There was a knock on the door outside the door. Liu Qianxiu let go of the mouse at hand. The computer screen in front of him was lit, and the files on the page were densely filled with data and text.

The room was turned on, quiet and bright. The floor-to-ceiling windows on the balcony were wide open. Liu Qianxiu got up and pulled open the chair, walked to the door, and opened the door.

The door was heading towards the balcony. As soon as the air opened, the air was convective and the air conditioning in the room rushed towards her. The heat on Mu Wan's face was blown away, and at the same time, it also blew away the alcohol on her body.

Her skin was white, and when her face turned red, she was pink. The faint pink color looked like blush, covering her entire face lightly, like a newly ripe peach. Below the peach, there was a little red honey on her lips, which was tempting.

"Liu Qianxiu~" Mu Wan raised her head and called him, her eyes curled, and the stars inside were shining.

His eyes were quiet and unwavering. Liu Qianxiu looked down at her. The faint fragrance of wine wrapped around the fragrance of women. Even the wind blowing in the floor-to-ceiling window could not dissipate. He spoke, his voice was low.

"Do you want to drink water?"

Her throat was burning with fire. After Liu Qianxiu reminded her, Mu Wan noticed that she stuck out her tongue and licked her lower lip, saying, "You want it."

Liu Qianxiu opened his body sideways and moved apart from the door. Mu Wan's gaze was clear. At first glance, she walked in with the air conditioner blown by the wind.

Liu Qianxiu's room is similar to hers, except that hers is a standard room, and his one is a large bed room. The same bathroom, TV, desk, floor-to-ceiling windows and large balcony. The large bed in the large bed room is always smaller than the two beds in the standard room, so a long washbasin is built between the bathroom and the large bed.

The room was cold and empty, clean and tidy, and the original warmth and fireworks disappeared the moment Liu Qianxi, who was so innocent and had no desires, entered the door. He looked calm and indifferent, but in fact he was extremely strategic. Everything he had been to, every place he had been to, and even people he had come into contact with could be purified by him and contaminated with some pure mood.

The kettle and cup were on the desk, the long wooden desk extended from the corner of the wall next to the floor-to-ceiling window to the bedside table. The style was different from the one in her room, and he should have brought it himself.

There was half-warm boiling water in the kettle, and Liu Qianxiu picked it up and poured it into a cup. The clean glass was like a milk cup, with a slender body and a little thick bottom. The cup was gradually filled with water. Mu Wan listened to the slight sound of pouring water and Liu Qianxiu under the light. Her eyes moved, her body gradually became hot, and she took a step forward and said, "I'll do it myself."

The liquor was full of energy. After Mu Wan stood for a while, she forgot her sense of balance. When her body tilted, Mu Wan snorted lightly and opened her hand to grab a point of focus.

When a person falls, he is very strong and may pull the focus point down. But the one Mu Wan is holding is not there, and he remains unmoved, and the water in the cup of water in his hand has not spilled out half of it.

Mu Wan grabbed the corner of Liu Qianxiu's clothes.

She lowered her head slightly, her heartbeat hitting her eardrums, and her earlobes were hot. The texture of cotton and linen on her hands was a little hard, but it was not as hard as the man under her clothes.

The air conditioner gradually melted by the temperature on her body.

Mu Wan looked up at Liu Qianxiu, and he also looked down at her. Mu Wan's eyelashes trembled, as if she was stabbed by the light. She withdrew her gaze from looking at Liu Qianxiu, stood on tiptoe, grabbed the corner of Liu Qianxiu's clothes, and went to the cup, drank it a few times like a kitten.

The dry lips were wet, and they all went to the throat. Mu Wan's body was terrible hot, while the man around her seemed to be cold. She moved her tongue slightly, then looked up at Liu Qianxiu.

The air was full of quiet, with only the rustling sound of clothes rubbing together.

Mu Wan looked at Liu Qianxiu, her lips moved slightly, and her arms gradually stretched out from the corner of Liu Qianxiu's clothes. Finally, she surrounded the man's narrow and strong waist.

"You... are so cold~" Mu Wan murmured.

The eyes were hazy, and the heat squirted against the man's cold and slender neck. Mu Wan smiled, and she leaned over and pressed her face on it.

Almost the moment she put it on, the cold and cold intersected, and Mu Wan's body shrank a little in Liu Qianxiu's arms. The delicate and cold skin felt relieved her heat, and Mu Wan was a little tired. She hugged the man and her body gradually leaned back, but she did not fall down.

