Mu Wan finished the last shot. She was blown away 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 more beautiful, but after falling, she stood up with thick dust on her eyelashes. She knew that she must be as dirty as a refugee now.

After filming, Mu Wan went to the locker room to change her clothes. Before she went to find Liu Qianxiu, she went to the bathroom to clean her face. She looked up again. Her face in the mirror was like a freshly peeled egg, delicate and white. Under her long black eyebrows, her eyes were crystal clear, her nose was small, and her lips were a little red.

Although he didn't put on makeup, he was still beautiful. Mu Wan wiped two handfuls of water from his face and turned around and left the bathroom.

Liu Qianxiu's car parked outside the photography base. The weather rebounded today. It was already thirty degrees at 10 o'clock in the morning. Mu Wan seemed to be walking past the Flame Mountain and sweating quickly evaporated. When he arrived in front of the car, Mu Wan opened the door and saw Liu Qianxiu in the driver's seat.

The air conditioner in the car rushed towards her, and her eyes reflected the figure of a man, her body and her heart were also cool.

Mu Wan's eyes moved, she got into the car with a smile, and pulled up the seat belt.

She didn't wipe her face before leaving, and the damp air didn't feel dry. When she got into the car, the air conditioner blew the air conditioner, her skin felt a little tight. Mu Wan took out the moisturizer and lit it on her face a few times. The broken hair in her ear was wet with water, and she quietly and obediently pressed it against her cheeks. 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 this was different from the past. Something must have changed between the two. As for where the change had changed, she was now warmed up by the joy. She hadn't thought of it yet, but she felt sweet and cold in her heart, like eating a strawberry-flavored popsicle.

"Follow the way." Liu Qianxiu replied calmly.

"Oh." Mu Wan's throat had a gentle tail sound, light and long. She stretched out her slender fingers and applied the white lotion on her slightly scalded cheeks little by little.

She came to the crew at four o'clock in the morning and filmed for six hours. After getting in the car, her tense nerves and body relaxed. After applying lotion, she found a corner of the nest like a wandering wild cat, stretched out her slender body, leaned against the car window, and looked outside at the photography base where she was still photographing hot.

"Do you usually shoot like this?" The car started and shook slightly. Liu Qianxiu's voice seemed to come through the mountains and forests, with the coolness of dew.

"Yes, many supporting roles are like this, and in the end they can't escape death." Mu Wan withdrew her gaze, her eyes slightly raised, and said to Liu Qianxiu: "I have died countless times when I was filming. I have experienced all kinds of ways of dying, more than you, a doctor, have seen."

Her tone was filled with pride in her joy.

The car parked at a T-junction, and Liu Qianxiu turned on the left turn light. He looked at the joyful and proud in Mu Wan's eyes and asked in a deep voice: "Do you like being an actor?"

"That's not." Mu Wan shook her head, she thought for a while, and said, "I only have beauty. It's better to be an actor than to be an actor."

Liu Qianxiu glanced at her deeply, Mu Wan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she muttered guiltily: "Today I was covered by dust."

The red light turned green, Liu Qianxiu started the car, his side face was delicate in outline, his lips were pursed, and his expression was unanimous. The car turned left and entered the main road. He looked at the wide and flat road ahead and said lightly: "It's more profitable to be famous."

The street tree quickly retreated, the sky was high and the clouds were white. Mu Wan looked at Liu Qianxiu and licked her lower lip slightly. She withdrew her gaze, looked at the main road ahead, and said, "But then I can't find you every day. I want to get money quickly, and I want to live a stable life."

Liu Qianxiu's eyebrows and eyes slightly closed, and the voice of the woman in the car seemed to have not yet dissipated. He drove the car and did not speak anymore.

When she arrived at Liu Qianxiu's house, Mu Wan changed into slippers. She looked at Liu Qianxiu who was walking towards the bedroom. After hesitating for a moment, she spoke.

"Can I take a shower at your house?"

The man paused, turned around and looked at her.

Mu Wan looked back with his quiet eyes, her heartbeat gradually accelerated, and she explained: "I have been filming all the time in the morning, and I am not very comfortable."

