The carriage was very spacious, and on the desk in the middle, a lone lamp flickered, and the warm yellow halo covered the surrounding space with a layer of dissolved warm color.

When I first entered, I didn't pay attention to the dyeing painting, and after sitting down, I found that in addition to Gu Mofeng, there was actually a person in the car, who lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly.

But seeing that she was wearing a thick cotton jacket, the whole person looked a little bloated. Even so, the thick cotton jacket still can't hide the delicate figure, so it is clear that the person must be a woman. Looks like it's probably a maid.

His eyes turned slightly, facing a pair of eagle eyes of a yin owl, and his heart was shocked, these eyes were too cold. The momentum between the eyebrows is too sharp. At this moment, there was a smile on the corner of Gu Mofeng's lips, faintly revealing a cool taste.

Putting those eyes aside, this man is definitely a rare beautiful man in the world. At the age of twenty-five or sixteen, it is the most attractive time for a man, who has not retreated from recklessness and maturity.

The two stared at each other, the same eyes without any emotion, one was so cold that there was no trace of temperature, and the other was almost indifferent.

Gu Mofeng's body continued to release compelling coercion, his handsome and incomparable face became more and more cold, and the whirlpool in the eagle's eyes was like the eternal reincarnation in the universe, with a sense of mission of fate, falling into the boundless dark night, without a trace of light.

No one had ever dared to look at him like this.

No one has ever been so calm and composed, after meeting him.

No one has ever dared to openly challenge his authority.

……

Too many firsts have been broken by this damn woman in front of me. Seeing her breezy face, he wanted to tear the expression on her face apart, and then gouge out that heart to see if she was really not afraid of anything.

Thinking of this, Eagle Eyes instantly became cold, and glanced at the dye painting, and immediately waved his sleeves, the thick curtain was lifted, and then a biting cold wind swept across the face, dyeing the painting was already cold, if it was a weekday, at least she could use a strong internal force to drive away the cold, and now, her internal strength was exhausted, and she suddenly trembled all over, and her teeth were light.

In an instant, the curtain of the car hung down again, blocking the raging wind outside, but even so, the dyeing painting was still full of excitement. His hands clenched his arms.

When I looked up again, there was no trace of the man in the huge carriage. At this moment, there were only her and the woman with her head bowed in the corner of the carriage. The indifferent gaze swept over the woman, and fell directly on the low couch where the man had just sat on, where a black fox fur coat lay quietly, and he didn't have to think about it to know whose it was.

Now she is almost cold in her hands and feet, her chest is tight, and a fishy sweetness suddenly swells up in her throat, and a strong smell of blood suddenly fills her mouth and nose.

She swallowed the fishy sweetness by herself, and her expression was still light. Glancing at the woman again, now she had to put on that fox fur to keep out the cold, or she didn't dare to guarantee if she would survive tonight.

As soon as the outstretched hand touched the corner of the clothes, the woman sitting quietly in the corner suddenly raised her head, and at the same time, her hands were hurriedly stretched out, and in the flash of light, the coat was already held in the woman's arms.

Dye Painting's heart was cold, immediately raised his eyes, his eyes slowly moved to the corner, when his eyes touched the woman's face, Dye Painting's eyes were stunned, and a touch of surprise suddenly appeared on his pale little face.