"No." Mu Wan shook her head. The first time she saw Liu Qianxiu wearing a suit, she didn't expect that Taoist Master Liu had a unique temperament in the suit. He should have just finished his work and rushed back.

Mu Wan walked over and said indifferently: "I have nothing to do by myself anyway."

She is alone, too.

When the woman approached, Liu Qianxiu lowered her eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Mu Wan was subconsciously stunned. The corridor was ventilated, and her hair was moving around her ears, scratching her cheeks, and itchy. Seeing Liu Qianxiu's gaze, Mu Wan carried the flower aside and looked down.

There were only the two of them in the empty corridor. The lights above the corridor were wide open, illuminating each other's faces. When she lowered her head, the flowers in her arms were trembling, making rustling sounds, and the fragrance of flowers followed.

"I was injured when I fell down in filming." After Mu Wan said that, she looked up and looked at the man's eyes through the flowers. Her dark eyes were still as deep as a cold pond, but it made her heart soft.

Mu Wan bent her knees a little and was about to say nothing happened when he heard a man ask.

"Does it hurt?"

Mu Wan bent her knees and stood up again. She looked up at Liu Qianxiu. The collapsed piece last night seemed to be built again because of these two words.

It was full of flowers lingering in the corridor.

Mu Wan laughed, her eyes shimmering.

"Yeah, it hurts."

Retracting his gaze, Liu Qianxiu pressed his finger on the fingerprint to lock the door, and the door opened in response to the sound. The man turned around and looked over and said in a deep voice.

"Come in."
Chapter completed!