"Carbon Dust?" Jiang Yuning furrowed his brows into a deep frown, said, "I think someone talked to me about carbon dust a couple of days ago."
Nian Xi's eyes glowed. She walked to him, grabbed his collar and pulled him toward herself, saying, "Think carefully. Who talked to you about it? Is it Duan Yang?"
Jiang Yuning gazed at her face. It was the first time he looked at her so closely. The light streetlight short into the car, brightened her face, left shadows under her long eyelashes. Her glowing eyes were fixed on his face, so tempting, seemed to even swallow him.
Looking at her in the eyes, Jiang Yuning's brain went blank for a moment. His brain buzzed as he murmured, "Your eyes are so beautiful."
