Under the night sky, Mu Qingge only felt weightless for a moment before she fell into a warm embrace, with the wind outside completely blocked.
When she looked around, she found herself sitting inside a huge carriage, being held by that enchanting, white-clad mister.
Being held by someone who’s lived for over a thousand years gave Mu Qingge goosebumps.
Without hesitation, she pulled away from the man’s arms, crawled out of the warm embrace, and squeezed into the corner of the carriage.
Giving the smiling man a glare, she began to examine the layout inside the carriage.
This carriage was quite large indeed.
She estimated in her heart, it’s nearly a hundred square meters. Far larger than it appeared from the outside. Inside the carriage, everything was present. It was completely this man’s chamber.
Except—
Mu Qingge frowned in confusion.
Every time she saw this old monster, he was always dressed in pure white. She originally thought he favored pure white. But unexpectedly, all the furnishings in this carriage were pure black.
Black cushions, bed, curtains, even the incense burner, tables, and chairs were all black. Endless black, seeming to swallow the stunning red on her.
He sat barefoot on the bed, becoming the only bright color in this space.
Yet the preciousness of the carriage’s furnishings had no impact on Mu Qingge, who lacked the sense of values. Unless someone explicitly told her that any inconspicuous item from here could easily buy an entire city outside, she would then flippantly say, "A wealthy dealer, could you be my friend!"
"Little Ge’er..."
Si Mo just opened his mouth when he saw Mu Qingge raise her hand, gesturing him to stop talking. He amusingly closed his mouth again, curious about what this little girl wanted to do.


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