Chapter 31:

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Early morning breeze rose, with the sweetness of vegetation. Mu Wan's ears were weak and he looked up at the man. He was also looking at her, the same and different from the past.
It turns out that the two love each other, even the other person's eyes are sweet.
Mu Wan grabbed Liu Qianxiu's robe and got some cold air on her hands. The breathing in her throat was hot, and she stomped toward his lips.
"Then I want to kiss ..."
She hadn't kissed him yet, and Liu Qianxiu looked up, and put her head in his arms. His ears were against his chest, and his heartbeat burst. The man's voice came through the conch shell, and the echoes made her numb.
"Qing Zen is here."
Mu Wan hugged his slender waist with his hands, his face was hot and stuffy, but he laughed lowly.
Qing Chan was afraid that Mu Wan couldn't find Master Qiang, and after he lowered the broom, he hurried to follow him, but he walked slowly with his short legs, and when he came over, he saw that Master Qiang had held Mu Wan's sister again in.
Brother Qin ’s calm look seemed to cope with this situation. Also, it happened again last night. It can be seen that Sister Mu Wan was often hugged by Brother Qin.
The young boy stood still, and the cloth shoes were stained with mud. He was small and cute, and asked, "Is the sister upset again?"
The woman in her arms chuckled and bit his shoulder. The small teeth were slightly occluded, soft and waxy. Liu Qian repaired his throat slightly, looked up at Qing Chan, and said, "No, just want me to hold me."
The teeth on the shoulders are biting harder.
The world of Qing Zen is too small. I do n’t know why Mu Wan ’s older age still likes to stick to Master Qian. After all, he thinks that only children like him can stick to people, and adults need to coax to sleep.
But since it's okay, Qing Zen was relieved and looked up to Liu Qian and said, "Master, I'm hungry."
Qing Zen first returned to the Taoist concept, and his steps gradually drifted away. Mu Wan got up from Liu Qianxiu's arms. Looking back at Qing Zen, the little guy's back has disappeared, Mu Wan turned back and looked up at Liu Qianxiu. His face was red and red, but his mouth was still hard.
"I want you not only to hold you, but also to kiss you ..."
Before she finished speaking, the man supported her cheeks with both hands, her palms were dry and cool, and Mu Wan's red lips were slightly opened, watching the man bow his head and kiss down.
Her mouth was not hard at all, very soft and hot, like ripe peaches, red hearts, and sweet and juicy.
Immediately after the kiss, Mu Wan couldn't stand anymore. Liu Qianxiu looked down at her, his eyes darkened. He looked at the corners of her watery eyes and lips that had not been closed, and her voice was low and hoarse.
"What else do you want?"
As if the consciousness was taken away from her body, her body was numb, and Mu Wan could not feel other body sensations, and there was the temperature of the man's lip corner on her lips. She looked up at him, her throat hair was dry, and finally she trembled.
"I still want breakfast."
Eyes lifted slightly, Liu Qian fixedly looked at her, his deep eyes gradually cleared, he hummed with his throat, reached out and rubbed her hair, holding her hand.
Crossing his fingers, his fingers gathered, the man walked and said, "Well, what do you want to eat?"
In the end, the sun did not jump out of the skyline, and the overcast clouds were finely woven. When it was so heavy that it couldn't hold the sky, it became raindrops.
Into August, the fall is about to start, and the rain is not as strong as in July. The fine rain silk was like a crystal curtain falling from the dark sky to the ground, washing the slate in the yard clean.
The incense burner in the center of the courtyard was extinguished, the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain was not blocked, and the wind came in, with the wet rain, cool and refreshing.
Mu Wan was sitting on a futon, holding a book in one hand and supporting her cheek in one hand, looking out. She sat opposite Liu Qianxiu, and Liu Qianxiu sat next to Qing Zen. Three of them were at the corner of the table.
After having breakfast, Mu Wan hadn't had time to communicate with Liu Qianxiu Qingqing and me. Brother Qingzen urged Brother Qianxian to come to the main hall for morning classes. Brothers don't know much about literacy, but fortunately, they like to listen to the allusions in Sun Tzu's Art of War. Back and forth, Mu Wan learned all thirty-six schemes.