After saying that, she also scratched her hair, tied her black and beautiful hair into a high ponytail, revealing her white and tender face outside. To be honest, her face is still cleaner now.

Liu Qianxiu didn't say anything. He turned around from the bedroom, walked to a room where Mu Wan had never entered, and unscrewed the door.

"There is a separate bathroom here," said Liu Qianxiu.

"Thank you." Seeing that he agreed, Mu Wan hurriedly walked inside. She asked while walking inside, "Do you have any bathing stuff?"

"No." Liu Qianxiu replied.

Mu Wan: “…”

"I'll get it." The two large bedrooms in the room were individually equipped with a bathroom and a bathroom, and there was no public one.

When Mu Wan heard Liu Qianxiu go to get it, he seemed to be touched by the wind on the grassland. What he should have used it. Does this mean that the two of them had indirect contact with each other?

Mu Wan's face became hot again.

Liu Qianxiu looked at her slightly red cheeks, her gaze fell on her slender shoulders. She was wearing a short black t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t

"Are you clothes?" Liu Qianxiu asked.

Mu Wan raised her head, her eyes trembled slightly.

Her face seemed to be redder, from the outline of her side face to the earlobe. I don’t know what she was thinking, but Mu Wan’s throat tightened a little.

"Hmm?" Mu Wan's tail sound rose, like a cat's tail swept, and her small teeth bit her lower lip. She said, "Do you have women's clothes here?"

"No." Liu Qianxiu said, "I'm the only one I have passed."

Only I have worn it.

"I want it." Mu Wan said.

Liu Qianxiu brought her clothes and various bathing items, and Mu Wan carried her arms into the room. Liu Qianxiu's house was large, and the second bedroom was also large, which was different from Mu Wan's imagination. The second bedroom was decorated very well, and it was light gray tones like the living room. But unlike the living room, this bedroom looked much more modern.

The large bed chandeliers, cloakroom decorative paintings, sofa projectors, sliding doors of floor-to-ceiling windows are tightly closed, light-colored gauze curtains are opened, and the wooden balcony is empty and very deserted.

Such a large room is for guests, but no one seems to have lived in it, otherwise there wouldn’t be even spare toiletries.

Mu Wan walked into the bathroom with her stuff in her arms.

Mu Wan simply rinsed it off the dust on her body and also washed away the fatigue. After taking a shower, she felt that her vision was clear. She wiped her wet hair with a towel. Mu Wan looked around and found that there was no air duct.

The ends of the hair were still dripping. Mu Wan wiped it with a towel again, and the wet hair spread across her shoulders. Mu Wan went to get the clothes to prepare to wear them. The moment her eyes touched the clothes, Mu Wan took a breath of heat in her chest and her face became hot again.

This outfit was indeed worn by Liu Qianxiu because she saw him wearing it. He wore it very well-tailored, making for his thin and upright figure.

After holding the clothes in his hand, the delicate cotton thread feel of the tentacles was brought with it a little airflow when he picked it up. Mu Wan smelled a light sandalwood.

The clothes were also like him, with a cold and abstinent smell.

Mu Wan took a long gown and put it in from under like a T-shirt. Liu Qianxiu's long gown fits well, but Mu Wan's clothes were very wide, and she drooped under her thighs. The thin fabric rubbed against the skin, and it was cold and rough. Mu Wan was wrapped in sandalwood, as if she was touching something, and she became uncontrollably hot.

Mu Wan rolled up her sleeves and felt that she was too hooligan. She patted her face and hurried out.

The bathroom was much hotter than outside. When Mu Wan went out, the air conditioner blew over and her skin tightened and her ears were clean. She heard the sound of water flowing in the kitchen.

"Liu Qianxiu." Mu Wan stood in front of the kitchen door and shouted.

She took a shower quickly. Liu Qianxiu had just come from the cat room and had not packed up the things in the kitchen. He stood in front of the refrigerator and took two handfuls of vegetables in his hand. The vegetables were wrapped in white paper, and the leaves exposed were green and watery. After hearing Mu Wan's scream, Liu Qianxiu looked up.

