There was a knock on the door, Liu Qianxiu let go of the mouse at hand, the computer screen in front of him was on, and the documents on the page were densely packed with data and text.
The light was on in the room, quiet and bright. The floor-to-ceiling windows on the balcony were wide open. Liu Qianxiu got up and pulled out the chair, walked to the door, and opened it.
The door was facing the balcony. When it was opened, the air was convected, and the cold air in the room rushed in. The heat on Mu Wan's face was blown away, and at the same time, the smell of alcohol was blown away from her body.
Her skin is fair, and when she blushes, her face is pink. The light pink color is like blush, covering her whole face lightly, like a newly ripe peach. Below the peaches, a little red honey is smeared on the lips, which is bright red and attractive.
"Liu Qianxiu~" Mu Wan raised her head and called him, the corners of her eyes were crooked, and the stars were shining brightly inside.
His eyes were calm and unwavering, Liu Qianxiu looked down at her, the faint scent of wine was lingering with the fragrance of a woman, even the passing wind blowing in from the floor-to-ceiling windows could not blow away. He spoke, his voice low.
"Do you want some water?"
Her throat was burning, and Mu Wan didn't notice until Liu Qianxiu reminded her. She stuck out her tongue and licked her lower lip, saying, "Yes."
Liu Qianxiu turned his body sideways, and the door moved a little bit aside. Mu Wan's eyes were clear, and she saw the balcony at first glance. She walked in blowing the air-conditioning blown by the wind.
Liu Qianxiu's room is similar to hers, except that hers is a standard room and his is a big bed room. The same bathroom, TV, desk, floor-to-ceiling windows and a large balcony. The big bed in the big bed room is always smaller than the two beds in the standard room, so a long washstand is built between the bathroom and the big bed.
The room was cold and empty, clean and tidy, and the original warmth and fireworks disappeared the moment the ascetic Liu Qianxiu entered the door. He looks serene and indifferent, but in fact he is extremely aggressive. Everything about him, every place he has been to, and even the people he has come into contact with can be purified by him and be contaminated with some pure thoughts.
The kettle and cups are on the desk, and the long wooden desk extends from the corner next to the French window to the bedside table. The style is different from the one in her room, he should have brought it himself.
There was half-warm boiling water in the kettle, Liu Qianxiu picked it up and poured a cup. The clean glass is like a milk glass, with a slim body and a thick bottom. The body of the cup was gradually filled with water, Mu Wan heard the slight sound of pouring water, and Liu Qianxiu under the light, her eyes moved, her body gradually heated up, she took a step forward and said, "I will do it myself."
The baijiu had a lot of stamina, but Mu Wan just stood there for a while, and she forgot her sense of balance. With her body tilted, Mu Wan snorted softly, and opened her hand to grab a point of strength.
When a person falls, he has a lot of strength, and he may pull the point of strength and fall together. But the one Mu Wan was holding didn't, he remained motionless, not even a drop of water from the water glass in his hand.
Mu Wan grabbed the corner of Liu Qianxiu's clothes.
She lowered her head slightly, her heartbeat beating against her eardrums, and her earlobes were hot. The texture of cotton and linen on the hand is a little hard, but it is not as hard as the man under the clothes.
The cold air was gradually melted by the temperature of her body.
Mu Wan looked up at Liu Qianxiu, and he also looked down at her. Mu Wan's eyelashes trembled, as if her eyes were pierced by the light. She looked back at Liu Qianxiu, stood on tiptoe, grabbed Liu Qianxiu's clothes, moved to the cup, and drank like a kitten. Twice.
The dry lips were moist, and they moistened to the throat together. Mu Wan's body was terribly hot, but the man beside him seemed to be still cold. She moved her tongue a little, then looked up at Liu Qianxiu again.
There was silence in the air, save for the rustle of clothes rubbing together.
Mu Wan looked at Liu Qianxiu, her lips moved slightly, her arms gradually stretched from the corner of Liu Qianxiu's clothes, and finally, she wrapped around the man's narrow and strong waist.
"It's... so cold on you~" Mu Wan murmured.
His eyes were hazy, and hot air gushed over the man's cold, white and slender neck. Mu Wan laughed, she leaned over and put her face on it.
Almost at the moment of pasting, Mu Wan's body flinched a little in Liu Qianxiu's arms. The delicate and cool feeling on the skin relieved her fever, and Mu Wan was a little tired. Holding the man, she gradually leaned back, but she didn't fall down.
