The man's arms were filled with alcohol and sandalwood smell, as if some precepts were broken, and the sky was clear and the clouds were clear. She lay in his arms, looking at the breeze and bright moon, and her hair moved slightly in her ears. Mu Wan heard a steady and powerful heartbeat, pounding her eardrums.

Heartbeat is not just her heartbeat.

She heard what he had just said, Mu Wan raised her eyes and opened her eyes to him, her bright eyes, her hunched cheeks, and her slightly opened red lips.

"Liu Qianxiu..." Her voice was trembling.

"Yeah." He replied shallowly.

Perhaps because of the development that was too satisfactory, Mu Wan's eyes were blurred, the man's voice echoed in his ears, and everything became unreal. Before she could move, Liu Qianxiu took her hand and pressed it on his chest.

The man's heart was beating in her palm, and Mu Wan's throat was slightly dry.

Liu Qianxiu held her hand as if holding the Word in his heart. He placed her hand on his heart. Her expression moved slightly and gradually became clear.

The Taoist temple was pure, and there were occasional insects, but the bodies of the two men became noisy.

"Junior brother." The sweet childish voice broke the hustle and bustle under the moon with some unwaking grievances.

The pause time seemed like a sudden rapid flow. Mu Wan was stunned. The heat in her body rushed to her cheeks. Her palms were pressed into the man's arms and ready to get up. Liu Qianxiu put the arm on her waist slightly, and her waist collapsed and fell back into his arms. Her hot cheeks were pressed against his chest. The man put his palms on the back of her head and hugged her in his arms.

"What's wrong?" Liu Qianxiu raised his eyes, and the woman in her arms no longer struggled besides the heat she breathed out.

"I woke up by nightmare." Qing Chan held the wooden door of the main hall with his little hands, his eyes drooped slightly, and said, "Junior brother, can you sleep with me?"

Qingchan is only seven years old this year. She looks calm and is actually just a child, afraid of darkness and nightmares. I have heard a lot of truths, but when the master is about to sleep, my master will accompany me. If the master is not here, I let my junior brother accompany me.

"Okay." Liu Qianxiu responded.

Before his body moved, the woman in his arms moved. She grabbed the corner of his clothes and clenched her hands.

Qingchan stood there waiting, his consciousness gradually became clear, and he also saw clearly the men and women in the main hall. The junior brother sat upright, and Sister Mu Wan was lying in his arms, and the two of them were leaning very close. Her thin shoulders were shaking slightly, and her slender fingers grabbed his clothes. Her little face was buried in his arms, under her thick black hair, only small ears were exposed.

It's red and bloody.

"What's wrong with sister?" Qing Chan was confused.

As he asked, Sister Mu Wan's ears turned redder again.

The person in his arms was already hot and ironed his skin through his thin clothes. Liu Qianxiu's eyes moved slightly, looking down at Mu Wan, and said in a deep voice, "She was a little uncomfortable after drinking some wine, so she was more clingy."

"Oh." Qing Chan seemed to understand but not understand, and just nodded.

Mu Wan's face was almost red, and her palm was covered in sweat.

Liu Qianxiu calmed down slightly, and his palm gently stroked the back of her head, like duckweed stroking the lake surface. The calm lake surface had a layer of fine and quiet ripples.

He lowered his head slightly, his lips reached the woman's ears, his body was still cold, but his words were extremely hot.

"I'll go and coax him to bed first, and I'll tell you when I come back."

After saying that, he stroked the woman's hair twice, and the hair slid between his fingers. Liu Qianxiu leaned her body on the short table and got up and went out.

"Let's go." Liu Qianxiu reached out and held Qingchan's hand.

With her arms pressed against her face, Mu Wan never looked up from beginning to end. She blushed violently, not sure if it was hot or drinking. She had to stay awake, and Liu Qianxiu had to talk to her.

Today he must make it clear, what kind of feelings he has, what kind of feelings he has, who he has, what kind of feelings he has, what kind of desire he has!

Under the green lamp, the woman is slim, she looks like a little demon who has experienced love for the first time, smiling at a loss and silly.

Qingchan had a nightmare and got up and talked to Liu Qianxiu for a while. After waking up, he became a little more difficult to fall asleep. Liu Qianxiu took some time to coax him to sleep. After coaxing him to sleep, he got up and closed the door and went to the main hall.

In the main hall, the smell of bayberry wine had not dissipated. Mu Wan was lying on the table, her cheeks opened, her eyes closed, her breathing was evenly symmetrical, and she was already asleep.

Xuan Qingzi drinks all year round, and the wine he brews is full of alcohol. He gets a little hot when he drinks a glass, not to mention that she drinks three glasses.

At night, the Taoist temple on the mountain was breeze cool. Liu Qianxiu stood in the main hall, looked up at the three statues of the gods in the center of the hall, breathed heavily, got up and hugged the woman.

The woman in her arms had a slender figure, as light as a piece of white feather. But it was this piece of white feather that stirred his heart. He tried to move as little as possible, and she slept soundly until she put it on the bed, and she didn't open her eyes.

There was no light on in the room, and the light from the main hall was coming in outside the window, and the gaze became slightly clearer. Liu Qianxiu stood in front of the bed, looking at her white and bright little face, and the Adam's apple moved slightly.

After a while, the man covered her thin quilt and got up and went out.

The stamina of bayberry wine is indeed great. She forced herself to keep her spirits, but she finally lost to alcohol. She was drunk and was obsessed with it. Even in her sleep, she still grabbed the man's clothes and asked him what the last sentence she said meant. Liu Qianxiu in the dream did not give her the answer, and Mu Wan woke up anxiously.

