Chapter 16:

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There was a knock at the door. Liu Qianxiu let go of the mouse at hand. The computer screen in front was lit, and the files on the page were full of data and text.
The room was lighted, quiet and bright. The floor-to-ceiling windows on the balcony were wide open. Liu Qian stood up and opened the chair. He went to the door and opened the door.
As the door opened towards the balcony, the air convection opened, and the cold air in the room blew towards the face. The heat on Mu Wan's face was blown away, and the wine on her body was also blown away.
Her skin was white, and she turned pink when she blushed. The pale pink color was like blush, which covered the entire face lightly, like a freshly ripe peach. Beneath the peach, there was a little red honey on her lips, bright and seductive.
"Liu Qianxiu ~" Mu Wan raised his head and called him, his eyes were bent, and the stars were bright inside.
The eyes were quiet, Liu Qianxiu looked down at her, a faint scent of wine entangled the woman's scent, and the passing wind blowing from the floor-to-ceiling window could not escape. He opened his mouth and his voice was low.
"Should you drink water?"
Her throat was burning hot. After Liu Qianxiu reminded, Mu Wan noticed that she put out her tongue and licked her lower lip, saying, "Yes."
Liu Qianxiu opened her body sideways and let the door open. Mu Wan's eyes were clear and she saw the balcony at a glance. She went in with the cold air blown out by the wind.
Liu Qianxiu's room is similar to her room, except that her room is a standard room and his room is a double room. The same toilet, 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 washstand is built between the toilet and the double bed.
The room was cold and empty, clean and tidy. The original warmth and fireworks disappeared at the moment when Liu Qian, who was unwilling to repair, entered the door. He looked quiet and indifferent. In fact, he was very aggressive. Everything he had, everywhere he went, and even people he had contacted with him could be purified and stained with some pure mind.
The kettle and cup are on the desk, and the long wooden desk extends from the corner next to the floor-to-ceiling window to the bedside table. The style is different from the one in her room, he should have brought it by himself.
There was half-warm boiling water in the kettle, and Liu Qianxiu picked it up and poured a glass. A clean glass is like a milk glass, with a slender body and a thick bottom. The cup body was gradually filled with water. Mu Wan listened to the slight pouring water and Liu Qianxiu under the light. When her eyes moved, her body gradually warmed up, and she took a step forward and said, "I will come by myself."
Liquor was full of energy, but Mu Wan stood for a while, but she forgot about the sense of balance. With a crooked body, Mu Wan snorted softly, Zhang Zhang grabbed a focus.
When a person falls, they have a lot of strength, and they may fall down together with their points of force. And Mu Wan was not holding the one, he was motionless, and didn't spill half a drop of water from the glass in his hand.
Mu Wan seized Liu Qianxiu's clothes.
She dropped her head slightly, her heartbeat hitting the eardrum, her earlobe was hot. The texture of cotton and linen on the hand is a little bit hard, but it is not harder than the man under the clothes.
The cold air gradually melted by the temperature on her.
Mu Wan looked up at Liu Qianxiu, and he looked down at her. Mu Wan's eyelashes fluttered, as if she was pierced by light. She retracted her eyes to look at Liu Qianxiu, stomped her feet, grabbed Liu Qianxiu's corner of her clothes, put it at the mouth of the cup, and drank it like a kitten. Twice.
The dry lips were moist and wet into the throat together. Mu Wan was terribly hot, and the man around him seemed to be cold. Her tongue moved slightly, and she looked up at Liu Qianxiu again.
The air was quiet, only the snoring sound of clothes rubbing together.
Mu Wan looked at Liu Qianxiu, her lips moved slightly, her arms gradually stretched out from Liu Qianxiu's clothes, and finally, she wrapped around the man's narrow and strong waist.
"It's so cold on you ..." Mu Wan murmured.
The eyes were hazy, and the hot air sprayed on the cold white slender neck of the man. Mu Wan laughed, she leaned over and stuck her face on it.
Almost instantly, the cold and hot intersected, Mu Wan's body shrank a little in Liu Qianxiu's arms. The feeling of delicate and cold skin relieved her heat, and Mu Wan was a little tired. She hugged the man, leaning back gradually, but did not fall down.