The man is like a Buddha statue, standing still.
Mu Wan raised her eyes, her brows were slightly frowned, and there was a trace of grievance in her tone.
"I'm going to lie down."
As soon as he spoke, the smell of alcohol filled the air.
Liu Qianxiu looked down at Mu Wan who was clearly drunk, pursed his lips, and put down the cup in hand. The bottom of the thick glass touched the wooden table with a dull sound. Mu Wan's body lost her balance. She was bullied and pressed down, her back sank into the soft bed, and beside her ears were the hands of the man who sank together.
He supported his body and hung on her body, even though he didn't touch her, and the moment he stepped down, Mu Wan was immediately surrounded by the smell of him.
The body heats up again.
The distance between the two was not far away. Looking at the lips of the man on her body, Mu Wan's body seemed to be melting. Her lips quivered slightly, and her throat was blocked by hot air.
The woman in her arms was as pretty as water, her cheeks were pale pink, her eyes were shining, and she was staring straight at him. Liu Qianxiu put his hands on her side, looked down into her eyes, and didn't move.
The two seemed to be confronting each other. After a while, the man on the body spoke first. He sighed lowly, and said calmly: "You were drunk last time, it wasn't like this."
Mu Wan's pupils shrank slightly.
Raising his hand to hold the woman's hand on his waist, Liu Qianxiu picked Mu Wan up and put him on the bed. Mu Wan lay flat on the big soft bed, her body gradually cooling down, and the man beside her said in a deep voice, "Go to sleep for a while."
After speaking, he turned off the lights in the room, got up and walked to the desk. Turning on the desk lamp beside the desk, the light from the small desk lamp poured out, covering him all at once.
He pulled out his chair and sat down, continuing to read the unfinished documents.
The alcohol in his body began to ferment gradually, and the figure of the man in his sight became more and more hazy, but Mu Wan became more and more sober, with a dull pain in his head.
Jiu Zhuang is cowardly, she has the courage, and she also has the temptation, but the man refuses.
The man under the lamp circle had a serious expression and a cold demeanor, his slender and beautiful fingers were pointing back and forth on the mouse, and his eyes were focused.
A solitary lamp, a book, a fairy...
Immortals don't have the seven emotions and six desires. He may move the hearts of mortals, but not now, and it may not be her. The body heat faded, and Mu Wan gradually became cold.
She shrank slightly.
Liu Qianxiu next to him noticed it and looked up. The eyes of the woman on the bed were tightly closed, and the small face under the black hair had turned white. She closed her eyes, and her bright red lips were tightly pressed. The outline of the body under the quilt curled up into a small ball.
Liu Qianxiu got up, went to the door and turned off the central air conditioner.
The air-conditioning in the room gradually disappeared, and a gust of warm wind blew out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, carrying damp moisture. It was cloudy in the afternoon, and it seemed to be raining.
Mu Wan was disheartened, she huddled under the quilt, her consciousness gradually emptied, and she really fell asleep like that.
In the room, the shallow breathing sound gradually deepened, accompanied by the wind sound of the tree branches moving outside the window.
His eyes left the computer screen and landed on the woman on the bed. She was fast asleep, but she didn't sleep very happily, she held the quilt with her hands outside, and frowned slightly.
Liu Qianxiu looked at it for a while, and the wind grew louder, bringing with it the smell of wet rain. He recovered and looked out the window.
Getting up from the chair, he made very small movements, and the silence and tranquility in the room were not broken in the slightest. Liu Qianxiu walked to the balcony, tiny raindrops came blowing along with the wind.
It's raining.
After closing the French windows, Liu Qianxiu returned to the room. He glanced at the woman on the bed, but there was no sign of waking up. Looking away, Liu Qianxiu got up and left the room.
When Mu Wan woke up, it was six in the morning.
The headache brought on by the hangover made her wake up a little annoyed, her face wrinkled together, and after snorting, she turned over.
She is used to living in a single bed, and when she turns over, her legs will touch the edge of the bed, but not today.
Mu Wan opened her eyes. She seemed to have not sobered up yet, and the memory of yesterday was still playing back in her mind. The memory flashed back, and Mu Wan sat up from the bed.
It was raining outside, so gloomy that the curtains couldn't see through. The room was empty, only a small desk lamp, a laptop that had been turned off, and no Liu Qianxiu.
Almost instantly, Mu Wan imagined what happened after she fell asleep yesterday. She failed to seduce her, and the dove occupied the magpie's nest. In order to avoid suspicion, Daoist Liu opened another room.
