Chapter 30:

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The scent of wine and sandalwood in the arms of the man seemed to break some precepts. She was lying in his arms, looking at the clear wind and bright moon, and her ears moved slightly. Mu Wan heard a steady and powerful heartbeat and struck the eardrum.
The heartbeat was not just her heartbeat.
She heard what he had just said, Mu Wan lifted her eyes, opened his eyes and looked at him, her bright eyes, her red cheeks, and slightly red lips.
"Liu Qianxiu ..." Her voice was shaking.
"Um." He gave a brief reply.
Xu Shi's development was too good, Mu Wan's eyes were hazy, the man's voice echoed in his ears, and everything didn't really cut. She didn't move, and Liu Qianxiu took her hand and reached his chest.
The man's heart was beating in her palm, and Mu Wan's throat was dry.
Liu Qianxiu held her hand, like holding the Tao in his heart, he put her hand on his heart, her expression moved slightly and gradually became clear.
The Taoist Temple was pure, with occasional worms, but the bodies of the bodies of the two were hustle and bustle.
"Sister." The sweet child's voice broke the hustle and bustle of the month with some unawakened grievances.
The pause was like a sudden rapid, Mu Wan was stunned, and the body's hotness reached the cheek. Liu Qianxiu put the arm hoop on the side of her waist, her waist limbs collapsed and fell back into his arms. His cheeks were hot against his chest, and the man's palm rested on her back of the head, holding her in his arms.
"What's wrong?" Liu Qianxiu raised his eyes, and the woman in her arms no longer struggled except for the heat of breath.
"I was awakened by a nightmare." Qingchan held his hands on the wooden door of the main hall, his eyes narrowed, and said, "Master, can you accompany me to sleep?"
Qing Zen is only seven years old this year, looking calm, but he is actually just a child, afraid of dark and nightmare. After listening to a lot of truth, Master was still sleeping with her. When Master is absent, let Master stay with him.
"OK." Liu Qianxiu answered.
He didn't move, the woman in her arms moved, she grabbed his corner of the garment, and clenched her hands.
Qing Chan stood there waiting, his consciousness gradually became sober, and he could clearly see the men and women in the main hall. The younger brother was sitting side by side, Sister Mu Wan was lying in his arms, and the two were close together. Her thin shoulders shook slightly, and her slender fingers grabbed his placket. The small face was buried in his arms, under the thick black hair, only the tiny ears were exposed.
Red blood drips.
"What's wrong with my sister?" Qingchan wondered.
With his questioning, Mu Wan's ears turned red again.
The man in his arms was already hot and ironed to his skin through a thin shirt. Liu Qianxiu's eyes moved slightly, and he looked down at Mu Wan, and said in a deep voice, "She drank some wine, which was a bit uncomfortable, so she was sticky."
"Oh." Qing Zen seemed to understand, but nodded.
Mu Wan's face was almost red, and her palm was sweating.
Liu Qianxiu lost his breath, palms stroking her in the back of her head, like duckweed stroking the lake surface, and a layer of fine and quiet ripples formed on the calm lake surface.
He dropped his head slightly, his lips reached the woman's ear, his body was still cold, but the words he spoke were terribly hot.
"I'll coax him to sleep first, and come back to tell you."
After that, he stroked the woman's hair two more times, and her hair slipped between her fingers. Liu Qianxiu leaned her body on the short table and got up to go out.
"Let's go." Liu Qianxiu reached out and held Qing Chan's hand.
With her arms under her face, Mu Wan didn't look up from beginning to end. She blushed so much that she didn't know whether it was hot or drinking. She must stay awake, and Liu Qianxiu has to talk to her.
Today, he must make his words clear. What kind of affection and desire he has, and for whom he has affection and desire!
Under the blue light, the woman was sloppy, and she was like a little demon who first tasted love and things, and smiled helplessly and coyly.
Qing Chan had a nightmare, got up and talked with Liu Qianxiu for a while, and became awake a lot, and it became more difficult to fall asleep. Liu Qianxiu coaxed him to sleep for some time. After coaxing him to sleep, he got up and closed the door and went to the main hall.
In the main hall, the bayberry wine remained undisturbed. Mu Wan was lying on the table, her cheeks were open, her eyes were tightly closed, her breathing was well balanced, and she had fallen asleep.
Xuan Qingzi drank alcohol all year round, and the brewed wine was full of energy. He had a fever in one drink, not to mention she drank three drinks.
The Taoist view of the mountain at night, the breeze was slightly cool, Liu Qianxiu stood in the main hall, looked up at the three idols in the center of the hall, took a deep breath, got up, and hugged the woman.
The woman in her arms is slender and thin, as light as a white feather. But it was also this piece of white feather that provoked his heart. He moved as little as possible, and she fell asleep until she was on the bed, and she didn't open her eyes.
There was no light in the room, and the main hall light passed through the window, and the sight became slightly brighter. Liu Qianxiu stood in front of the bed, looking at her white face and bright face, her throat knot moved slightly.
After a long while, the man covered her with a thin quilt and got up to go out.
Bayberry wine's staying power is really great, she insisted on her spirit, and finally lost to alcohol. She was drunk and conscious of her sobriety. Even in her sleep, she still dragged the man's clothes and asked what he meant by the last sentence. In the dream, Liu Qianxiu did not give her an answer, and Mu Wan woke up.
Opening his eyes, he was sweating suddenly, raised his eyes and looked out the window. There were still some shadows outside the window. The mist in the morning was diffused in the Taoist temple, quiet and desolate. There was some cool air in the air, Mu Wan got up from the bed, put on a coat, put on the door and went out.
