Incurable

Chapter 30

The man's arms were stained with the scent of wine and sandalwood, as if some precepts were broken, and the sky was clear and clear in a moment. She lay in his arms, looking at Qingfengmingyue, her ears moved slightly, Mu Wan heard a steady and powerful heartbeat, tapping her eardrums.

The heartbeat is not just the heartbeat of her alone.

She heard what he had just said, Mu Wan raised her eyes and looked at him with open eyes, bright eyes, red cheeks, and slightly opened red lips.

"Liu Qianxiu..." Her voice was shaking.

"Yeah." He said lightly.

Xu Shi's development was too satisfactory, Mu Wan's eyes were dim, the man's voice echoed in his ears, and everything became unreal. She didn't move, Liu Qianxiu took her hand and pressed it against his chest.

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

Liu Qianxiu shook her hand, like the Tao in his heart, he put her hand on his heart, her expression moved slightly and gradually became clear.

The Taoist temple is clean, and there are occasional insects, but the bodies of the two people are noisy.

"Junior Brother." The sweet voice of a child broke the hustle and bustle of the month with some unwake-up grievances.

The time of the pause was like a sudden torrent, Mu Wan was taken aback, the heat of her body rushed to her cheeks, her palm was placed in the man's arms, and she was about to get up. Liu Qianxiu slightly hooped the arm on her waist, and her waist collapsed and fell into his arms again. Hot cheeks pressed against his chest, and the man put his palm on the back of her head and hugged her in his arms.

"What's the matter?" Liu Qianxiu raised his eyes, and the woman in her arms had no more struggle except for the heat that came out of her breath.

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

Qing Chan is only seven years old this year and looks calm, but in fact he is just a child, afraid of nightmares. After listening to a lot of truth, the master was still sleeping with him. If the master is not there, let the younger brother accompany him.

"Good." Liu Qianxiu answered.

He didn't move, but the woman in his arms moved. She grabbed the corner of his clothes and clenched her hands.

Qing Chan stood there and waited, his consciousness gradually cleared up, and he could clearly see the men and women in the main hall. The younger brother was sitting upright, Sister Mu Wan was lying in his arms, and the two of them were very close. Her thin shoulders trembled slightly, and her slender fingers grasped his skirt. With his small face buried in his arms, under his thick jet-black hair, only small ears were exposed.

Red to blood.

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

Following his questioning, Mu Wan's sister's ears turned red again.

The person in his arms is already hot, ironing on his skin through the 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, only nodded.

Mu Wan's face was almost blushing, and her palms were sweaty.

Liu Qianxiu sank slightly, and stroked her palm on the back of her head like duckweed on the surface of the lake. The calm surface of the lake was filled with fine and quiet ripples.