Incurable Chapter 31 Part 1

The cool breeze of the morning brings the sweetness of nature. Mu Wan’s ears softened as she looked up at Liu Qianxiu. He was also looking at her, the same as before, but different from the past.

It turns out that the two love each other. Even the other person’s eyes are sweet when they look at her.

Mu Wan grabbed Liu Qianxiu’s Taoist robe with some cold air on her hands. Her breath was burning in her throat as she tiptoed toward his lips.

“Then I want to kiss...”

Before she could kiss him, Liu Qianxiu looked up and pressed her head in his arms. Her ear pressed against his chest, and she could hear his heart beating fast. Liu Qianxiu’s voice seemed to be coming through the conch shell, and the echo made her numb.

“Qing Chan is here.”

Mu Wan hugged his sturdy waist with both hands. Her face burned and smoldered, but she smiled gently.

Qing Chan was afraid that Mu Wan could not find his Junior Brother Qianxiu, so he hurriedly followed her after putting down his broom. However, he walked slowly because his legs were short, and when he came over, he saw that Junior Brother Qianxiu had already held Sister Mu Wan in his arms again.

Junior Brother Qianxiu looked calm and seemed to be used to this situation. Moreover, it happened once last night too. It can be seen that Sister Mu Wan is often held by Junior Brother Qianxiu like this.

The little Taoist stood still. His cloth shoes were small and lovely, stained with mud, and he asked: “Is my sister uncomfortable again?”

Mu Wan chuckled softly and bit his shoulder. The little teeth bite gently, making them itchy and soft. Liu Qianxiu’s Adam’s apple moved slightly. He looked down at Qing Chan and said, “No. She just want me to hold her.”

Her teeth on his shoulders bite harder than before.

Qing Chan’s world is too small, and he doesn’t understand why Sister Mu Wan likes to stick to Junior Brother Qianxiu at such an old age. After all, he thought that only children like him were clinging to others and needed adults to coax them to sleep.

But since nothing had happened to Sister Mu Wan, Qing Chan was relieved and raised his head to Liu Qianxiu, “Junior Brother, I’m hungry.”

Qing Chan returned to the Taoist temple first, and his footsteps were getting farther when Mu Wan got up from Liu Qianxiu’s arms. Looking back at Qing Chan, she saw that the little guy’s back had disappeared. Then, Mu Wan turned around and looked up at Liu Qianxiu. His face is red, but his mouth is still very hard.

“Not only I want you to hold me, but I also want you to kiss...”

Before she finished her words, Liu Qianxiu held her cheek with both hands. His palms were dry and cold. Mu Wan’s red lips slightly opened, watching Liu Qianxiu lower his head and kiss her.

Her lip is not hard at all. It is soft and hot, like a ripe peach, with a pink core, sweet and juicy.

After one kiss, Mu Wan was a little overwhelmed. Liu Qianxiu looked down at her with his deep eyes. He looked at the corners of her water-filled eyes and lips that had not yet closed. His voice was low and hoarse when he spoke.

“What else do you want?”

As if her consciousness pulled away from her body, and her body was numb. Mu Wan couldn’t feel the other sensations in her body, and there was still the temperature of the corners of Liu Qianxiu’s lips on her lips. She looked up at him, felt her throat dry, and finally, she said with a trembling voice.

“I want to have breakfast.”

His eyes raised slightly, and Liu Qianxiu looked at her calmly. His deep eyes were gradually cleared, hummed softly in his throat, stretched out his hand, rubbed her hair, and then took her hand.

With ten fingers clasped and fingers folded, Liu Qianxiu said as he walked, “Well, what would you like to eat?”

In the end, the sun did not jump out of the skyline, and the dark clouds were woven finely, and when the sky was too heavy to hold, it turned into raindrops and fell.

At the beginning of autumn, August, the rain is less fierce than in July. The fine raindrops fell like a crystal curtain from the dark sky to the ground, washing all the stone slabs in the yard clean.

The incense burner in the courtyard’s center was gone, so the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain was not blocked. The wind blew in and was cool and refreshing with a wet smell of rain.

Mu Wan was sitting on the futon, holding a book in one hand and supporting her cheek in the other, looking out. She sat opposite Liu Qianxiu, and next to Liu Qianxiu sat Qing Chan. The three of them sat at the corner of the table.

After eating breakfast, before Mu Wan had time to talk to Liu Qianxiu, Qing Chan urged His Junior Brother to come to the main hall for morning class. The Senior Brother is illiterate and doesn’t read much, but fortunately, he is steady. He likes to listen to the most allusions in The Art of War by Sun Tzu. Speaking back and forth, Mu Wan had memorized all thirty-six strategies.

When they went to the morning class, Mu Wan also brought a novel to join the fun. Su Chongwen, who was so sweet and greasy, as the main characters, are interlinked and interact with each other.

She looked at Liu Qianxiu again with a light complexion and a cold expression. He looks down at the book, wearing a plain robe, and looks like a gentleman. She was sitting across from him, but he didn’t seem to have not heard it.

He also said in the morning that he would give what she wanted, and he would give anything she wanted ... But Liu Daochang now, with these two sentences, can not be connected at all.

Mu Wan retracted her gaze and glanced at Qing Chan. The little Taoist held his cheeks with both hands and listened to the story of his Junior Brother Qianxiu with enthusiasm and great interest.

Turning a page of the novel in her hand, Mu Wan looked down, the tips of her eyes slightly raised. When she sat down, she was barefoot and just crossed her legs. Her feet still could not detect the temperature, and as soon as she removed her legs, she felt the air was cold.

She remained silent, her legs stretched out, her toes tentatively, and finally, touched a warm place.

“Here’s talking about...” The voice of the opposite lecturer suddenly stopped.

Mu Wan lowered her head, her lips twitched slightly, and her toes scratched his knees twice. Her white toes, painted with red nail polish, are cute and charming.

“What then? Junior brother, what then?” Qing Chan didn’t notice it, looking at Liu Qianxiu eagerly with his small face and urging him.

Liu Qianxiu raised his eyes, and the corners of Mu Wan’s lips raised slightly, lowering his eyes to read the book, his expression unchanged. At the same time, the toes moved twice, lightly and itchy.

“Then...” Liu Qianxiu retracted his gaze, put it on the book, and continued to read it. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and grasped the two not-so-faithful feet on his leg.

Liu Qianxiu’s palm was dry and slightly hot. He didn’t hold her with much strength but seemed to hold her at once. Mu Wan’s heart trembled with a tingling sensation from the soles of her feet to the tips of her heart. She raised his head anxiously and couldn’t help but squeal softly.

“Ah...”

She didn’t break away from him, but the eyes of the two brothers were all on her. Mu Wan’s whole body became hot, met with Liu Qianxiu’s eyes, and glared at him. She twitched her foot and motioned him to let go with her eyes.

“Sister, what’s wrong with you?” Qing Chan asked with concern.

“I...” Mu Wan put her hands on the short table to keep her body balanced. Her face was hot, and she was in a cold sweat. Looking at Liu Qianxiu, she said, “I want to...”

“Her feet are cold.” Liu Qianxiu said lightly.

Mu Wan struggled to move, but Liu Qianxiu’s hand on her foot changed its position. The soles of her feet were originally cold, but because of the palms of Liu Qianxiu’s hands, they gradually became hot.

He is warming her feet.

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