When Mu Wan returned to her room, she could see the lights of the main hall through the window. The shadows of the lanterns stretched out on the square bricks on the ground outside the hall. There were three shadows, and it was unknown which one belonged to Liu Qianxiu. She sat on the bed and read it for a while, but she didn't turn over two pages of the book in her hand. When she felt sleepy, she fell asleep with the book in her arms.
After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Liu Qianxiu came back. It was cold at night, and his body felt a little cold, and there was also the strong sandalwood aroma in the main hall. Mu Wan smelled this smell, and her body, which had become warm from sleeping, rolled into his arms.
When the heat and cold came into contact, both of them trembled. Mu Wan hugged him in a daze, and said, "You're back."
"Hmm." Liu Qianxiu raised his hand to touch her cheek, but thought that his hand was too cold. Pulled the thin blanket over her. He lay on his side on the bed and held her in his arms.
Sandalwood has the effect of calming the nerves. Mu Wan wanted to talk to Liu Qianxiu, but she was so sleepy that she finally fell asleep. Anyway, the two of them have plenty of time, so why bother to talk tonight.
Smelling the faint sandalwood, Mu Wan slept very peacefully and comfortably this time. She went to bed early at night and woke up early in the morning. After waking up, I leaned against the thin blanket. The bed was still warm, but the person was no longer there.
Opening her eyes, Mu Wan looked around, and after recovering, she got up from the bed.
It is only half past six in the morning, the sunrise on the mountain is early, and the sky is getting brighter quickly, but with moisture, it has gathered into a dense fog. The fog was steaming, and Mu Wan stood outside the hall, looking at the statue in the main hall, and heard the sound of sweeping the floor outside.
Mu Wan got up to go out, and the fog outside was also very thick. When she looked up, she could only see the peaks of the opposite mountains. The air was damp, as if it was going to rain.
"Sister, are you awake?" The weather turned cold and the leaves began to fall. Qing Chan was wearing a Taoist robe and his hair was tied into a ball. He had already collected a pile of leaves with a small broom at his feet. His small body stood upright, holding a broom and smiling at Mu Wan.
"You got up so early?" Mu Wan went over and pinched his face. The two were much more intimate than before, Qing Chan let her hold her, her little face was very rosy.
"I have to get up at six o'clock for morning practice." Qing Chan replied, and he said, "Master went to the bamboo forest for morning practice, and my younger brother is by the cliff. I took you to him last time."
After hearing this, Mu Wan really wanted to go to find Liu Qianxiu, but remembered that when he got up, the place where he slept was still hot, so it must have been there not long ago.
"Are you going to find your junior brother?" Seeing her silence, Qing Chan raised his head and asked.
"No." Mu Wan laughed, pulled his ball head, and said with a smile, "Is there a broom? I'll sweep the fallen leaves with you for a while."
With someone to accompany her, Qing Chan is naturally happy. Although he was a Taoist boy in the Taoist temple since he was a child, he is still a child at heart, unlike Liu Qianxiu and Xuan Qingzi, who have a cold temper.
But the two of them only swept together for a while, and it began to drizzle. Qing Chan picked up the broom, frowned, took Mu Wan's hand and said, "Sister, I'm going to deliver an umbrella to Master, and you can go and deliver an umbrella to Junior Brother."
There is a reason to go to Liu Qianxiu, and Mu Wan naturally agrees. After she nodded, Qing Chan handed her an oil-paper umbrella, and Mu Wan held the umbrella, followed the path, and hurried towards the edge of the cliff.
The rain was not too heavy, and it splashed on the oil-paper umbrella, making a loud clatter. The raindrops gathered together and dripped on the weeds by the roadside. Mu Wan quickened her pace and soon reached the edge of the cliff.
Liu Qianxiu sat on the edge of the cliff, leaving only a tall and thin back. He sat cross-legged on the futon, and his blue Taoist robe was already half wet.
"Liu Qianxiu." Mu Wan called him.
Liu Qianxiu came back to his senses, turned his head, and when he looked at her, his eyes, like clouds in the distant mountains, gradually became clear. He stood up from the futon, and Mu Wan came over and raised his arms to support him.
He was too tall, and Mu Wan struggled to support her. Liu Qianxiu supported her waist, and held the handle of the umbrella with the other hand, and took the umbrella over.
The rain slid down the man's face. The cold white skin made the water droplets look cold. Mu Wan frowned tightly. She wiped his face and said, "Don't you know it's raining?"
Liu Qianxiu held her hand, and the two clasped their hands together, his palm was dry and cold.
Liu Qianxiu looked up at Yusi and said, "It's raining heavily."
"You don't know it's raining, don't you?" Mu Wan smiled incredulously as he held hands. She looked up at him and said, "The external environment won't shake your pure heart, right?"
The drizzle was drizzling, and the mist shrouded the cliffs and the pines and cypresses on the mountain, like a fairyland. As the breeze blew, Liu Qianxiu lowered his brows and eyes slightly, and met her gaze.
"Yeah." He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips, and said softly, "The only one who can shake my heart is you."
The thin rain seems to be doused with honey, and even the cool wind is sweet. Mu Wan looked up at him, the corners of her eyes were crooked with laughter, she put her arms around him, and kissed him.
Even in Taoist robes, his love words are so touching.
It rained for half a day and dispersed the mist. Mu Wan stayed in the room to read and take a nap, while Liu Qianxiu was in Qingxiu. After one o'clock in the afternoon, when she took a nap, Liu Qianxiu opened the door and walked in.
Liu Qianxiu changed into a Taoist robe, his figure was tall and straight, his temperament was clean and cold, and he was particularly immortal. Seeing him, she put down the book in her hand, opened her arms and laughed.
