Incurable

Chapter 36

On the other end of the phone, Liu Qingyuan suppressed his emotions and breathed deeply.

Liu Qianxiu looked down at the wet ground outside the window, the wild cat running back and forth, hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Liu Qingyuan's self-esteem seemed to have been stepped in the mud by Liu Qianxiu and rolled back and forth. He had a dull expression, his eyes under his gold-rimmed glasses were dark and cold, and his white eyes protruded. He paced back and forth in the office, and finally, when the masseter muscle moved, Liu Qingyuan raised his hand and broke the phone in his hand.

"Fuck!" Liu Qingyuan burst into a rough sentence when the cultivation and the precious time disappeared.

He couldn't bear him anymore.

Buttoning the shirt button slowly, Liu Qianxiu walked to the sofa, took the book and started repairing in the morning.

I did a great job last night, and Mu Wan stayed up all night and filmed so tired. The body is exhausted to the top, sleep is heavy, and the quality of sleep is good. But at seven o'clock, Mu Wan opened his eyes and woke up.

There was another light rain outside the window, and the air-conditioning in the bedroom was damp and cold. Mu Wan glanced at the bed, she was the only one.

"Liu Qianxiu?" Mu Wan didn't know how many times he did it last night, and Mu Wan had no strength to control the call. After losing control, my throat is now dry and hoarse. Liu Qianxiu called out, with some pitiful grievances.

Her voice is not high, and Liu Qianxiu in the living room can hear her through the bedroom door.

The bedroom door opened and the man pushed in. She was sitting on the bed, with a small face and bright features. She was covered with a thin white blanket, her thick black curly hair hung over her thin shoulders, her collarbone was straight, like a newly formed fairy hidden in a flower stamen.

Liu Qianxiu walked over, hugged her in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

"What did you do?" Mu Wan accepted the kiss in a daze, clinging to him softly, his waist still aching. Thinking of yesterday, Mu Wan's face burned again.

It turns out that the relationship between men and women is so comfortable to do, no wonder men and women indulge in it after being together.

However, Liu Qianxiu is not included here.

He can indulge overnight, and after the indulgence, he put his mind away and is still the pure-hearted Liu Daochang. Not stained with mortal dust, immortal spirit is ethereal.

"Morning repair." Liu Qianxiu replied.

Sure enough, Mu Wan laughed.

When she laughed, her shoulders trembled a little. Last night, when things were over, Liu Qianxiu washed her body, and she fell asleep without wearing any clothes and wrapped in a white blanket. Now she and Liu Qianxiu are hugging each other, and the white blanket on her body slides down, revealing the fairer skin of the woman. The shoulders moved the whole body to tremble, and Liu Qianxiu's chest was rubbing against her.

His eyes darkened, and he picked up the woman in his arms with the thin blanket. Mu Wan laughed, slender arms wrapped around his neck, and looked back to the living room. The man sat on the sofa holding her in his arms.

There are books on the table, still boring ancient books. A few words, the artistic conception is far-reaching. Liu Qianxiu liked to watch, but Mu Wan couldn't enter.

The air in the living room was also a bit cold. She was wearing nothing inside, wrapped in a thin blanket, and surrounded by a man like a small snowball.