The man was like a Buddha statue, still motionless.
Mu Wan raised her eyebrows and twisted her brows slightly, with a slight grievance in her tone.
"I want to lie down."
As soon as he spoke, the wine filled.
Liu Qianxiu looked down at Mu Wan, who was obviously drunk, and his lips were squinted, and the cup at hand was put down. The bottom of the thick glass touched the wooden table top and made a dull noise. Mu Wan's body was out of balance. She was bullied and depressed, and her back sunk into the soft bed. Her ears had the hands of the man who sunk into it.
He supported his body and hung over her, although there was no contact, and the moment he bullied himself, Mu Wan was surrounded by the smell of him.
The body became hot again.
The two were not far away. Mu Wan looked at the man's lips, his body seemed to melt. Her lips trembled and her throat was blocked by the heat.
The woman in her arms was flamboyant, her cheeks pale, her eyes glowed, her eyes stared straight at him. Liu Qianxiu put her hands on her side and looked down at her eyes without moving.
The two seemed to confront each other. After a while, the man on his body first opened his mouth. He sighed low and said calmly, "It wasn't like this last time you were drunk."
Mu Wan's pupils shrink.
Raising his hand and holding the woman's hand on his waist, Liu Qianxiu lifted Mu Wan and put it on the bed. Mu Wanping was lying on a soft big bed, his body gradually cooled, and the man beside him said in a deep voice: "You sleep for a while."
Having said that, he turned off the lights in the room and stood up to the desk. Turn on the desk lamp next to the desk, the little desk lamp is pouring in and it covers him.
He pulled up his chair and sat down, continuing to look at the unfinished documents.
The alcohol in the body began to ferment gradually, the figure of the man in the sight became more and more hazy, but Mu Wan became more and more awake, and his brain was dull.
Jiuzhuang provokes people's courage, she has the courage, and seduction, but the man refuses.
The man under the lamp circle looks serious, with a cool temperament, and his long and beautiful fingers point at the mouse, his eyes focused.
A lone lamp, a book, a fairy ...
The immortal has no emotions and desires. He may move all hearts, but not now, and not necessarily her. The body heat faded and Mu Wan gradually became cold.
She flinched slightly.
Liu Qianxiu noticed it and looked up. The woman's eyes on the bed were closed tightly, and the face under the black hair had turned white. She closed her eyes and her red lips closed. The outline of the body under the quilt curled up into a small ball.
Liu Qian got up and went to the door to turn off the central air-conditioning.
The cold air in the room gradually disappeared, and a warm wind blew from the floor-to-ceiling windows, carrying a damp moisture. It was overcast that afternoon, as if it was going to rain.
Mu Wan was so disheartened that she shrank into the quilt, her consciousness gradually became empty, and she really fell asleep.
In the room, the sound of shallow breathing gradually deepened, accompanied by the wind of the tree branches outside the window.
Looking away from the computer screen, he fell on the woman in bed. She fell asleep, but didn't sleep well. She put her hands outside to grab the quilt, and frowned slightly.
Liu Qianxiu looked for a while, the wind grew louder, and brought the smell of wet rain. He turned back 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 in the slightest. Liu Qianxiu walked to the balcony, and a small raindrop came along with the wind.
It's raining.
Closing the floor-to-ceiling window, Liu Qianxiu returned to the room. He glanced at the woman on the bed, showing no sign of waking. Looking back, Liu Qian got up and left the room.
When Mu Wan woke up, it was six in the morning.
The headache caused by the hangover made her wake up with some gas, and her little face wrinkled together, and she snorted and turned over.
She used to live in a single bed, and when she turned over, her legs would reach the edge of the bed, but she does not have it today.
Mu Wan opened her eyes, she didn't seem to have sobered up, and her mind was still playing back yesterday's memories. Memories flashed back, Mu Wan sat up from the bed.
It was raining outside, it was gloomy, and the curtains couldn't shine through. The room was empty, there was only a small table lamp, a laptop that had been turned off, and no Liu Qianxiu.
