Chapter 22:

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Mu Wan completed the last shot, and she was blown off by artillery fire, rolled down from the trenches, and fell to the ground. Liu Qianxiu sat in the car and watched. She tried to make herself fall better, but stood up after the fall, with thick ash on her eyelashes. She knew that she must now be as dirty as a refugee.
After filming, Mu Wan went to the locker room and changed her clothes. Before going to Liu Qianxiu, she went to the bathroom to wash her face. Looking up again, the face in the mirror looks like freshly peeled eggs, delicate and tender. Under the black and long eyebrows, a pair of eyes are crystal clear, the bridge of the nose is small, and the lips are a little red.
Even without makeup, it is still beautiful. Mu Wan wiped the water on her face with two hands and turned out of the bathroom.
Liu Qianxiu's car stopped outside the photography base. Today the weather picked up, and it was already 30 degrees at 10 am. Mu Wan seemed to pass by the Flame Mountain, and his sweat was evaporated quickly. In front of the car, Mu Wan pulled the door and saw Liu Qianxiu in the driver's seat.
The air-conditioner rushed towards her, her eyes reflected the figure of a man, her body was cool and her heart was cool.
Mu Wan moved her eyes, smiled, got into the car, and pulled on her seat belt.
She didn't wipe her face before leaving, and the damp air didn't feel dry. When she got in the car and the air was blowing, her skin felt a little tight. Mu Wan took the moisturizer out and clicked on her face. The hair in her ears was wet with water, and it was quietly and nicely pressed against her cheek. Mu Wan asked, "Why are you here?"
In the past, she went to the hospital to wait for him to get off work. This was the first time Liu Qianxiu came to the photography base to find her. She was very happy, because it was different from the past, there must have been some changes between the two. As for where it has changed, she is now excited by the joy and has not figured it out. She just feels sweet and cold in her heart, like eating a strawberry popsicle.
"By the way," Liu Qianxiu replied calmly.
"Oh." Mu Wan had a gentle ending in her throat, light and long. She stretched out her slender fingers and applied the white lotion on the tip of her nose to the slightly hot cheeks.
She came to the crew at four in the morning, and took a full six hours to shoot. After getting in the car, her nervous nerves and body relaxed. After applying the lotion, she found a corner sheltered from the wind and rain like a stray wild cat, stretched her slender body, leaned against the window, and looked out at the still-hot photography base.
"You usually shoot like this?" The car started, shaking it a little, and Liu Qianxiu's voice seemed to come through the forest, cool with dew.
"Yeah, many of the supporting roles are like this, and in the end I can't get rid of one." Mu Wan retracted her eyes, her eyes slightly raised, and Liu Qian repaired: "I have died countless times during the filming, various I've experienced all these deaths, more than you doctors have ever seen. "
Her tone of joy brought some pride.
The car stopped at a T-junction. Liu Qianxiu hit the left turn light. He looked at the elated pride in Mu Wan's eyes and asked Shen Shen: "Do you like to be an actor?"
"That's not it." Mu Wan shook her head, she thought for a moment, and said, "I only have good looks, it's better to be an actor than to get money fast."
Liu Qianxiu gave her a deep look, Mu Wan's eyelashes trembled, and he murmured in a guilty conscience: "Today is covered by dust."
The red light turned green, Liu Qianxiu started the car, the profile of his side face was exquisite, the corners of his lips were raised, and his expression was okay. The car turned left into the main road, he looked at the wide and flat road ahead and said lightly: "Famous is more profitable."
The street tree quickly regressed, the sky was high in white, and Mu Wan looked at Liu Qianxiu and licked his lower lip slightly. She looked back and looked at the main road ahead, and said, "But then I can't go to you every day. I want to come fast, I want a more stable life."
Liu Qianxiu's eyebrows narrowed slightly. The woman's voice in the car didn't seem to have dispersed. He drove the car and didn't speak again.
At Liu Qianxiu's house, Mu Wan changed her slippers. She looked at Liu Qianxiu walking towards the bedroom, hesitated, and opened her mouth.