I opened my eyes and was sweating profusely. I looked out the window. There were still some dark shadows outside the window. The morning mist was dissipating in the Taoist temple, quiet and quiet, unlike the world. The air was a little cool. Mu Wan got up from the bed, took a coat and put it on, pushed the door and walked out.

Incense was lit on the desk of the main hall of the Taoist temple, and the lights were scattered, and white smoke lingered. The sound of sweeping the floor came from the door, and Mu Wan's eyes moved and he hurried out.

Qingchan took a broom and swept up the remaining leaves on the floor. The remaining leaves were rolled to his feet. He looked back and smiled when he saw Mu Wan. His cheeks, which became hot and red due to sweeping the floor, were cute and romantic.

"Sister, you're awake."

"Yeah." Mu Wan's legs rushed out were barely retracted. She looked at the cleaned ground and asked, "You swept this?"

There are no entertainment items in the Taoist temple. The little Taoist boy also reads and practices all day long in the Taoist temple. He goes to bed early at night and wakes up early during the day. He holds a broom in his little hand, and Qingchan squints chuckled and shook his head, saying, "Young brother sweeps it, I'll finish it."

With her eyes slightly opened, Mu Wan turned around and looked inside, and was sure that there was no one. She walked to Qingchan and leaned over and asked, "Where is your junior brother?"

"Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Qing Chan asked.

Inexplicably, Mu Wan didn't react. She was a little hangover, but it was not uncomfortable. She shook her head, smiled and touched the meatballs on the top of Chen Chan's head, and said, "Not uncomfortable."

"That's strange." Qing Chan said with a smile, "My junior brother said yesterday that you are uncomfortable and a little clingy. You are not uncomfortable in the morning, why are you still clingy?"

Old Mu Wan's face turned red, her eyes slightly raised, and her cheeks were a little hot. She couldn't look directly at Qingchan's clean and transparent eyes, and she said, "I'm not clingy."

"You were looking for your junior brother as soon as you got up." Qing Chan exposes it.

Mu Wan: “…”

Qingchan didn't understand why she blushed, and pointed to a path behind Lao Song and said, "My junior will go to the front of the cliff to practice in the early morning. You can go there to find him. He has been there for a while and should be back soon."

Since she was clinged to others, Mu Wan was not polite, and he squeezed Qingchan's meatballs again. The little guy said "Oh" and said soft and cute Q, not at all as calm as he was when he was just debating with her. She smiled and stood up and walked towards the path.

She easily forgets things when drinking, and can't remember that Liu Qianxiu said yesterday that she was clingy when she was uncomfortable. However, thinking about being in his arms yesterday, Mu Wan's face turned a little redder when he heard him and Qingchan say this.

There is a path behind Laosong, a narrow and long one, with unknown wild flowers and grass on the roadside. The fog was slightly cool in the morning, and Mu Wan was stained with some dew on his calves. There was only one path with no forks. Mu Wan kept walking forward. After walking for five minutes, her vision was cheerful. She saw Liu Qianxiu sitting cross-legged on the cliff.

He changed into a Taoist robe. The water-green robe was rough and wide, wrapped around the exquisite and upright man. The fog in the sky was shaking, and the fish belly was white. The sun was not yet rising, and the morning glow depicted the outline of the man, like a hidden master in landscape paintings, lonely, cold, noble, and ethereal fairy spirit.

His temperament is clear, so clear that it is integrated into nature, like a mountain and water between heaven and earth, without desire or desire.

Mu Wan was in a daze and his eyes moved slightly. When her mind was a little relieved, the man on the cliff turned around, with deep facial features, light eyebrows and eyes, and looked at her deeply with his side.

Mu Wan felt tempted, licked her lower lip slightly, got up and walked over.

Putting down the book in his hand, Liu Qianxiu stood up from the cushion, and the Taoist robe fell down in response to the sound, hanging down under his long legs, and tied around his waist, making the man look wide and thin and long legs, and his body proportions are excellent.

He watched Mu Wan gradually approach, his eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, and he always looked straight into her eyes. At first, she looked up at him, and finally, her eyes glanced at the futon on the cliff, with red ears.

"You got up so early." Mu Wan came back to his senses and looked at him and chatted first.

"Yes." Liu Qianxiu said, "The work and rest time of Qingxiu should be more regular than at home."

After the chat, he was as calm as ever, and the air was still cool. Even the man who had been practicing in front of the cliff for the morning was covered with cool mist.

Between heaven and earth, only Muwan is hot, not only hot, but also dry.

She cheered up and looked straight at him. Her eyes were shimmering and red eyes looked like a little demon who had just been bullied.

"I have a question to ask you." Mu Wan's thoughts turned and said, "I remember everything you said to me last night and what you did to me... I want to ask you, what did you mean yesterday?"

Her tone paused slightly, and the ending sound rose, making herself look more imposing. Mu Wan's eyes pounded, and she bit her lip, deepening her tone.

"You said you have feelings and desires, then are you affection or desires to me?"

The man's eyebrows drooped slightly, looking at her quietly, and she also stared at him tightly, her lips moving slightly, like melted garnet, bright red and moist, gorgeous and seductive.

He lowered his head and kissed him gently.

The soft lips touched each other, 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 left, the man's forehead gently pressed against hers, and he smiled and asked, "What do you want?"

He raised his eyes and looked at his smile, his heartbeat hitting his eardrums, Mu Wan's mind went blank. She wanted to say it, but couldn't say anything. She only knew to hold on to his Taoist robe, because the kiss just now made her body feel a little weak.

The man reached out to hug her, his arms wrapped around her waist, his eyes were dark and bright, and there was a smile on the corner of his lips, which made her heart move as it was the first time.

He lowered his head, his lips touched her ears, his voice as deep as water, like a clear spring striking, echoing in her ears.

"I will give it to you whether you want love or desire."

Mu Wan's heart exploded.

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