Almost instantly, Mu Wan made up for what happened after she fell asleep yesterday. She failed to seduce, and Dove occupied the nest, and Liu Dao opened another room to avoid suspicion.
Mu Wan was rejected, and her mood was as bad as today's weather. She was drunk yesterday, but she is sober today. Mu Wan was not bad for a long time. She took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Liu Qianxiu. It means that he was drunk yesterday. Thank you for keeping her and causing him such trouble. Sorry.
After sending the text message, Mu Wan did not stay and returned to her room. Gaomei was gone in the room, leaving only a breakfast voucher on the table.
Construction will start at seven this morning, and it is now more than six and there is not much time to eat. Mu Wan went to the restaurant, ate something casually, and asked the waiter to get her a cup of soy milk.
Soymilk is in a paper cup with a seal. Mu Wan inserted a straw and drank on the elevator. The elevator descended, and soon reached the first floor. When Mu Wan stepped out of the elevator, she saw the flow of people at the door.
There were reporters, staff, and bodyguards in black. A group of people circled outside, and the stars and the moon generally surrounded the person in the middle.
It was a short-haired woman.
The woman wore a black vest on the upper part, and a light coffee-colored silk skirt on the lower part, showing a half-slender waist and a graceful figure. She lowered her head slightly, her eyes raised, and a tear mole was spotted in the corner of her right eye.
She stood in the middle of the crowd, her expression remained unchanged, and she seemed to be used to the feeling of being sought after. Lips are painted a touch of red, and the corners of the lips are politely raised, elegant and intellectual.
Mu Wan withdrew her gaze and passed by the crowd.
A woman's figure flashed in the corner of her eyes, and Mu Qing's eyes lifted slightly, and her gaze swept aside briefly, just looking at the side of the woman sucking soy milk.
She looked straight ahead, her expression indifferent, not even looking at her.
In the magnificent hall, the two crossed like parallel lines. They did not intersect before and will not intersect in the future.
"Miss Mu ~" Mu Wan was stopped by a familiar voice before she left the hall.
Teeth bite the straw, Mu Wan turned her head back. After seeing only Xiao Tan herself, she loosened her teeth and smiled at him.
"Dean Xiao."
Xiao Tan is 37 years old this year, but it doesn't look like. He has the elegant and gentleness peculiar to successful people, and seems to be in his early thirties.
"Just call Dr. Xiao." Xiao Tan laughed, looked at the soy milk in her hand, and said with a smile: "Don't have time to eat?" Mu Wan sipped in the straw, and Mu Wan replied just after drinking. Then he said, "Ah, yes, you slept in the humble room yesterday."
Mu Wan took a sip of soy milk in her mouth. She coughed a little, looked up at Xiao Tan's smile, and her face was flushed. Putting the straw away, 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, did not interrupt when Mu Wan spoke, and his expression seemed to be very convinced of her explanation, and he was comfortable with such people.
After waiting for Mu Wan, Xiao Tan laughed and said, "I know, Qian Xiu didn't sleep in the room yesterday. I just saw him when he opened the room. Qian Xiu is a gentleman."
His words seemed to bring out Mu Wan who had turned into a dead end.
"The car from the hospital is here, Qian Xiu is still waiting for me in the hospital, I'll go first." Xiao Tan and Mu Wan said hello and got up and went out the revolving door. Outside the door, the assistant handed him a stack of documents. He reached for it and raised his hand to be elegant.
Mu Wan looked at Xiao Tan's back, cut in from the angle he just spoke, and figured out what happened yesterday.
Liu Qianxiu left last night, not necessarily rejecting her. But she was drunk and unconscious. He was a gentleman and didn't want to take advantage of her.
Biting the straw, Mu Wan's lips slowly smiled.
It's raining in Wencheng, the raindrops are not big, but it's dense, it can be drenched in just a few minutes.
The film crew does not have to follow the direction of the script. For example, it rains today. Mu Wan filmed a scene before her last death.
She wore a light-gray cotton dress with white socks and black leather shoes under her feet, dressed as a standard Republican woman. The cotton skirt was wide and her belly was raised, and she was going to be murdered during pregnancy.
