Incurable Chapter 29 Part 2

It was dark, as if only one light was in the main hall. She is like an ignorant little demon lying under God’s seat, unaware of her impact. On the contrary, when she sees him, her red lips are slightly bent, and her eyes are bright.

“Liu Qianxiu.” She called out. Her muffled, low-pitched voice diffused through the night with unspeakable charm and mystery. When she finished screaming, she rested her chin on the back of her hand and looked at him with a deep smile.

Liu Qianxiu walked into the main hall. He was tall and straight. When he entered, the main hall lights elongated his figure at the door. Mu Wan looked up at him, and only in this way could he fit him into her own eyes.

“This is wine.” Liu Qianxiu looked at the jar she was holding in her hand. The jar was small, with a red cloth stopper, and the dark brown bottle was rough. Mu Wan’s fingers were slightly bent. Her slender fingers were white and beautiful on the bottle when she held it.

This jar was placed on a short table. Mu Wan is bored when he is idle, so she takes the jar to see it. The heavy clothes concealed all the smell of wine. The bottle shook slightly. The liquid inside was turbulent, and there was still much of it.

Mu Wan stretched her legs and sat barefoot on the futon with a carpet under her feet. The carpet under the futon is made of cotton and linen. It is clean and tidy, so she can sit directly on it. But most people sit on the futon because the ground is cold in the mountains.

Seeing Liu Qianxiu sit down, Mu Wan opened the cloth plug and a sweet wine smell. The tip of her nose moved over and sniffed. Mu Wan raised her eyes to look at Liu Qianxiu and said, “Yangmei Wine.”

Xuan Qingzi was fond of drinking and making wine himself. He has been making wine for many years, and his technique is excellent. This jar of bayberry wine is not only without losing the sweetness of bayberry but also has the pure and strong taste of wine.

Mu Wan placed the wine jar in front of her, supported her arms on the short table, and put her chin on the back of her hand. After staring at the wine jar, she tilted her head and asked, “Can I have a little drink?”

The air on the top of the mountain was cool at night, but Mu Wan was still affected by Li Nan’s phone call, so her heart was uncontrollable. It should be better to have a drink and get some sleep.
After Mu Wan finished speaking, Liu Qianxiu looked her back. He looked at her with his dark pupils and slightly frowning his eyebrows.

“This wine is a strong drink.” Liu Qianxiu’s face was pale, but looking at Mu Wan’s sunny expression, he told her, “Don’t drink too much.”

“Good~” Mu Wan’s eyes brightened, and she nodded in agreement.

“Then I will drink here.” Mu Wan went to the kitchen to take a small cup. Then, she sat cross-legged on the futon and poured a glass of wine. Bayberry wine is still red, and when it is poured, it has a crisp sound and sweet aroma.

Mu Wan poured the wine out, picked up the wine glass, and looked outside the Taoist temple. The crescent moon hung high, and faint clouds floated around. The moonlight is bright and cold, and the night sky is dark, clean, and pure.

“It’s so beautiful.” Mu Wan took a sip of bayberry wine. The wine was not strong, and even the taste of the wine was covered by sweetness. She could only feel a faint aroma of wine when she swallowed it.

Liu Qianxiu held a book in his hand and looked sideways at the night sky, with the fragrance of bayberry wine floating in the air. He looked back and saw that Mu Wan had already started drinking her second cup.

His lipline was slightly pressed. Liu Qianxiu looked down at her. The wine glass was close to her lips, and her bright red lips were against the mouth of the white porcelain cup, which was bright and coquettish. Perceiving his gaze, Mu Wan looked back, left her lip from the wine cup, licked the wine stains on the corners of her lips, and handed the wine cup to Liu Qianxiu.

“It’s delicious. Would you like to drink it?”

Her eyes filled with water and light, while her fingers holding the white porcelain cup were long and thin.

His sight stayed on the bayberry wine in the white porcelain cup, and the transparent red liquid reflected the lights of the main hall, which was spotlessly dusty.