The case of the Taoist Temple was lit with incense, a little bit of light, and white smoke lingering. There was a sweeping noise from the doorway, and Mu Wan's eyes moved and hurried out.
Qing Chan took a broom, swept up the residual leaves, and rolled the residual leaves to his feet. He looked back and saw Mu Wan smiled. His cheeks became hot and red because of sweeping the floor.
"Sister, you are awake."
"Um." Mu Wan rushed out of her legs and looked back. She looked at the cleaned ground and asked, "Is this all you swept?"
There are no entertainments in Taoist Temple. The young Taoist boy also reads and cleans in the Taoist Temple all day long. He sleeps early at night and wakes up early in the day. Holding the broom in his small hand, Qingchan squinted his eyes and shook his head with a smile, and said, "My brother sweeps it, I close it."
With her eyes slightly open, Mu Wan glanced back inside to make sure that no one was there. She walked to the side of Qing Chan and leaned down and asked, "Where's your master?"
"Are you still upset?" Qingchan asked.
Somehow, Mu Wan didn't respond, she was a little hangover, but not uncomfortable. He shook his head, smiled and touched the on the head of Qing Zen, and said, "Not bad."
"That's weird." Qingchan smiled. "Yesterday, my brother said that you were uncomfortable, and you were not uncomfortable in the morning. Why are you still adhering?"
Mu Wan's old face blushed, her eyes were slightly raised, and her cheeks were a little hot. Unable to look directly into Qingchan's clean and transparent eyes, she said, "I don't stick to people."
"You were looking for your brother and sister as soon as you got up." Qing Chan pierced.
Mu Wan: "..."
Qingchan didn't understand why she blushed, pointing to a path behind Lao Song, saying, "In the early morning, my brother will go to the cliff to repair, you can go there to find him. He has been there for a while, and should return soon."
Since the stamp was sticky, Mu Wan was not polite, and she pinched Qingchen's again, the little guy said "Oh," soft and cute Q bombs, not at all calm when she just debated with her. She laughed and got up and walked towards the path.
She is easy to forget about drinking, and can't remember what Liu Qianxiu said yesterday that she was uncomfortable and sticking to others. But thinking about yesterday in his arms, listening to him and Qing Chan say, Mu Wan blushed a bit.
There is a trail behind the old pine, a narrow one, with unknown wildflowers and grasses along the road. The mist was slightly cold in the morning, and there was some dew on Mu Calf's calf. There was only one path and no bifurcation. Mu Wan walked forward for five minutes. With a bright sight, she saw Liu Qianxiu sitting cross-legged on the cliff.
He changed into a robe, the teal robe was rough, and it was broadly wrapped with a delicate and upright man. The fog is turning into the sky, the fish belly is white, and the rising sun has not yet risen. The rising cloud depicts the silhouette of a man, like a master in a hidden world in a landscape painting, lonely, cold, and immortal.
His temperament is clear, clear and integrated into nature, like a mountain and a river between heaven and earth, no desire, no desire.
Mu Wan froze for a moment, her eyes moved slightly. When her thoughts receded a bit, the man on the cliff turned back, his facial features were deep, his eyebrows were light, and his eyes were staring deeply at her.
Mu Wan seemed to be tempted, licked her lower lip slightly, got up and walked over.
Putting down the book in his hand, Liu Qianxiu stood up from the futon, and the robe fell down, dangling under his long legs, tied around his waist, lining the man's shoulders, wide waists, and thin legs, with a good proportion.
He watched Mu Wan approaching gradually, her eyebrows drooping, and she kept looking straight into her eyes. She started to look up at him, and finally, she looked at the futon on the cliff, her ears were reddish.
"You get up early." Mu Wan looked back at him and chatted first.
"Well," Liu Qianxiu said, "Qingxiu's schedule is more regular than at home."
At the end of the chat, he was as light and windy as ever, the air was still cold, and even the man who had repaired the whole morning in front of the cliff face was covered with cool mist.
Between heaven and earth, only Mu Wan is hot, not only hot, but also dry.
She inflated and looked up straight at him, her bright eyes, red eyes, like a little demon just bullied.
"I have a question for you." Mu Wan turned his thoughts and said, "What you said to me last night, what you did to me ... I remember it. I want to ask you, what did you mean yesterday?"
She had a slight tone, and her ending rose, making herself look more imposing. Mu Wan's eyes fluttered, and she bit her lip, deepening her tone.
"You say you are passionate and lustful, then are you passionate or lustful to me?"
The man's eyebrows drooped slightly, and she looked at her quietly, and she stared at him tightly, her lips moving slightly, like melting garnet, red and moist, gorgeous and attractive.
He lowered his head and kissed lightly.
The soft lips touched together, and the world collapsed in an instant, Mu Wan's pupils contracted, her throat was a little dry, and her jaw was trembling.
With his lips gone, the man's forehead touched her forehead slightly, and he smiled and asked, "What do you want?"
Raising his eyes and looking at his smile, his heartbeat hit his eardrum, Mu Wan's mind was blank, she opened her mouth to say, but could not say anything, she only knew that he was holding his robe tightly, because she had just kissed him, The body is a little weak.
The man reached out and hugged her, arms around her waist, his eyes were dark and bright. The corner of her lips laughed and made her feel as good as the first time.
He lowered his head, his lips touching her ears, and his voice was as low as water, hitting like a clear spring, echoing in her ears.
"Whether you want love or desire, I give it to you."
Mu Wan's heart burst into flowers.