Chapter 89 (1/2)

In the sky of night, mu Qingge felt weightless for a moment, then fell into a warm embrace, and the wind around was also blocked out.

When she fixed her eyes, she was actually sitting in a huge carriage, and it was the monster Mr. in white that surrounded her.

Being held by a man who has lived for more than a thousand years, muqinggedun has a layer of goose bumps.

She did not hesitate to open the man's arms, climbed out of the warm embrace, squeezed into the corner of the carriage.

With a smile in her eyes, she began to look at the layout of the carriage.

This carriage is really not small.

In her mind, she estimated that it was about 100 square meters. It's much bigger than it looks on the outside. In the carriage, there are all kinds of things. It's exactly the man's bedroom.

Just --

mu Qingge frowned.

Every time he saw the old monster, he was always dressed in white. She had thought that what he loved was pure white. But I didn't want to see that all the decorations in the carriage were pure black.

Black cushions, beds, gauze curtains, incense burners, tables and chairs are all black. Endless black, seems to have been her body gorgeous red phagocytosis.

Sitting barefoot on the bed, he became the only bright color in the space.

However, the precious furnishings in the carriage are not shocking to Mu Qingge, who has no eyesight. Unless someone told her frankly that she could easily buy a city outside by taking out a humble ornament here, she would say: ”rich man, can be my friend!”

”Xiaoge'er...”

Si Mo just opened his mouth, saw Mu light song stretched out his hand, made a silent gesture. He laughingly closed his mouth again to see what the little girl wanted to do.

Take back to look at the line of sight, Mu light song cold face way: ”what do you want to play?”