Liu Qianxiu shook his head and said, “No need.”

Mu Wan got his answer, took back her hand, and drank the bayberry wine in one gulp. Liu Qianxiu’s gaze stayed on her face. She seemed to be playing, bulging her small face, letting the sweetness of bayberry wine fill her mouth, and when she had tasted enough, she swallowed it.

After drinking, her body gradually warmed up, and Mu Wan looked at the moon in the distance and poured another cup.

“My mother used to like watching the night sky.” She stared blankly. Alcohol seemed to develop people’s memories. The memories in her mind overlapped with the current scene, and Mu Wan’s words were somewhat vague.

It’s not that Mu Wan didn’t have a happy life in Mu’s family. Although she has been treated coldly by Mu’s family all the time, she lived very comfortably when her mother was alive. Her mother is not strong, but strong enough to protect her well.

In the blink of an eye, Mother had died ten years. She has no father and no mother. She has grown like wild grass for ten years.

Mu Wan’s eyes were cold, and she drank the wine in the cup again.

Now, there is no one protecting her, but someone accompanies her.

Mu Wan’s face was a little hot, so she lay down on the table, tilting her head and staring at Liu Qianxiu next to her. Liu Qianxiu did not read the book. He watched her face turn red gradually, and he put the book in his hand on the table and said, “You go to rest first.”

“No.” When Mu Wan spoke, her breathing was hot. She stretched out her finger, shook it, and said, “I will accompany you.”

Liu Qianxiu was not reading, but he was looking at her.

Mu Wan put down the white porcelain cup in her hand, and the bottom knocked on the table with a light sound. She then put her cheek on the back of her hand, tilted her head, and looked at Liu Qianxiu. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyesight was sharp.

“You can’t relax anymore.”

“Yeah.” Liu Qianxiu looked calm, looked at her, and admitted.

Mu Wan’s eyes moved slightly, her eyelashes trembled, her memory broke through the thin paper, and it poured out like a stream.

She remembered what Liu Qianxiu had said to her last night.

Mu Wan put her hands flat on the table, her eyes tightly looking at Liu Qianxiu. Her eyes throbbed, and Mu Wan said, “You said yesterday that the environment will not affect your state of mind.”

With a slight push of her arm, Mu Wan leaned over the table toward Liu Qianxiu’s body. Her eyes are red, her pupils are pitch black, and her voice is deep and hoarse.

“You said that only people will affect your state of mind.”


The distance between them is getting closer and closer. Liu Qianxiu looked down at her, and Mu Wan leaned forward and grabbed his arms. The moment she grabbed his arms, the strength of the wine came up, and Mu Wan felt head-heavy and fell into Liu Qianxiu’s arms.

The soft sandalwood dilutes the wine’s smell. Mu Wan leaned on his chest, her small face raised and her lips trembling slightly.

“Liu Qianxiu, who is that person?”

The woman in his arms was as white as snow, with a soft body and jet-black hair. She looked like a demon who had just formed. She came to his seat and asked him what he said. She was ignorant, naive, and innocent.

She clung to his arms, wrapped her arms around his waist, and folded her slender fingers, bringing the two people’s bodies close together. He could smell the wine on her body when he looked down, and she could smell the sandalwood on his body when she raised her eyes.

“It’s the third time,” Liu Qianxiu said in a deep voice.

With his lips tightening, Liu Qianxiu took the wine jar. The clear red bayberry wine was poured into a white porcelain cup with the sound. He took the white porcelain cup and drank the bayberry wine in one gulp.

His Adam’s apple moved slightly, and Liu Qianxiu’s cold and silent eyes seemed to have some emotions gradually surging up.

After putting down the cup, Liu Qianxiu put his hands on Mu Wan’s waist and held her before him.
At this time, the smell of wine on his body also became strong. His dark eyes looked at the woman in his arms faintly. His voice was low and hoarse, while his tone was deep.

“Do you really think I have no lust or desire?”

The author has something to say:
Liu Daochang: Repeatedly, again and again, this is the third time you have seduced me.

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