Mu Wan was rejected, her mood was as bad as today's weather. She was drunk yesterday, but sober today. Mu Wan didn't feel bad for a long time, she took out her phone and sent Liu Qianxiu a text message. It probably means that she was drunk yesterday, thank him for taking her in, and sorry for causing him such trouble.
After sending the text message, Mu Wan didn't stay and went back to her room. In the room, Gao Mei was no longer there, leaving only a breakfast coupon on the table.
Work started at seven o'clock this morning, and it's past six o'clock now, so there's not much time for dinner. Mu Wan went to the restaurant, ate something casually, and then asked the waiter to bring her a cup of soy milk.
The soy milk was in a paper cup with a seal. Mu Wan inserted a straw and drank it while getting on the elevator. The elevator went down and soon reached the first floor. When Mu Wan stepped out of the elevator, she saw the flow of people at the door.
There were reporters, staff members, and bodyguards in black. A group of people formed a circle outside, surrounded by stars like the moon.
It was a woman with short hair.
The woman wore a black vest on her upper body, and a light coffee-colored silk dress on her lower body, revealing half of her slender waist, with a graceful figure. She lowered her head slightly, with the tails of her eyes raised, and there was a tear mole on the corner of her right eye.
She stood in the middle of the crowd, her expression unchanged, as if she had long been used to the feeling of being surrounded by people. The lips are painted with a light red, and the corners of the lips are raised politely, elegant and intellectual.
Mu Wan looked away and passed the crowd.
A woman's figure flashed in the corner of her eyes, it was too dazzling, Mu Qing raised her eyes slightly, and glanced briefly to the side, just looking at the side face of the woman who was sucking soy milk.
She stared straight ahead with a calm expression, not even looking at her.
In the magnificent hall, the two crossed like parallel lines. They had never intersected before, and they would never intersect in the future.
"Miss Mu~" Before Mu Wan walked out of the hall, she was stopped by a familiar voice.
Gritting her teeth on the straw, Mu Wan turned her head, and after seeing that Xiao Tan was the only one, she let go of her teeth and smiled at him.
"Dean Xiao."
Xiao Tan is thirty-seven years old this year, but he doesn't look like it. He has the elegance and gentleness unique to successful people, and he looks like he is in his early thirties.
"Just call me Doctor Xiao." Xiao Tan laughed, looked at the soy milk in her hand, and said with a smile, "Didn't have time to eat?" There was a sip of soy milk in the straw, and Mu Wan replied just as he was about to drink it. Then he said: "Ah, yes, you slept in Qianxiu's room yesterday."
Mu Wan choked on a mouthful of soy milk. She coughed a little, looked up at the smile in the corner of Xiao Tan's eyes, her face was blushing. Letting go of the straw, Mu Wan said, "I was drunk yesterday, and Dr. Liu took care of me."
Xiao Tan looked at her quietly, with easy-going and warm eyes. He was very polite, and he didn't interrupt when Mu Wan was talking, and his expression seemed to believe her explanation very much. It was very comfortable to get along with such a person.
After Mu Wan finished speaking, Xiao Tan laughed and said, "I know, Qianxiu didn't sleep in the room yesterday. I happened to see him when he went to open the room. Qianxiu is a gentleman."
His words seemed to bring out Mu Wan who had turned into a dead end.
"The hospital car is here. Qianxiu is still waiting for me in the hospital. I'll go first." After greeting Xiao Tan and Mu Wan, they got up and walked out of the revolving door. Outside the door, the assistant handed him a stack of documents, and he reached out to take it with an elegant gesture.
Mu Wan looked at Xiao Tan's back, cut in from the angle of what he just said, and figured out what happened yesterday.
Liu Qianxiu left last night, not necessarily to reject her. It's just that she was drunk and unconscious. He was a gentleman and didn't want to take advantage of her.
Biting the straw, the corners of Mu Wan's lips gradually opened into a smile.
It's raining in Wencheng, the raindrops are not big, but they are fine and dense, and they can drench people through in a few minutes.
The filming of the crew does not need to follow the direction of the script completely. For example, if it rains today, Mu Wan will shoot the last scene before her death.
She was wearing a light gray cotton skirt, white socks and black leather shoes, the standard dress of a woman in the Republic of China. The cotton skirt is wide and her belly is protruding. She will be murdered during pregnancy.