The man is like a Buddha statue, still standing still.

Mu Wan raised her eyes, frowned slightly, and there was a hint of grievance in her tone.

"I'm going to lie down."

As soon as I spoke, the smell of alcohol was everywhere.

Liu Qianxiu looked down at Mu Wan, who was obviously drunk, and pursed his lips and lowered the cup at his hand. The thick glass bottom touched the wooden table, making a dull sound. Mu Wan's body lost balance, she was bullied, and her back was sunk in the soft bed, and there were also the hands of the man who had been sunk in the same place on her ears.

He held his body and hung it on her body, although there was no contact, and the moment he bullied him down, Mu Wan was suddenly surrounded by the smell on his body.

My body became hot again.

The two were not far away. Mu Wan looked at the man's lips, and her body seemed to melt. Her lips trembled slightly, and her throat was blocked by heat.

The woman in her arms was as pretty as water, her cheeks were light pink, her eyes were shining, and her eyes were staring straight at him. Liu Qianxiu supported her hands on her side, looked down at her eyes, and did not move.

The two seemed to be confronting each other. After a while, the man on his body spoke first. He sighed softly and said calmly: "You were drunk last time, that's not the case."

Mu Wan's pupils shrank slightly.

He raised his hand and held the woman's hand on his waist and put it down. Liu Qianxiu picked up Mu Wan and put it on the bed. Mu Wan lay flat on the soft big bed, and the body gradually cooled down. The man beside him said in a deep voice: "You sleep for a while."

After saying that, he turned off the lights in the room, got up and walked to the desk. He turned on the desk lamp next to the desk, and the small desk lamp lights were scattered, covering him instantly.

He pulled open his chair and sat down, continuing to read the unfinished documents.

The alcohol in the body began to ferment, the figure of the man in his sight became more and more hazy, but Mu Wan became more and more awake, and his head was dull.

Drinking to make the cowards brave. She has courage, lust and seduction, but the man refuses.

The man under the aperture of the desk light, with a serious expression, a cold temperament, and his slender and beautiful fingers were lit back and forth on the mouse, with his eyes focused.

A lonely lamp, a book, an immortal...

The immortal has no emotions and desires. He may be moved by the ordinary heart, but it is not now, and it is not necessarily her. The heat of her body fades, and Mu Wan gradually feels a little chilled.

She shrank slightly.

Liu Qianxiu next to him noticed it and looked up. The woman's eyes on the bed were closed, and her little face under her black hair had turned white. She closed her eyes and her bright red lips were pursed tightly. The outline of her body under the quilt curled up into a small ball.

Liu Qianxiu got up, walked to the door and turned off the central air conditioner.

The air conditioning in the room gradually disappeared, and a warm wind blew out of the floor-to-ceiling window, with a wet and damp moisture. It was cloudy in the afternoon, as if it was going to rain.

Mu Wan was discouraged and hugged in the quilt, her consciousness gradually became empty, and she really fell asleep like that.

In the room, the shallow breathing gradually deepened, accompanied by the wind of the branches outside the window.

Her eyes left the computer screen and landed on the woman on the bed. She fell asleep, but she was not very happy. She put her hands outside and grabbed the quilt, and her eyebrows were slightly frowning.

Liu Qianxiu looked at it for a while and the wind became louder, bringing the smell of wet rain. He came back to his senses and looked out the window.

He got up from the chair and moved very little, and the silence and tranquility in the room were not broken at all. Liu Qianxiu walked to the balcony, and the tiny raindrops blew over with the wind.

It's raining.

After closing the floor-to-ceiling window, Liu Qianxiu returned to the room. He glanced at the woman on the bed, and showed no sign of waking up. Retracted his gaze, Liu Qianxiu got up and left the room.

When Mu Wan woke up, it was six o'clock in the morning.

The headache caused by the hangover made her wake up and get up. Her little face wrinkled together, and after a snorting, her body turned around.

She is used to living in a single bed, and when she turns over, her legs will be placed on the edge of the bed, but today she doesn't.

Mu Wan opened her eyes. She seemed to have not yet sobered up, and her mind was still replaying yesterday's memories. The memories flashed back, and Mu Wan sat up from the bed.

It was raining outside, it was gloomy and the curtains could not be seen through. The room was empty, with only a small desk lamp and a notebook that had been turned off, without Liu Qianxiu.

