On the way down the mountain, the luxurious sports car was roaring and running wildly, and the speedometer pointer was desperately turning clockwise, moment by moment, round and round.
Nan Juefeng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, felt that the sports car he was sitting in was going so fast that it seemed like it was about to fly. He clutched the handle tightly and held his breath.
In fact, he really wanted to show his eldest brother's majesty and order cruelly: "Second brother, slow down, slow down, this is a sports car, not an airplane. You can't break through its limits or exceed its functions. Even if you don't want to live,
,But...elder brother hasn’t lived enough yet.”
However, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Yang Mufan's handsome face. It was dark and gloomy, with an extremely ugly expression, and the gloomy and deep black eyes shot out a terrifying bloodthirsty red light. He couldn't help but take a breath, and his back...
There was a bit of cold air that was stronger than ever before.
Nan Juefeng felt that every cell in his body seemed to be soaked in the biting ice and snow of the freezing winter.
Dare not speak.
However, the speed of the sports car is getting faster and faster, as if all four tires will spin apart in the next second.
Nan Juefeng really valued his life and smiled dryly: "Second brother, I haven't seen you for half a year. Your driving skills are getting better and better. Haha~, hehehe, you have shown off your skills enough. Can you...slow down a little bit?"
?! Big brother is old, and his bones can’t stand the torment..."
Yang Mufan had a sinister look on his face and said through gritted teeth: "Brother, I'm in an extremely ungrateful mood right now. It's best not to talk to me..."
After hearing this, Nan Juefeng's head was full of black lines, and he was extremely speechless: "..."
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five star hotel.
There were no lights on in the presidential suite and it was pitch dark.
In the darkness, the solemn breathing sounds of men and women echoed and circled around the room one after another.
On the narrow sofa, a man and a woman hugged each other tightly.
The man's tall and muscular body weighed heavily on the woman's petite and graceful body.
"Mu Fan..."
"Mu Fan..."
Jiaojiao called out Yang Mufan's name over and over again. The beautiful voice echoed softly and weakly. It was very pleasant and charming.
The woman twisted her soft waist and tried her best to please the man on her body. However, compared to her passion and intolerance, Yang Mufan acted extremely cold and indifferent, as delicate as a sculpture.
There was no trace of excitement in joy or pleasure on his face, and even his eyes were cold and gloomy.
Like an iceberg that has not melted for thousands of years, it is so cold that it makes people palpitate.
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Heavy rains in summer come quickly and fiercely.
Thick lightning split open the quiet night, and the rolling thunder sounded like thousands of galloping troops, approaching with great momentum.
Big raindrops poured down and splashed on the glass windows, making a harsh tinkling sound. Under the rich and evil night decoration, it was like the devil's cruel and vicious curse, making people terrified and throbbing.
Yang Mufan wore a black bathrobe and stood by the window. He held a cigar between his slender fingers and slowly smoked it.
He squinted his eyes filled with endless charm and looked quietly at the night scene blurred by the rain. His narrow black eyes, against the background of the white smoke slowly exhaled, became colder, deeper and deeper.
