Incurable

Mu Wan returned to the room and could see the lights of the main hall through the window. The shadow of the lamp was stretched on the bricks on the ground outside the hall, and the three shadows did not know which one belonged to Liu Qianxiu. She sat on the bed and looked at it for a while. Without turning two pages of the book in her hand, she felt sleepy and fell asleep with the book in her arms.

I don't know how long I slept, Liu Qianxiu came back. It was cold in the night, and his body was stained with a bit of cold air, and there was also the strong scent of sandalwood in the main hall. Mu Wan smelled this, and his body, which had become warm from sleeping, rolled into his arms.

As soon as the cold and heat touched, their bodies trembled. Mu Wan hugged him in a daze and said, "You are back."

"Yeah." Liu Qianxiu raised his hand to touch her cheek, but thought that his hand was too cold. Pull over the thin blanket and cover her. He lay on his side on the bed and hugged her in his arms.

Sandalwood has the effect of calming the nerves. Mu Wan wanted to say something to Liu Qianxiu, but she was so sleepy that she finally fell asleep. Anyway, the two have time, so why bother to say tonight.

Smelling Ruoyuruuowu's sandalwood, Mu Wan slept particularly peacefully and comfortably. She went to bed early at night and woke up early in the morning. After waking up, he leaned against the thin blanket. The bed was still warm, but the person was no longer there.

Opening his eyes, Mu Wan looked around, and after recovering, got up from the bed.

It is only half past six in the morning, and the sunrise on the mountain is early, and the day is rising fast, but with moisture, it has gathered into a thick fog. The mist was steaming, and Mu Wan stood outside the hall, looking at the statue of the **** in the main hall, and heard the sound of sweeping the floor outside.

Mu Wan got up and went out, the fog outside was also thick, and when he looked up, he could only see the tip of the mountains on the opposite side. The air was damp, as if it was going to rain.

"Sister, are you awake?" The weather turned cold and the leaves began to fall. Qing Chan was wearing a Taoist robe, his head tied with a ball, and a small broom was used to gather a bunch of leaves around his feet. His small body stood upright, holding a broom and smiling at Mu Wan.

"You get up so early?" Mu Wan went over and squeezed his face. The two were much more intimate than before, and Qing Chan let her hold her, her small cheeks were very rosy.

"I'll get up at six o'clock in the morning for repairs." Qing Chan replied. He said, "Master went to the bamboo forest for morning repairs. The younger brother is by the cliff. I took you to find him last time."

After Mu Wan heard it, he wanted to go and find Liu Qianxiu, but when he woke up, the place where he fell asleep was still hot, and he should have just been there not long ago.

"Are you going to see Junior Brother?" Qing Chan looked up and asked when she saw her silence.

"No." Mu Wan laughed, grabbed his ball head, and said with a smile, "Is there a broom? I will accompany you to sweep the fallen leaves for a while."

With someone accompanied, Qing Chan is naturally happy. Although he has been a Taoist boy in Taoist temple since he was a child, he still has a child's disposition, not the same as Liu Qianxiu and Xuan Qingzi, with a deserted temper.

But the two only swept together for a while, and it began to drizzle. Qing Chan picked up the broom, frowned, took Mu Wan's hand and said, "Sister, I'm going to send an umbrella to Master, you can send an umbrella to Junior Brother."

There was a reason to go to Liu Qianxiu, and Mu Wan naturally agreed. After she nodded, Qing Chan handed her an oil-paper umbrella. Mu Wan held the umbrella and hurried along the path towards the cliff.

The rain was not too big or too small, dripping on the oil-paper umbrella, and it clashed loudly. The raindrops gathered together and dripped onto the weeds on the side of the road. Mu Wan quickened his pace and quickly reached the edge of the cliff.

Liu Qianxiu sat quietly on the edge of the cliff, leaving only a tall and thin back. He sat cross-legged on the futon, his cyan Dao robe was half wet.

"Liu Qianxiu." Mu Wan called him.

Liu Qianxiu regained his senses, turned his head, and when he looked at her, the misty eyes of the distant mountains gradually became clear. He stood up from the futon, Mu Wan came over, raised his arm to support him.

He was too tall and Mu Wan was struggling to hold on. Liu Qianxiu held her waist, held the umbrella handle with the other hand, and took the umbrella over.

The rain slid down the man's face, and the cold white skin made the water droplets look cold. Mu Wan frowned. She wiped his face and said, "Don't you know if it rains?"

Liu Qianxiu shook her hand, the two shook hands, his palms were dry and cold.

Liu Qianxiu raised his eyes to look at Yusi, and said, "It's raining heavily."

"Don't you know it's raining?" Mu Wan was shook his hand and smiled incredibly. She looked up at him and said, "The external environment won't shake your Qingxiu heart, right?"

The drizzle and fog enveloped the cliffs and the pines and cypresses on the mountain, like a fairyland. The breeze blew, Liu Qian's eyebrows drooped slightly, and she met her gaze.

"Yeah." He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips, and said softly, "You are the only one who can shake my heart."

The fine rain seemed to be doused with honey, and even the cool wind was sweet. Mu Wan looked up at him, her eyes curled up with a smile, her arm embraced him and kissed him.

Even if he is wearing a Taoist robe, the love words he speaks are so touching.

After it rained for a long time, the fog also dispersed. Mu Wan stayed in the room to read a book and took a nap while Liu Qianxiu was repairing. After one o'clock in the afternoon, she got up for a nap, and Liu Qianxiu opened the door and walked in.

Liu Qianxiu changed into a Taoist robe, tall and straight, with a clean and cold temperament, and an extraordinarily ethereal spirit. She saw him, put down the book in her hand, opened her arms and laughed.

