Rich life from scratch

Chapter 45 You still want to run after getting into my car?
I changed into a pair of pants and turned over to continue my dream. I got up at [-] o'clock the next day, insisted on going for a walk outside, and warmed up with aerobic heat every day. Then I came back to eat breakfast, and went back to the house to take a simple shower.

It was almost 09:30 when Jiang Xiyue received a message saying that she had arrived downstairs.Lin Qishan went back immediately, went down the elevator, walked outside the hotel and looked around, but he couldn't see her Mercedes.

Then his eyes fell on a motorcycle on the side of the road.

An all-black Kawasaki, with two long legs fully controlling the ground, denim trousers and sneakers, a motorcycle jacket with a fully enclosed helmet, and a black ponytail sticking out from the back of the head.

At first glance, he wasn't sure, but at the second glance, the pair of car lights still betrayed Jiang Xiyue, so he walked over with a smile, and before she could speak, he asked, "Master, can you go to the train station at fifty?"

Jiang Xiyue who pushed up the windshield thought she heard it wrong at first, but seeing his serious expression, she smiled and raised her eyebrows: "What the hell are you doing?"

"one hundred!"

"roll!"

"two hundred!"

"Speed ​​up!"

She changed her position so quickly that she was also someone who could take a joke.

You must know that Tik Tok has not been released yet, and there are still very few jokes. Only by playing with interesting souls can life be heartless and happy!

Lin Qishan stopped joking and looked at the car: "This car is so handsome, what model is it?"

"Ninja 650, isn't it good?" She kicked off the kickstand and got out of the car with a sweep of her long legs.

Lin Qishan circled around admiring the car: "Your riding feels like a sassy ride. I wanted to ride before, but I was afraid of falling. I didn't expect you to be so courageous!"

Jiang Xiyue smiled: "It's more fun to drive, and I'm not afraid of traffic jams."

"That's right," Lin Qishan looked at it, and gave up the idea of ​​driving, "Why don't you take me there?"

Jiang Xiyue is straightforward, seeing that he wasn't joking, she naturally nodded her head: "Yes! Come up!"

"Wait until I get back in the car to get the helmet!"

Lin Qishan has his racing helmet in the back of his Porsche. It is full carbon, but it looks bulky and is actually very, very light. After wearing the helmet, the girl is already waiting for him with her feet on the ground.

"I'm on it!"

Jiang Xiyue is tall but she is a woman after all, not as solid as the old men, she is a little afraid that she will not be able to stand up, but she is very disdainful: "Don't worry, I won't let you down!"

Lin Qishan helped her step on one shoulder. The rear seats of this kind of sports car are relatively high, and it feels condescending to sit on. Naturally, one should be careful about where to let go, so he hugged the girl's waist without hesitation.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiyue laughed and scolded, "Where do you put your hands?"

"The fuel tank is too thick and you have a thin waist. I'm afraid I won't be able to grasp it and be thrown away."

Lin Qishan explained seriously.

Jiang Xiyue couldn't tell whether he was teasing her or what, but hugging her waist was enough. After all, he was a good-looking handsome guy, and it wasn't certain who would take advantage of whom.

"Sit still?"

"go!"

Jiang Xiyue also has a Han mentality now, and she is extraordinarily heroic.

I also intentionally twisted the accelerator twice to make some noise, then released the clutch and started to run forward for a while... I was afraid that the air would suddenly be embarrassing!
Lin Qishan smiled without embarrassment: "Can you do it! If you can't, I'm getting out of the car!"

Jiang Xiyue's old face was embarrassed, but she said unforgivingly: "Just now I was just warming up, I told you to get in my car, and you still want to run!"

She started it very quickly this time. She almost raised her head when she started to accelerate, and suddenly the strong wind hit her face, and the exhaust of the motorcycle seemed to be left behind. The stimulation of acceleration made him unable to help but cheer.

The feeling of riding a motorcycle is very different from driving. It is more free and elegant. The wind mixed with the summer heat blows on her body, and she flicks her ponytail emitting the fragrance of hair, with her arms tightly around her waist!

Although motorcycles should be driven more by men, with girls behind them as fenders, and then braked 100 times on a road of [-] meters, but you can't hug it!
The ghost knows how she has such a thin waist, but her butt is bigger than her shoulders. To be honest, he has only seen this kind of figure in comics or butter, which is rare in the world.

The more Lin Qishan thought about it, he quickly shook his head to drive away the crooked thoughts. Although he could control his heart, his young body might not be unresponsive, and it would be embarrassing to hug him so tightly.

Jiang Xiyue focused on driving, immersed in the fun of driving. In fact, a woman leading a man has the same mentality as a man leading a girl. She is fast, bold and forthright.

Arriving at the racetrack in a short time, Lin Qishan felt that he was still full of emotions, but he was not greedy either. He got out of the car with a smile, and raised his finger to guide him: "Go to the empty P room to put the car."

Lin Qishan became a member of the race track, and he also rented a racing car for a long time. He is familiar with this place, when the girl put the car away, he took a look at his car today.

"what car is this?"

Jiang Xiyue's voice came from behind. She took off her helmet and tossed her hair. Her natural demeanor was sassy, ​​which fit the image of a female horseman in his mind.

"Radical SR1, four-cylinder 200 horsepower, 3.2 seconds to break a hundred, maximum lateral acceleration 2G, six-speed sequential gearbox, weight less than 500 kg, how about it?"

Men talk about cars as much as women talk about cosmetics.

However, Jiang Xiyue also knows how to do it, so she came over and admired it: "With the open cockpit and acceleration, the neck should be fighting against the wind when cornering, right?"

Lin Qishan nodded, and then he was a little curious: "Have you never been in a racing car?"

"I've only been in a sports car, but I've never tried a racing car," she said.

"Then get ready."

Lin Qishan gave her a ride on her motorbike just now, and now it's her turn to get in her own car, to experience the feeling of "if you get on my car, you won't even think about running".

The preparation work is easy and familiar with the road. Because Lin Qishan is a car rental service, the staff will help to check the tires and the condition of the car. The money makes the service special.

Because of the hot weather, and because he was running with girls, Lin Qishan didn't change into the stuffy racing suit, but only put on a mask and a helmet, which were used by the Hans system to protect his neck, and then got into the racing car.

The cockpit of the SR1 is very cramped. Although it has two seats, it is comfortable to sit on. If you wear a four-point safety belt, you will be firmly tied to the seat and cannot move.

Jiang Xiyue, who experienced it for the first time, even felt pain in her shoulder bones, and she was not so flexible when she wanted to raise her hand to use her mobile phone, but she was not delicate.

"Is it okay?" Lin Qishan asked with concern.

She made an OK gesture, it is impossible to admit cowardly at this time.

Lin Qishan smiled and electrified the entire car system, and then started the car. The vibration and resonance of the engine was clearly transmitted to the body, and the heat and tension of summer were also ignited at this moment.

There is no roof and no windshield, which made all these contacts more natural. Lin Qishan stepped on the accelerator and pulled the speed to 5000 rpm. The engine roared and made Jiang Xiyue panic and wanted to find something to grab.

Then he flicked off the clutch, started with the accelerator, and the racing car bounced away like a slingshot, and the person was instantly stuck on the seat, and the speed was pulled up crazily, and the wind was loud!
When the gear lever was pulled up, it felt like a kick was kicked in the back, and Jiang Xiyue felt her heartbeat being pulled up to more than [-], plopping like riding on the back of a mad cow!

A thought can't help popping up in my heart: I'm going to die!
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