Their teachers and brothers took morning classes, and she also took the novel to make fun, sweet and greasy Su Chongwen. The hero and heroine shared their hearts, and the interaction was sweet.
Look at Liu Qianxiu again, his brow is light, his face is cold, and he looks down at the book in his hand. She was sitting opposite him, but he was unheard of.
He clearly said in the morning that he wanted to give him what he wanted, and what he wanted to give him ... Now Liu Daochang has nothing to do with these two sentences.
Mu Wan retracted her gaze and glanced at Qing Chan. The little boy held his cheeks in his hands and listened to Master Qian's story.
Turning the page of the novel in hand, Mu Wan looked down, her eyes slightly raised. From the moment she sat down, she was barefoot and had just crossed her legs. As soon as I took it out of my leg, the air felt cold.
She stood still, her legs stretched, her toes tentative, and eventually she touched somewhere with temperature.
"Here is ..." The voice of the opposite lecture was abrupt.
Mu Wan lowered her head, her lips slightly hooked, and her toes scratched twice on his knees. Bai Shengsheng's toes, painted with red cardan, are cute and charming.
"And then? Brother, then?" Qingchan didn't notice it, and Xiaolian eagerly looked at Liu Qianxiu, urging.
Liu Qianxiu lifted his eyes, and the lips of the woman on the opposite side were slightly raised. At the same time, the toes moved twice, and itchy.
"Then ..." Liu Qianxiu looked back and placed on the book to continue speaking. At the same time, he reached out and held the two less honest feet on his leg.
The man's palms were dry and slightly hot, holding her hardly, but he seemed to hold her door. The numbness fluttered from the soles of the feet to the apex, Mu Wan's heart trembled, and she looked up anxiously, unable to help but whispered.
"Hey."
She didn't break free, and the eyes of the two brothers were all betting on her. Mu Wan became hot all around and met Liu Qianxiu's eyes, her eyes locked. She pumped her feet and motioned his eyes to let go.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Qingchan asked with concern.
"I ..." Mu Wan supported her hands on the short table, trying to keep her body balanced, her face was hot, and she had a cold sweat, looking at Liu Qianxiu, "I want to ..."
"She's cold." Liu Qianxiu said lightly.
Mu Wan struggled to move, and the man put a hand on her foot and changed position. The soles of the original cold feet, because the palms of men gradually became hot.
He was warming her feet.
The corner of Mu Wan's lips couldn't help rising.
"Ah? Would you like to change your shoes ..." Qing Chan said, and his head was drilled a little short, ready to watch.
Before he got into it, Liu Qianxiu straightened his body with his hands. Liu Qianxiu looked down at the book and said to Qing Chan, "No, it's hot now."
Is it just a blink of an eye? Qing Zen was unbelievable, and he looked back at Mu Wan. Mu Wan looked at the little boy's clear eyes, and the temperature of the soles of his feet was transmitted to the whole body, making her faint agitated.
"Well. It's hot." Mu Wan looked down and read a book, her voice was sweet and dumb.
"That's good." Qing Zen reassured and continued listening.
The sandalwood of the main hall bursts with white smoke, lingering in front of the enshrined deities, with a sense of sacredness. Mu Wan looked up at Liu Qianxiu, who was still speaking to Qing Zen, and his expression was still quiet and peaceful. Mu Wan moved slightly and smiled.
The male and female masters in the book are intimate and sweet, but the sweetness of other people's love is not worth the slightest star she can feel now.
The rain drained all day, and so did they all day. Breakfast, morning class, lunch, Qingxiu, supper, Qingxiu ... very boring, but Mu Wan found a lot of fun.
Liu Qianxiu is still cold and abstinent. His performance is the same as usual, but he is a bit more suspicious than usual. In one sentence, one action makes Mu Wan be impatient.
After dinner, the Qingchen biological clock rang, listening to the sound of rain and stories, and soon fell asleep on the table. It rained for a day and gradually stopped. There was a ticking rain on the edge of the window, and in the Taoist temples of Sandalwood, there was silence.
Liu Qianxiu stood up holding Qing Zen. Qing Chan did not sleep well, and after being hugged, he woke up. Seeing Liu Qianxiu, the little furry head slaps in his arms twice, calling out his brother.