The man knew, after walking over, he picked her up from the bed and kissed her on the lips.

"You clean up, let's go catch the fish."

The fish was caught in the Qingyuan River in the back mountain. Mu Wan supported his body, looked down at him, and asked, "You don't know how to fix it?"

"Yeah." Liu Qianxiu put her on the bed and found her shoes.

"It's not so good." Mu Wan looked out from the window, there was no sound in the main hall, "Didn't you come here to repair it? You are leaving, what if Master is not happy?"

He sat on the side of the bed, listening to her chattering, and after she had finished speaking, he asked, "Who said I came to clean up?"

Mu Wan was taken aback.

With her dazed effort, Liu Qianxiu put on her other shoe. He leaned over, raised his hand and hooked the tip of her nose, acting affectionately and dotingly.

"I'm here to play with you."

The man's face is close at hand, Qingjun looks good. A small flower bloomed in Mu Wan's heart, the petals were fragrant and sweet. She stood up and said cheerfully, "Let's go then."

The two took the fishing gear and walked towards the Qingyuan River along the trail in the back mountain. The grass on both sides of the path was soaked in rain. After walking, he swept his legs wet.

Mu Wan likes Houshan very much because there are large bamboo forests, lush bamboo leaves, and a light bamboo fragrance. She followed Liu Qianxiu and watched Liu Qianxiu wearing a Taoist robe. When she walked, she lifted up the Taoist robe. There was a kind of chivalry and Taoism.

He said he came to catch fish, but in fact he came to play. Mu Wan took off his shoes and was led by Liu Qianxiu on the boat. The boat rowed to the middle of the river. After Liu Qianxiu cast the net, the two lay on the boat.

It rained for a long time and the weather became sunny. Under the blue sky, the big white clouds are like big marshmallows entwined together.

The fishing net went down into the river, and the boat stopped in the middle of the river. The river was calm and clear, like a painting.

Mu Wan relaxed physically and mentally. She lay on Liu Qianxiu, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, breathing the fresh air after the autumn rain, the river gurgled, the boat swayed lightly, and the world and time seemed to have stopped.

She was lying in Liu Qianxiu's arms. Liu Qianxiu took a book and read it. The smell of incense in the main hall was rolled up in the book, which was fresh and natural. Mu Wan turned over, Liu Qianxiu regained his senses and looked down at her. She stared at the cover of the book, and it was an ancient book, in classical Chinese, a sentence and a half line, and there were unexplainable profound meanings in it.

"Did you come here with your homework?" Mu Wan asked with a smile.

He put the book aside, smiled and squeezed her earlobe, "Get used to it."

It is indeed a habit. He is quiet most of the time, and when he is quiet, he will read. He put the book aside, the wind blew and the paper fanned, Mu Wan scanned a few lines.

The characters are in traditional Chinese characters, and she also recognized that they are not far from ten, but she doesn't understand the meaning inside. In front of Liu Qianxiu and the others, he was illiterate.

"I have been watching this way, how many books do I need to read?" Mu Wan sighed, "Master Xuan Qingzi should have almost finished reading it, right?"

"No." Liu Qianxiu denied. There was mist and rain in his eyes, and he pushed her black hair to his ears, and said, "Each book has different understandings at different times. Taoism's exquisite practice of enlightenment is not too much. The master’s enlightenment has been close to 80 years, and the books are still those."

Mu Wan didn't understand his explanation, but she caught the point, her eyes widened, and she asked, "Master has been enlightened for nearly 80 years...How old is he this year?"

"Eighty-two." Liu Qian cultivated.

In the entertainment circle, the most important thing for celebrities is maintenance, and everyone can't resist the years. Even if they seem to be slowly aging for decades, they can't hide their oldness when they reach their eighties.

Xuan Qingzi looked sixty years old, but in fact he was eighty-two years old. What kind of old **** is this?

Mu Wan looked closely at Liu Qianxiu's eyebrows, he was six or seven years older than her, but in fact, Liu Qianxiu looked almost the same as a man her age.

Mu Wan raised his hand, touched his cheek, and asked, "Will you be so young in the future?"

With a sigh in his throat, Liu Qianxiu took her hand.

"My future is with you." He kissed her fingertips and pulled the corners of his lips slightly. "See it for yourself."

Her fingers were a little itchy by him, and her heart was a little itchy by him. Mu Wan laughed, facing his dark eyes, moving his body, trying to climb to a position where he was looking at him. As soon as she moved, the man held her back and hugged her.

His future is with her. How long is the future?

Mu Wan hugged his cheeks with both hands, bowed his head and kissed, with the soft lips lingering, and the gentle breeze could not dissipate their warmth. Mu Wan kissed softly and laughed softly.

"Liu Qianxiu." She yelled, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, "Are you suffering from premarital phobia? That's why I brought me to the Taoist temple to relax."

He put his hand in her hair and looked directly at her eyes, with a heavy tenderness and pampering.

"What are you afraid of?"

Fear... She doesn't know what to fear.

She licked the corners of her lips and said, "Aren't you afraid?"

The woman's voice was soft, her hair fell in front of her ears, and a ray of slanting sun passed through her black hair, shining on her cheeks, delicate and soft.

"Yeah." Liu Qianxiu nodded, and he laughed like sunlight penetrating the valley.

"I'm afraid you don't want to marry me."

Mu Wan leaned on her chest. When he spoke, her chest vibrated. She listened to his heartbeat and laughed.

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Jiang Bao is delicate and beautiful, and after marrying Huo Yanxing, the president of Ruixin Group, his life is plain and happy.

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