"Can I take a bath at your house?"
The man stopped and looked back at her.
Mu Wan looked back under his quiet eyes, his heartbeat gradually accelerated, and explained, "I've been filming in the morning, I'm covered with soil and not very comfortable."
After that, she also scratched her hair, her black and beautiful hair tied into a high ponytail, and exposed her white and tender face. To be honest, now she is all over her face, and her face is cleaner.
Liu Qianxiu didn't speak. He turned from the bedroom and walked to a room where Mu Wan had never been before, and opened the door.
"There is a separate bathroom here," Liu Qianxiu said.
"Thank you." Seeing him agree, Mu Wan hurriedly walked inside, and she asked as she walked in, "Is there anything to take a bath?"
"No," Liu Qianxiu answered.
Mu Wan: "..."
"I'll get it." The two large bedrooms in the room had separate toilets and bathrooms. There was no public.
When Liu Qianxiu went to take it, Mu Wan's heart seemed to be stung by the wind on the grassland. He should have taken it. Does this mean that the two people have indirectly touched each other?
Mu Wan's face was hot again.
Liu Qianxiu looked at her slightly red cheeks, and her eyes fell on her thin shoulders. She was wearing a short black T, exposing a half-white belly, and some dust had fallen on the short T.
"Either clothes?" Liu Qianxiu asked.
Mu Wan looked up, her eyes trembling slightly.
Her face seemed to be redder, from the profile of her side face to her earlobe, and she didn't know what she was thinking. Mu Wan's throat was slightly tight.
"Huh?" Mu Wan's tail rose, like a cat's tail swiping. Little teeth bit her lower lip. She said, "Do you have any women's clothes here?"
"No," said Liu Qianxiu, "only I passed."
Only I passed.
"Yes," Mu Wan said.
Liu Qianxiu brought her clothes and various bathing things, and Mu Wan went into the room with a hug. Liu Qianxiu's home is very large, and the second bedroom is also large. Unlike Mu Wan's imagination, the second bedroom is well-furnished and has a light gray tone like the living room. But unlike the living room, this bedroom looks much more modern.
The large bed chandelier, the cloakroom decorative painting, and the sofa projector, the sliding doors of the floor-to-ceiling windows were closed tightly, the light-colored curtains were opened, and the wooden balcony was empty, very deserted.
Such a large room is for guests, but it seems that no one has lived, otherwise there will be no spare toiletries.
Mu Wan, holding something, went into the bathroom barefoot.
Mu Wan simply rinsed, washed away the dust from her body, and washed away the tiredness. After taking a shower, she felt that her vision was transparent. Wiping his wet hair with a towel, Mu Wan looked around, only to find that there was no hair dryer.
Hair ends are still dripping, Mu Wan took the towel and wiped it again, wet hair spread out on her shoulders, Mu Wan went to get clothes ready to wear. As soon as his eyes touched the clothes, Mu Wan took a sigh of heat from his chest, and his face was hot again.
This dress was indeed worn by Liu Qianxiu, because she saw him wear it. Long linen and trousers made of cotton and linen, he was very well-dressed and thin and straight.
He took the clothes with his hands and felt the delicate cotton thread, which brought a small airflow when he picked it up, and Mu Wan smelled a light sandalwood.
The clothes were like him, with a taste of cold and abstinence.
Mu Wan took the gown and put it in from below like a T-shirt. Liu Qian, the long gown, fit well, but Mu Wan wore it very wide, hanging down to her thighs. The thin cloth rubbed against the skin, cold and rough, and Mu Wan was wrapped in sandalwood. As if she was touching something, she became uncontrollably hot.
Mu Wan folded her sleeves and felt that she was too hooligan. She patted her face and hurried out the door.
The bathroom was much hotter than the outside. Mu Wan went out and the air blew through. Her skin was tight, her ears were clean, and she heard the sound of water flowing in the kitchen.
"Liu Qianxiu." Mu Wan stood before the kitchen door and called out.
