The man's dark eyes looked at her, deep and long, as if to **** her in. Mu Wan's smile gradually faded, and her white cheeks gradually congested. She was a little flustered. She was struggling with his confinement on her hands. Without struggling away, the man bowed his head and kissed her.

The moment her lips touched, Mu Wan could smell the **** in the bamboo leaves. She tightened her whole body and looked at him with her eyes wide open. Soon, it was completely dominated by him.

Mu Wan's body was like a lighted torch, and she was attracted by the man's kiss and followed each other step.

Finally, she heard a small smile in her ear, and her earlobe was lightly bitten, making her whole body numb. Mu Wan opened his eyes, Liu Qianxiu's last kiss fell on her forehead.

It was as if a candy box was opened, the candy scattered all over the floor, a room of sweet fruit candies smell, but the instigator let them scattered. Mu Wan's red lips were slightly open, her breathing was short, her eyes were full of water and flames were jumping. Grasping Liu Qianxiu's Taoist robe with both hands, he knew that she was taking revenge on her, a little frustrated.

"You deliberately!" The woman's voice was hoarse.

The man looked at her and put his hand in her hair, his voice low and serious.

"No, I can't help it."

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