"I'll coax him to sleep." Liu Qianxiu bowed his head and Mu Wan said.
The Taoist light is light orange. On a rainy night, a man in a robe is holding a young boy in a robe. The picture is cut by the light, with a thick film filter, lonely and high-level.
"Okay." Mu Wan nodded, looking up and sending the two away.
It is not easy for Qing Zen to fall asleep. This is Mu Wan's experience summarized today. Although the allusion is interesting, Mu Wan heard both of them watching and falling asleep, but Qing Zen still had bright eyes and full of energy.
She was right, after a quarter of an hour, the book in her hand turned a few pages, and Liu Qianxiu still did not return. Mu Wan's feet had been collected and she sat cross-legged to keep her warm. But his temperature is not as hot as a man. I usually touch him, her body is cool and dry, but when she warms her, she is warm.
The temperature and delicate touch of the man were left on his feet, and Mu Wan's heart was slightly itchy, and his face was gradually colored.
How does he feel? Will it be the same as her?
She claims that she is not thin, but in the field of love for men and women that she has never touched on, she has a rare innocence. Mu Wan pinched the corner of the book, her fingertips were dusted.
After waiting another quarter of an hour, the door of the side hall opened, and Liu Qianxiu stepped out and saw Mu Wan waiting for him in the main hall. She put her arms on the short table, and looked forward on her stomach. After seeing him, her little head was lifted from the short table, her eyes clear.
It was false to say that Liu Qianxiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he got up and walked to the main hall.
"He is asleep?" Mu Wan looked up at Liu Qianxiu and asked.
"Um." Liu Qianxiu walked to the lower side and sat down, without the woman stretching her leg.
He lifted his eyes, and the woman on the other side lay on the short table again, like a soft and boneless snake demon, slender and slender. She looked up at him, her voice soft and sweet.
"I'm sleepy too," she said, yawning slightly, her eyes filled with water mist, and glittering.
The book was not put down, Liu Qianxiu looked up at her and said, "Go to sleep."
The woman's eyelids narrowed slightly and hummed twice, and her slender fingers gently touched the corner of the book on his hand, her voice soft and soft.
"I want you to sleep, too."
Her words came to an end, like white smoke diffused from a censer, Liu Qianxiu's eyes moved slightly. She looked up at him, waiting for his answer, her eyes narrowed because of sleepiness.
A pair of beautiful eyes, black and white, clearly clear and bright, but with some indescribable magic inside.
"OK." Liu Qianxiu agreed.
Mu Wan laughed. She straightened up from the short table and was about to get up, and Liu Qianxiu had already walked to her side and hugged her horizontally.
Mu Wan said "Oops", looked at him inconceivably, his heartbeat accelerated. The man looked down at her, his lips twitched slightly, and his voice was better than the sound of rain.
"It's about to coax now."
Being held out, Mu Wan's face fell into tiny drizzle, as if it started to fall again. She looked up at the sky, and the night sky washed by the rain was not a little starry, but it was darker and purer.
Mu Wan hugged Liu Qianxiu's neck with both hands, leaned on his chest, and smiled sweetly.
The night hall where Mu Wan lived did not turn on the lights. As soon as the door was opened, some of the lights in the main hall were missing at the door.
This is his room. He made his way through the car lightly. When he found the bed, he put Mu Wan on it. Putting down Mu Wan, Liu Qianxiu wanted to let go. At this moment, Mu Wan's hands holding his neck increased his strength and hugged him.
The two eyes met and flowed in the night, as if a flint stone struck a thin layer of Mars, and suddenly, the hazy night became ambiguous.
She hugged him, he looked at her, the air was like a tight cloth, and any small movement could tear it apart.
His gaze was light, and Liu Qianxiu's tone remained motionless.
"I should be going."
"Why?" He was hard, she was soft, she crooked her head and looked at him with a smile, quietly, "Why go?"
The man's eyes tightened.
Mu Wan didn't let go, she held him, her voice sounded like a fluffy claw, soft, but sharp.
"Liu Qianxiu, I want it, do you give it to me?"
As soon as she spoke, the dark night sky split a lightning. He wore a robe, like a fairy warned by the heavens before breaking the ring. His abstinence was cold and tempting.
The man's throat knot moved slightly.