Mu Wan was wearing a big shirt. She rolled up her sleeves and exposed two white arms. The shirt was very long, covering her knees a little, and her calves were straight and slender. Her eyes were bright, like a mist spreading away, with a little ink on her eyes and a little sand on her lips. Mu Wan looked at him and said, "I'll help you."

While speaking, she came over and took the vegetables from Liu Qianxiu's hand, leaving a light fragrance of freesia.

The vegetables were just taken out of the refrigerator, and with some coldness, Mu Wan tore them apart with white paper, and the neatly tidied vegetables rolled out. Mu Wan turned on the faucet and put the vegetables into the vegetable washing pond.

She is not short, but her skeleton is slender. She looks at the small one and hides under her shirt. The sun is full of sunshine outside the window, and her black hair cannot be dried. In the quiet kitchen, there is only the crisp sound of water flowing.

Her shoulders were moving slightly, and after a while, she raised her wet hands and used her dry wrist to lift her hair aside.

But this was a little futile, and soon the hair fell down again.

She seemed a little anxious, pulled her hand away from the washbasin, and then rubbed her shirt. As soon as she rubbed it on, she seemed to remember something, and her movements stopped abruptly. Mu Wan turned around, looked at Liu Qianxiu, and asked, "Is there any paper? I want to tie my hair up, but it always falls down, I feel uncomfortable."

Next to the refrigerator, the man was slender. He looked at her calmly, paused his movements, closed the refrigerator door, and walked to her side.

"Give me the rubber band." Liu Qian practiced.

With her eyes raised, Mu Wan saw Liu Qianxiu's face with a constant expression. Her slightly frown brow gradually stretched out. She took off the black rubber band on her wrist and placed it in his hand. After putting it down, she was a little uncertain, but she was a little excited. She looked up at him and asked, "Can you thorn?"

She had a lot of hair, and even though she hadn't dried all, she was still thick and black. Liu Qianxiu glanced at the slightly curled ends of her hair and said, "I'll give it a try."

My heartbeat gradually became disordered. Mu Wan opened her lips and turned her head, leaving the entire back to him.

He moved very neatly. Mu Wan supported her hands by the vegetable sink, and the cool marble was transmitted into her palm. Mu Wan felt her hair being lifted by the man. During the movement, his fingertips touched her neck, which was warm and numb, and Mu Wan curled up slightly.

He was wearing his clothes, which fitted his skin. Mu Wanxin was a little confused. She lowered her head, diverted her attention, and asked, "Who did you have dinner together tonight?"

"Family." Under the black hair, the woman's neck skin was delicate and fair, with a faint sense of pinkness.

"Hmm." She made an unknown sound.

The black hair was wrapped in the rubber band, as if it was tying some circle around it, and then the hair was trembling. Mu Wan felt her hair tied up bit by bit. She looked at the sun outside the window, and her vision gradually became blurred. This was the first time that the two met at such an early time.

"Liu Qianxiu." The air was a little hotter by the sun, and Mu Wan's voice was a little soft.

"Yes." The man responded softly.

"Can I have lunch with you in the future?" Mu Wan asked.

The movements on his hands were slightly paused, and he pulled her hair out of the last circle of black rubber bands. The movements were gentle and clean, without any tingling feeling.

Mu Wan turned around, and the two stood face to face, one high and one low. She looked straight at him, her shiny eyes waiting for the answer.

He looked back with his eyes down, his voice low.

“See the time.”

"Oh." It was still Liu Qian's cold style, and the tone that Mu Wanshen mentioned suddenly dissipated.

Her hair was tied up, and when she raised her head, her little face was completely exposed. Her thoughts were written on her face, and she could not hide any thoughts.

Liu Qianxiu's eyes remained on the rubber band behind her hair and added lightly.

“See your time.”

Mu Wan raised her head suddenly. When she looked up, her breath flowed. She looked at the man with light eyebrows in front of her, and the sandalwood lingered on the tip of her nose, calm and far.

In addition to sandalwood, Mu Wan also smelled another smell. This was a faint fireworks that she had never smelled on him before.

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