Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

With the breeze blowing, Long Qingcheng and Di Yuanjue walked lazily around the racing track.

After all, I have already come here, and it is very unacceptable to go back like this. Back then, this was one of her favorite careers. If nothing had happened, apart from studying medicine, the most likely side job would be racing.

She really wanted Di Yuan Jue to experience it.

Long Qingcheng did what he said, stopped, held the man's hand and asked, "Do you want to experience it?"

The man followed the girl, his voice slightly hoarse, "Experience?" He was in good spirits after sleeping all morning, but his voice was still a little hoarse. He folded his arms lazily and looked at the girl, waiting for her to explain.

Long Qingcheng turned around with the man and started walking towards the racing point, explaining that she wanted to take Di Yuanjue to run up and down, and then go back directly.

Di Yuanjue stood in front of her with one hand in his pocket, a slight smile on his lips, his palm fell on the top of her head and rubbed it, his voice was magnetic and low, "Okay."

He indulged Long Qingcheng very much, and the girl's eyes were full of eagerness, as if she wanted to open Di Yuanjue's eyes.

Shadow Wind and Shadow Thunder also quickly found two racing cars.

One car for two people.

Di Yuanjue held Long Qingcheng's hand, which was silver and mellow, "Which one do you want?"

Long Qingcheng took a look and saw that the two cars were almost the same, but one was black and the other white.

Without any hesitation, she directly chose black, "Let's go with this."

Long Qingcheng opened the driver's door and fastened his seat belt. The passenger's door was also opened by Di Yuanjue and he got in.

This was the first time she drove Di Yuanjue, and she couldn't take her eyes away for some reason.

The man was wearing a black satin shirt with a slightly open collar. Looking closely, you could see that his long legs were nestled in the passenger seat.

He whispered, "Safety first."

Long Cheng put his arms on the car door and smiled, "Of course."

Beishan Circuit is a typical mountain road, with three consecutive turns in the middle and a 6,000-meter straight slope.

A car sped out, and Shadow Wind and others behind them directly chose a faster road down the mountain, preparing to wait for them at the foot of the mountain. They could also stop in the middle to watch one person's racing car.

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As the car speeds on the racing track, the roar of the wind and the sound of tires rubbing against each other are constantly heard on the car.

At every turn, Long Qingcheng passed by at a rapid speed. The people watching the racing car were shocked, and the people sitting in the racing car were even more shocked and excited.

The speed of the car was so fast that it could only pass by as a ghost on the curve.

Long Qingcheng's driving skills are very superb, she even overtakes all the racing cars.

The thrill of racing can make you forget everything.

Just at the third corner, Long Qingcheng drifted directly through the corner at almost the fastest speed. After a harsh friction sound, the car forcibly turned around and began to turn around.

Shadow Wind and Shadow Thunder were completely dumbfounded.

Gu Tianyi, who was stuffed into the trunk car, also saw it. She was very calm and even took it for granted. She was the queen of the international arena and was extremely dazzling.

Forcibly deforming the front of the car on such a track is undoubtedly courting death.

Long Qingcheng was not afraid at all. She even controlled the car with one hand and turned around, "Ah Jue." Her voice was filled with excitement. She wanted to hear the man kiss her.

The man pursed his thin lips and glanced at A Qing, "A Qing, that's great!"

He lives and dies with her.

When she saw a man just praising herself, it was okay, but it was still close. Almost in the next second, she directly picked up the man's neck, and then kissed him hard, with a soft voice, "This kind of praise is the most heart-warming."

Before Di Yuanjue could react, Long Qingcheng let go of her hand and reached the straight ramp. She slowed down, stepped on the clutch, stepped on the brakes, accelerator, turned the steering wheel hard, returned the car to its normal position, and climbed up together. ramp.

When the car finally reached the finish line, the two also saw Shadow Wind and others waiting for them at the intersection.

White smoke billowed in the distance, and their car quickly entered the final intersection.

That speed made Ying Lei dumbfounded. Looking at it for one minute and 14 seconds, it was almost the speed of a professional racing driver, or even faster.

This kind of training requires a long time and repeated repetitions, so how did Long Qingcheng become a professional athlete?

Not long after, Long Qingcheng opened the door.

The moment she walked out, Di Yuanjue also walked out one after another. The two of them were about to change positions and continue driving away from here.

The two of them were still calm and composed, but the man pursed his thin lips tightly and walked towards each other.

The next second, the man firmly pulled the girl into his arms.

"You...wu..."

Before he finished speaking, Di Yuanjue circled her waist with one hand and clasped the back of her head with the other hand. He ignored the people beside him and bowed his head to stabilize her deeply.

Long Qingcheng was caught off guard by a deep kiss, but she subconsciously wanted to retreat.

Because there were three pairs of eyes staring at them next to them, she was inevitably a little shy about such an intimate matter in public.

But Di Yuanjue's strong arms tightly circled her, making it impossible for Long Qingcheng to break away and escape.

After the kiss, Long Qingcheng buried herself on his chest.

With a somewhat ostrich mentality, after breathing calmly, he even wiped the water stains from his mouth on Di Yuanjue's shirt.

At this time, the man was rubbing her back time and time again, and Yang Lip lazily raised his eyes to look at the other side.

Gu Tianyi caught Di Yuanjue's eyes, took a deep breath, and then suddenly got into the car. Defeated, the two of them were in love, and no matter how much he said, it would not help.

Di Yuanjue pursed his thin lips and stroked her hair soothingly.

The man sighed softly, put his chiseled chin on the girl's head, stood beside the car with his arms around her, and whispered in her ear with a hoarse voice, "Go back?"

Long Qingcheng raised his head from Di Yuanjue's arms and glanced at Yingfeng and others with his peripheral vision. Seeing that they had entered the car, he breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, curled up the corners of his mouth, and left with a smile.

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Perhaps it was because Di Yuanjue was very smooth along the way, but Long Qingcheng also became a little drowsy halfway through the journey, and finally fell asleep at home.

Dusk falls.

Long Qingcheng and Di Yuanjue had dinner. After all, she disturbed Di Yuanjue for some time at noon. In the evening, she did not go to Di Yuanjue and asked him to arrange things in the study. She didn't know how many days she would go to the Xuanyuan family tomorrow.

She was holding her chin on the bed, a little lost in thought.

At this moment, it was a mess outside.

Long Qingcheng noticed something was wrong, so he put on his shoes and walked out, "What's going on?"

Yingfeng didn't dare to hide it, so he had no choice but to tell him about his boss's fever in the morning. Long Qingcheng frowned, "He has a fever?" Are you crazy to accompany him for a ride?

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Durian: Baozi had a fever yesterday, but he got it late today! ! ! Woo woo woo...