She took a bath quickly, Liu Qianxiu just came from the cat's room, and the kitchen had not been packed. He stood in front of the refrigerator and took two greens in his hands. The greens were wrapped in white paper, and the leaves were green and watery. After hearing Mu Wan's cry, Liu Qianxiu looked up.
Mu Wan wore a big shirt, she rolled up her sleeves, exposing two white arms. The shirt was long and covered a little above her knees, her calves straight and slender. Her eyes were very bright, as if the fog was coming out, her eyes were a little bit ink, and her lips were a little bit sandy. Mu Wan looked at him and said, "I help you."
While talking, she came over and took the vegetables from Liu Qianxiu's hands, leaving a light freesia fragrance.
The vegetables had just been taken out of the refrigerator, with some coldness, Mu Wan took the white paper and tore open, and the neatly arranged small vegetables rolled out. Mu Wan turned on the tap and put the vegetables in the sink.
She is not short, but she has a slender skeleton and looks at the small one, hiding under her shirt. There is plenty of sunshine outside the window, and her black hair will not dry. In the quiet kitchen, there is only the sound of clear water.
Her shoulders moved slightly, and after a short while, she lifted her wet hands and curled her hair aside with her dry wrists.
But this was futile, and soon the hair fell underneath.
She seemed to be in a hurry, pulling her hand from the sink, and then she was about to push her shirt. At the moment when she went up, she seemed to remember something, her action stopped abruptly, Mu Wan turned her head and looked at Liu Qianxiu, Q: "Is there paper? I want to tie my hair up and keep falling down. I'm not comfortable."
Next to the refrigerator, the man was long and slender. He looked at her calmly, moved slightly, closed the refrigerator door, and walked to her.
"Give me rubber bands," Liu Qian repaired.
With his eyes lifted, Mu Wan saw Liu Qianxiu's unchanged face. Wei Yan's eyebrow gradually relaxed, she took off the black rubber band on her wrist and put it in his hand. After laying down, she was a little uncertain, but she was also a little excited, looked up at him, and asked, "Will you stick?"
She has a lot of hair. Even though she is not completely dry, she still has thick black hair. Liu Qianxiu glanced at the slightly curly hair ends and said, "I try."
The heartbeat gradually became disordered, Mu Wan's lips were closed, and he turned around, leaving the whole back to him.
His movements were very neat. Mu Wan held her hands by the washing pool, and the cool marble passed into her palm. Mu Wan felt her hair pinched by a man. During the movement, his fingertips touched the root of her neck, warm. Crisp, Mu Wan's fingers twitched slightly.
On his body was his clothes, which fit his skin, and Mu Wan was a little confused. She lowered her head and turned her attention, and asked, "Who did you meet for dinner at night?"
"Family." Under the black hair, the woman's neck skin was delicate and fair, with a hint of pink.
"Well." She made an unknown voice.
The black hair was wrapped in rubber bands, as if hooping something, and then the hair trembled. Mu Wan felt her hair little by little. She looked at the sun outside the window, her vision gradually dim. For the first time, the two met at such an early time.
"Liu Qianxiu." The air was slightly heated by the sun, and Mu Wan's voice was a little soft.
"Um." The man responded.
"Can I have lunch with you in the future." Mu Wan asked.
The movements on the hand were slightly paused, and he pulled her hair out of the last black band of rubber bands. The movements were soft and clean, without a touch of tear.
Mu Wan turned around, and the two stood tall and low, facing each other. She looked up at him, her eyes bright, waiting for the answer.
He looked down, his voice low.
"Look at the time."
"Oh." It was still Liu Qianxiu's indifferent style, and Mu Wan's deep breath was dissipated.
Her hair was tied up, and her small face was completely exposed when she looked up. Everything was written on her face, and nothing could be hidden.
Liu Qianxiu's gaze rested on the rubber bands behind her hair, adding a hint.
"Look at your time."
Mu Wan suddenly looked up. When she looked up, the breath flowed. She looked at the man with a light eyebrow in front of her.
In addition to sandalwood, Mu Wan also smelled another flavor. It was a faint firework she had never smelled on him.