The rain silk was getting thinner and thinner, and the entire hospital was covered with a cloud of darkness. The shooting location was on the edge of Quhu, and the field was cleared. There was no one but the sound of rain falling into the lake.
Mu Wan hugged her belly, and she didn't know whether it was rain or tears, and her face fell hot. She trot nervously, holding a bag of documents in her arms, and black square-mouth shoes stepping on the ground, splashing with turbid rain. .
She had just run to the lake, and the road ahead was blocked. Mu Wan stepped back and fell to the ground. She was soaked all over, and her skirt was covered with muddy water. She handed the papers to the person, and begged as she held back her stomach.
However, the man took the document, his eyes filled with suspense, and he clung to Mu Wan with his hands from behind. Mu Wan's eyes were full of panic. She was struggling to protect her lower abdomen, begging, calling for help, asking for forgiveness ... all the emotions manifested in her eyes.
The leather shoes on his feet were kicked off, and he banged, Mu Wan sank into the water. She swayed in the water, the fear of drowning dripping on her face, and finally, struggling to no avail, she gradually fell into the water.
This is a scene filmed in several seats. Liu Qianxiu stood in front of the window and stitched the scenes of the front and rear seats together. She has good acting skills, and the play is almost a one-off. Pulled up from the lake, her body was wet, she stood behind the camera, listening to what the director said. Like a compliment, she smiled lightly.
She likes acting.
This is what Liu Qianxiu saw from the scene just now.
Someone handed her a towel. She brought it over and wiped it twice, then walked towards the inpatient department with her umbrella. There is the locker room of the crew. She is going to change clothes.
The rain kept on, letting off the heat in the air. Mu Wan was soaking wet, wrapped in a towel to block the wind, and the rain was crackling against the umbrella. A gust of wind was blowing, and Mu Wan's teeth were shaking.
She quickly entered the inpatient department. There was no condition to take a bath here. After wiping it off with a towel, she changed into her clothes. It's wet and cold on rainy days, and Mu Wan's clothes are a little humid, but better than wet costumes. Her body gradually warmed, and she coughed a little, brushing her hair out of the locker room.
Just after entering 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.
She was crying so badly in the scene just now that not only her eyes were crying, but her nose was also a little bit red, and her delicate skin was tinged with light powder. She rubbed her nose with her hands.
After she sent a text message to Liu Qianxiu in the morning, Liu Qianxiu responded with a polite response. She wanted to contact him after the filming, but did not expect to meet here ...
Maybe not by chance.
Mu Wan thought of it and looked up at Liu Qianxiu. The man still looked down at her, Mu Wan moved her body, she smiled, and her red eyes bent down, saying, "I just cried so much that I didn't cry the child."
In the play, her role is pregnant, and Liu Qianxiu thought that the co-pilot was sitting that night, the woman was standing with her waist up, and her little swollen belly was belted by his car like a small mountain bag Pressed. The woman said to him, that is the country he laid.
Gaze fell on her flat abdomen, Liu Qianxiu's lips moved slightly, and he passed something.
A screwed glass, the glass is clean, reflects the light in the corridor, and in the light brown liquid, two transparent small bubbles crawl along the glass to the mouth of the glass.
"The child can be reborn without a cold," Liu Qianxiu said.
The heart mentioned, the smile in Mu Wan's eyes grew strong.
The air was still cold and the clothes were still thin, but Mu Wan's body gradually warmed up. Her heart was beating fast, her blood was flowing fast, and in the blink of an eye, her fingernails warmed to her hair tips.
She reached over to pick it up, the bottle was still hot, and the rushed Banlangen.
The palms were warm with ironing, and Mu Wan's lips were bent. She lowered her head to hold the glass, and her white fingers scratched at the glass. Mu Wan muttered softly.
"That also requires you to be born with me ~"
She couldn't hear herself so quietly that she thought the man didn't. And after she finished speaking, she heard the low voice of the man around her.
He was tall, but the voice seemed to be in her ear, biting her heart along her earlobe.
"Ok?"