Almost in an instant, Mu Wan thought about what happened after she fell asleep yesterday. She was lustful and failed to lure her, and occupied the magpie's nest. In order to avoid suspicion, Master Liu opened another room.

Mu Wan was rejected, and her mood was as bad as today's weather. She was drunk yesterday, but she was awake today. Mu Wan didn't have a long time ago. She took out her cell phone and sent a text message to Liu Qianxiu. The meaning was probably that she was drunk yesterday, thank him for taking her in, and I'm sorry for causing him such trouble.

After sending the text message, Mu Wan did not stay and went back to his room. In the room, Gao Mei was no longer there and only left a breakfast coupon on the table.

Work started at 7 o'clock this morning, and it was already past six o'clock and there was not much time to eat. Muwan went to the restaurant and ate something casually, and then asked the waiter to get her a cup of soy milk.

The soy milk was packed in a paper cup and had a seal. Mu Wan inserted a straw into the elevator while drinking. The elevator went down and soon arrived at the first floor. When Mu Wan walked out of the elevator, he saw the flow of people at the door.

There were reporters, staff, and bodyguards in black. A group of people circled around outside, and the stars surrounded the man in the middle like the moon.

That was a short-haired woman.

The woman wore a black vest on the upper body and a light brown silk skirt on the lower body, revealing half of her slender waist and a graceful figure. She lowered her head slightly, raised her eyes, and a tear mole on the corner of her right eye.

She stood in the middle of the crowd, her expression had not changed much, and she seemed to have been used to this feeling of being sought after. She had a faint red paint on her lips, and the corners of her lips were polite and raised, elegant and intellectual.

Mu Wan withdrew her gaze and passed by the crowd.

A woman flashed across the corner of her eyes, which was too dazzling. Mu Qing raised her eyes slightly, and she glanced briefly to the side, just looking at the side of the woman who was sucking soy milk.

She looked straight ahead with a calm expression, not even looking at her.

In the magnificent hall, the two people crossed like parallel lines, and did not intersect before and would not intersect in the future.

"Miss Mu~" Mu Wan was stopped by a familiar voice before she walked out of the hall.

The teeth bit the straw, Mu Wan turned around, and after seeing that only Xiao Tan herself was clearly visible, she let go of her teeth and smiled at him.

"Director Xiao."

Xiao Tan is 37 years old this year, but he doesn't look like him. He has the elegance and gentleness unique to successful people, and looks like he is in his early thirties.

"Just call me Dr. Xiao." Xiao Tan smiled, looked at the soy milk in her hand, and said with a smile: "Don't have time to eat?" Mu Wan replied after just about to drink it. Xiao Tan immediately said: "Ah, yes, you slept in Qianxiu's room yesterday."

Mu Wan choked in her mouth with a mouthful of soy milk. She coughed a little, looked up at the smile at the corner of Xiao Tan's eyes, and her face was choked red. She let go of the straw, Mu Wan said, "I got drunk yesterday, Dr. Liu took care of me."

Xiao Tan looked at her quietly, her eyes were easy-going and warm. He was very polite. He didn't interrupt when he heard Mu Wan's speech, and his expression seemed to believe her explanation very much. It was very comfortable to get along with such a person.

After Mu Wan finished speaking, Xiao Tan smiled and said, "I know, Qian Xiu didn't sleep in the room yesterday. I happened to see him when he went to open the room. Qian Xiu is a gentleman."

His words seemed to bring Mu Wan, who was turning into a dead corner, out of the corner.

"The hospital car is here, Qian Xiu is still waiting for me in the hospital, so I'll leave first." After Xiao Tan and Mu Wan said hello, they stood up and went out of the revolving door. Outside the door, the assistant handed him a stack of documents. He reached out to take it, and his every move was elegant.

Mu Wan looked at Xiao Tan's back, and cut into the perspective of what he had just spoken, and figured out what happened yesterday.

Liu Qianxiu left last night, not necessarily because she refused her. It was just that she was drunk and had no sense of consciousness. He was a gentleman and didn't want to take advantage of her danger.

Bitting the straw, Mu Wan's lips gradually opened up with a smile.

It was raining in Wencheng. The raindrops were not heavy, but they were fine and fine. They brushed down and could soak the person through in a few minutes.

The crew does not need to follow the direction of the script. For example, it rains today, Mu Wan filmed a scene before her death.
To be continued...