The rain became thinner and thinner, and the whole hospital was covered with a layer of dark clouds. The shooting location was on the edge of Quhu Lake, the surrounding area was cleared, and there was no one there, only the sound of rainwater falling into the lake.
Mu Wan was hugging her stomach, she didn't know whether it was rain or tears, it was scalding down her cheeks, she ran nervously, with a bag of documents in her arms, her black square leather shoes stepped on the ground, splashing muddy rainwater .
As soon as she ran to the lake, the road ahead was blocked. Mu Wan stepped back and fell to the ground. She was drenched all over, and the hem of her skirt was covered with muddy water. She handed the document in her hand to the visitor, pleading and stepping back while hugging her stomach.
However, when the man took the file, his eyes suddenly became murderous, and he hugged Mu Wan from behind with both hands. Mu Wan's eyes were full of panic. She struggled desperately to protect her lower abdomen, begging, calling for help, begging for mercy...all the emotions were reflected in her eyes.
The leather shoes on her feet were kicked off, and with a "bang", Mu Wan sank into the water. She swayed in the water, the fear of drowning was vividly displayed on her face, and finally, struggling to no avail, she gradually fell into the water.
This is a scene filmed in several cameras. Liu Qianxiu stood in front of the window and spliced the scenes from the front and rear cameras together. Her acting skills are good, and the play is almost one-off. Pulled up from the lake, dripping wet, she stood behind the camera and listened to what the director had to say. As a compliment, she smiled faintly.
She likes acting.
This is what Liu Qianxiu saw from the scene just now.
Someone handed her a towel, she took it and wiped it twice, then walked towards the inpatient department holding an umbrella. Over there is the dressing room of the crew, and she is going to change clothes.
It rained non-stop, dissipating the heat in the air. Mu Wan was drenched, wrapped in a towel to keep out the wind, the rain splashed on the umbrella, and a gust of wind blew, Mu Wan's teeth chattered from the cold.
She hurried into the inpatient department. There was no condition to take a shower here. After wiping it with a towel, she changed into her own clothes. The rainy day was humid and cold, and Mu Wan's clothes were also a little damp, but they were better than wet costumes. Her body gradually warmed up, she coughed a little, wiped her hair and left the locker room.
As soon as she walked into the corridor of the inpatient department, Mu Wan looked up and saw Liu Qianxiu standing at the door, her eyes moved slightly and she smiled.
"Liu Qianxiu~" With a nasal sound, it became softer and softer.
She cried so much in the scene just now, not only her eyes were red from crying, but also the tip of her nose was a little red, her delicate skin was slightly pink, she rubbed her nose with her hands.
After she sent a text message to Liu Qianxiu in the morning, Liu Qianxiu replied with a rude reply. She wanted to contact him after filming, but she didn't expect to meet him here...
Maybe not by chance.
Thinking of this, Mu Wan looked up at Liu Qianxiu. The man was still looking down at her, Mu Wan's body moved, she laughed, the corners of her red eyes bent down, and said, "I just cried so hard that I even cried the child away."
In the play, her character is pregnant, but what Liu Qianxiu thinks of is that night, when the co-pilot sat in, the woman stretched out her waist, and her small round belly was caught by the seat belt of his car like a small mountain bag. press. The woman told him that it was the country he laid down.
His eyes fell on her flat belly, Liu Qianxiu moved his lips slightly, and handed something over.
A glass with the lid screwed on, the body of the glass is clean, reflecting the light in the corridor, in the light brown liquid, two small transparent bubbles crawled along the body to the mouth of the glass.
"The child can be born again if it is gone, don't catch a cold." Liu Qianxiu said.
With a heartbeat, the smile in Mu Wan's eyes grew stronger.
The air was still damp and the clothes were still thin, but Mu Wan's body gradually warmed up. Her heart beat fast, her blood flowed fast, and in the blink of an eye, her toenails were warmed to the tips of her hair.
She stretched out her hand to take it, the bottle was still hot, freshly washed Banlangen.
The palms were pressed warmly, and the corners of Mu Wan's lips were curved. She lowered her head and hugged the glass, scratching the glass with her thin white fingers. Mu Wan muttered something in a low voice.
"Then you have to be willing to have a life with me~"
Her voice was so low that she couldn't hear it, and she thought the man didn't hear it either. After she finished speaking, she heard a low voice from the man beside her.
He was tall, but the voice seemed to be in her ear, along her earlobe, biting her heart.
"Um?"
The author has something to say: Daochang Liu: Of course I am willing.