Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3140 Rebirth Fate: You are my heartbeat (95)

  Ranbai remained silent and did not say the address.

  She supported her cold white chin with one hand, and looked at the scenery outside the car window. She was simply separated by such a glass window, but it seemed to separate a whole world, and everything outside could not be touched.

  She was quiet for a long time,

   Tap lightly with your fingertips.

  Finally took out the phone, swiped the screen, and quickly typed three words on the search bar on Baidu.

  Jiang Yuyan.

  Her fingertips stopped there, less than one centimeter away from the screen, the bright white light emitted by the phone fell on the white eyes, and the light was swallowed and annihilated.

  Finally pressed search coldly.

  Ranbai had a concept in my heart when I heard the boys talk about the racing game and the approximate time.

  And now this concept has been confirmed in the searched pages.

  On the phone screen,

   shows a picture of a teenager.

   has always appeared in front of the eyes. The vivid and real existence suddenly appeared in the virtual network, bringing a very subtle feeling.

  The teenager in the photo,

  A black racing suit, lined with a slender and tall figure, like a pine and a bamboo, invincible.

The white and delicate face is sharp and handsome. The black studs on the ears give off a faint sharpness, and the broken ink hair is knocked down. The deep eyes under the long eyelashes provoke a smile that is not a smile. Like a vortex at the end of the universe, dangerous and depraved, the thin red and bewitching lips under the bridge of the nose are half hooked with an evil arc.

  Like a face.

   Standing there condescendingly, unrestrained, cold and expensive.

  The driver was puzzled: "Miss?"

  Dyeing paused, exited the search page, and pressed the phone directly.

  After being quiet for a while, she said an address calmly.

at the same time,

  Car location,

  Jiang Yuyan likes to play is not a day or two things, he rarely really likes things, racing can be regarded as one.

  It’s just that this time I signed up for the competition not for fun or because I like it.

  But for dyeing white.

  He wants to bring a trophy to that person back.

  The direction of the heart,

  For her.

   There are still five minutes before the start of the game,

  The slender young man leaned there carelessly, lazy and indifferent, the young man with a clear and strong spirit, playing with his mobile phone at the moment, without saying a word, with a faintly depressed breath.

  When Zhao Zhao came back panting, he saw such a scene.

  A distance away.

  He was suddenly a little afraid to face Jiang Yuyan.

  Zhao Zhao felt that the young man’s heart would not be as light and calm as it appeared. He expected and hoped to be intertwined. He wanted to hide it with an unmoving look, but in the end it was only a disappointment.

  Jiang Yuyan saw Zhao Zhao, the boy's eyes were very pale, his eyes pierced through the air.

  Zhao Zhao took a deep breath, and helplessly spread his hand to Jiang Yuyan.

  No one around.

  The result is obvious,

   does not require any words to indicate.

   is probably an expected result.

  But Jiang Yuyan's eyes stopped there, and he didn't take it back. It seemed that there was no emotional change.

  It wasn't until the last moment before the opening that he looked back.

  The grand opening of this racing game is crowded with people, so it’s so lively.

  The auditorium was full of seats, crowded with people, and at first glance it looked like a black cloud.

  The excited discussion sounds noisy and chaotic.

  The voice of the host holding the microphone resounded in the air, easily mobilizing the atmosphere, which made people excited.

  Everything in this cold winter seems to break the ice.

  Several professional racing cars were in their positions. At the moment of the beginning, they rushed out like an off-string arrow and rushed past, leaving only a trace of afterimages.

  Screaming and cheering are conflated.

  The sound of the wind is harsh.

  Jiang Yuyan stepped on the accelerator, his slender and white fingers casually draped on the steering wheel, rushing out of life and death.

  The exquisite face was expressionless and indifferent.

  Since the beginning, any other racers have been thrown away.

  This is a very visually enjoyable game, but also a game without suspense.

  As everyone knows,

  As long as it is the racing competition that the enchanting car **** boy has participated in, there is no victory.

   is an existence known as a myth in the racing world.

   "Jiang Yuyan!"

   "Jiang Yuyan!"

   "Jiang Yuyan!"

When dyeing white came over, the first thing I heard was the constant screaming and shouting all around. They were obviously strangers, but at this moment, because one person formed a kind of unspeakable tacit understanding, they all shouted in unison. The name of the teenager.

Yes--

  Jiang Yuyan.

  Ran Bai listened quietly, her expression cold and quiet.

  Not far away, you can see the condition of the racing track.

  The beautiful and smooth-line sports car drove to the forefront. With its absolute strength, it surpassed other sports cars for a long time, and it was an existence that could never be surpassed.

   Flies away like lightning, free from being restrained in the harsh wind.

   Unbelievably presumptuous.

  The passion and brilliance are with you.

  Full of glory.

  The unique charm of a teenager like this will attract people to chase after just one glance.

   is wind.

   is light.

  Until the moment of breaking through the end,

  The scene was completely boiling, the screams almost broke the throat, all eyes were on the god-like young man.

Ranbai witnessed Jiang Yuyan's glory with his own eyes.

  This is not the first time she has seen Jiang Yuyan racing,

  It’s just this moment,

  Dyeing white but never thought about it,

  This is actually the last time.

  The tall and straight figure opened the door, seeing the beautiful and perfect skinny hands, and then the straight long legs.

  The slender young man walked out calmly, cold and lazy and expensive, with a kind of arrogant wind and light.

  The host took the lead and almost took the microphone directly to the boy’s face, his eyes were so bright.

  "As far as I know, you have won the first place again in the countless races! There has never been a failure. This time, what do you want to say about the success of the car?!"

  The scene is very boiling and noisy.

  But at the moment when he met the boy's thin eyes, he was strangely quiet again.

  Jiang Yuyan's long jade body stood there, his eyes darkened, his gaze shuttled across the crowd, looking for the familiar figure inch by inch.

However,

   did not see it.

  The young man squinted his eyes halfway, his eyes looked awkward, and he suddenly chuckled, which perfectly concealed the imperceptible trace of loneliness.

  He was facing the microphone, and his clear and sweet voice was of very nice sound quality. It was magnetic and sultry, through the light, it fell in everyone's ears.

   "I want to say something." Jiang Yuyan half-curved the corners of his lips, feeling a little stubborn.

   "I don't know if you are there or not."

  He stood against the light,

   "Can you see it."

   softly.

   "But I just want to say a word to you today."

  (End of this chapter)