The man understood, walked over, picked her up from the bed, and kissed her on the lips.
"Clean up, let's go catch fish."
The fish was caught in the Qingyuan River in the back mountain. Mu Wan supported her body, looked down at him, and asked, "Are you not clear?"
"Yeah." Liu Qianxiu put her on the bed and found her shoes.
"This is not good." Mu Wan looked out from the window, but there was no sound in the main hall, "Didn't you come here to clean up? You are leaving, what if Master doesn't like it?"
He sat by the bed and listened to her rambling, and only after she finished speaking did he ask, "Who said I came to Qingxiu?"
Mu Wan was taken aback.
When she was in a daze, Liu Qianxiu put on her other shoe, he leaned over, raised his hand and hooked the tip of her nose, with an intimate and pampering gesture.
"I'm here to play with you."
The man's face is close at hand, handsome and beautiful. A small flower bloomed in Mu Wan's heart, the petals were fragrant and sweet. She stood up and said excitedly, "Then let's go."
The two took their fishing gear and walked towards the Qingyuan River along the path behind the mountain. The grass on both sides of the path was soaked in rain, and after walking through it, my legs were wet.
Mu Wan likes Houshan very much, because there are large bamboo forests here, with lush bamboo leaves and a light bamboo fragrance. She followed Liu Qianxiu and looked at Liu Qianxiu wearing a Taoist robe, which was lifted up when he walked, with a kind of chivalrous and Daoist air, which was really sua.
They say they are here to catch fish, but they are actually here to play. Mu Wan took off her shoes and was led by Liu Qianxiu onto the boat. The boat rowed to the middle of the river, and after Liu Qianxiu cast the net down, the two of them lay on the boat.
After half a day of rain, the weather turned sunny. Under the blue sky, there are big white clouds, like big balls of cotton candy tangled together.
The fishing net is lowered into the river, and the boat stops in the middle of the river. The river is calm and clear, like a painting.
Mu Wan relaxed physically and mentally. She was lying on Liu Qianxiu's body, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, breathing the fresh air after the autumn rain. The river was gurgling, the boat was swaying lightly, and the world and time seemed to have stopped.
She was lying in Liu Qianxiu's arms, and Liu Qianxiu was reading with a book. The book was filled with the smell of incense in the main hall, fresh and natural. Mu Wan turned over, Liu Qianxiu came back to his senses, and looked down at her. She stared at the cover of the book, and it was an ancient book, classical Chinese, with half a line of words, and there was an unexplainable mystery in it.
"Did you come here with your homework?" Mu Wan asked with a smile.
He put the book aside, smiled and pinched her earlobe, "I'm used to it."
It is indeed a habit, he is quiet most of the time, and when he is quiet, he will read a book. He put the book aside, the wind blew, the paper flapped, and Mu Wan scanned a few lines.
The characters are in traditional characters, and she even recognized a ** inseparable ten, but she didn't understand the meaning inside. In front of Liu Qianxiu and the others, he was illiterate.
"I keep reading like this, how many books do I need to read?" Mu Wan sighed, "Master Xuan Qingzi should have almost finished it, right?"
"No." Liu Qianxiu denied, with misty eyes in his eyes, brushed her black hair to his ears, and said, "Every book has different understandings at different times, and Taoist practice pays attention to enlightenment. .Master has been enlightened for nearly 80 years, and the books are still those."
Mu Wan didn't understand his explanation, but she grasped the key point and opened her eyes wide. She asked, "Master has been enlightened for nearly eighty years... How old is he this year?"
"Eighty-two." Liu Qianxiu said.
In the entertainment industry, the stars pay the most attention to maintenance, and everyone can't resist the years. Even if they seem to have aged slowly for decades, they can't hide their oldness when they reach eighty.
Xuan Qingzi looks to be sixty years old, but in fact he is eighty-two years old, what kind of old fairy is this
Mu Wan carefully looked at Liu Qianxiu's eyebrows, he was six or seven years older than her, but in fact, Liu Qianxiu looked similar to men of her age.
Mu Wan raised her hand, touched his cheek, and asked, "Will you always be this young in the future?"
With a sigh in his throat, Liu Qianxiu took her hand.
"My future is with you." He kissed her fingertips, slightly pulling the corners of his lips, "See for yourself."
Her fingers were itchy from his kiss, and her heart was itchy from what he said. Mu Wan laughed, met his dark eyes, and moved her body, trying to climb to a level with him. As soon as she moved, the man supported her waist and hugged her.
His future is with her, how long is the future
Mu Wan hugged his cheek with both hands, bowed her head and kissed him, her soft lips were lingering, and the breeze could not melt away their warmth. Mu Wan kissed lightly and laughed softly.
"Liu Qianxiu." She called out, narrowing her beautiful eyes slightly, "Do you have premarital phobia? That's why you brought me to the Taoist temple to refresh and relax."
His hands were inserted into her hair, and he looked directly into her eyes with heavy tenderness and pampering.
"Afraid of what?"
Fear... She didn't know what to fear.
She licked the corner of her lips and said, "Aren't you afraid?"
The woman's voice is soft, her hair hangs in front of her ears, a ray of setting sun passes through her black hair by her ears, and shines on her cheeks, delicate and soft.
"Yeah." Liu Qianxiu nodded, and he laughed, like sunlight piercing through the valley.
"I'm afraid you won't marry me."
Mu Wan leaned on her chest. When he spoke, her chest vibrated. She listened to his heartbeat and laughed.
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Jiang Bao is delicate and beautiful, and after marrying Huo Yanxing, the president of Ruixin Group, his life is ordinary and happy.
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