are you a cat

Xu Yuxing woke up instantly and sat up straight.

He glanced at the electronic clock beside the bed, it was less than six fifteen.

From his home to the studio, we can get there within 10 minutes with a slight increase in speed when the road conditions are clear.

You still have time.

Yechen looked at him with calm eyes, so calm that there was no wave: "You don't have to force yourself."

Xu Yuxing tasted a hint of connotation from it.

"No force." He quickly got out of bed, pulled his collar to take off his T-shirt, and emphasized to Yechen, "It's not force at all."

Xu Yuxing was very fair, and he liked to wear dark clothes, which made his normally exposed skin even more exaggeratedly white.

Usually standing under the sun will dazzle like reflections, and when the clothes are taken off, the tight muscles hidden inside can be seen at a glance.

When I raised my hand to lick my head from the collar, I exerted a little force on my waist and abdomen, and the gully between my chest and abdomen became more and more obvious.

Ye Chen's eyes flickered, and he accidentally saw two balls of pale pink on his chest.

He turned his eyes away abruptly, and he didn't know what was wrong, but he felt uncomfortable all over, and walked out of the house as soon as he lifted his feet.

When Xu Yuxing took off his clothes and looked up, he saw his back flashing past the door.

Yechen felt that just as he returned to the living room, Xu Yuxing had already chased him out of the bedroom. He grabbed the car keys thrown on the table, hooked Yechen's shoulders and carried them to the entrance: "Let's go."

It was not yet full light after six o'clock, and the whole city was still asleep.

Xu Yuxing rushed all the way to the door of the studio, and saw that there were still 06 minutes before the morning class at 30:2. He turned the phone screen to Yechen and said with a little complacency: "Look, you're not late."

The meaning in the words is like waiting for a compliment.

Yechen snorted coldly, unfastened his seat belt and wanted to get out of the car, but Xu Yuxing stopped him as soon as he opened the door.

He turned his head, and Xu Yuxing took out two small breads and milk from nowhere, and handed them to him after checking the expiration date with the help of the roof light.

Yechen took it and searched for the date subconsciously.

"It's not expired," Xu Yuxing said with a smile, "Let's make up for it today."

This small bread was bought by Shao Fan before and stuffed for him, and it was left in the car without eating, so it happened to come in handy today.

"Thank you." Ye Chen said.

He took two steps after getting out of the car, turned around in a strange way, Xu Yuxing rolled down the driver's window to watch him, the two looked at each other, he smiled and waved his hands.

Ye Chen turned his head and went upstairs.

The studio's class time is from 06:30 in the morning to [-]:[-] in the evening, with one and a half hours of rest and meal time at noon and evening, and school ends at [-]:[-] in the evening.

Having said that, there were still many students who had not left the studio at eleven o'clock.

Ye Chen is the same.

By the time he packed up his painting tools and walked out of the studio, it was nearly twelve o'clock.

Standing in the corridor on the second floor of the studio and looking down, you can see Xu Yuxing leaning on the car under the tree and playing with his mobile phone boredly, with a cigarette in his hand.

As if aware of it, Xu Yuxing just looked up, and when he saw him, he put away his phone, pinched his cigarette and threw it into the trash can next to him.

When Yechen came downstairs, he was spraying the bottle of strawberry-flavored breath freshener into his mouth.

After training for a week, Yechen has gotten used to seeing him every morning and evening when he leaves the studio.

Since the beginning of the training camp, Yechen has changed his lazy style in school, never missing classes late or leaving early, and the time to come out of the studio is getting later and later every day.

I suffered from severe sleep deprivation every day, and fell asleep leaning against the back of the chair not long after getting in the car.

The dark circles under his eyes were obvious, Xu Yuxing didn't want to wake him up, so he stopped downstairs in his unit and turned off the ignition.

It has recently entered the rainy season, and it started to rain again in the middle of the night.

There was a bit of coolness in the wind, Xu Yuxing raised the car window, reached out to grab a piece of clothing from the back seat and covered Ye Chen with it.

Yechen's eyelashes trembled slightly, showing a tendency to wake up.

This time he slept a little deeply, and when he opened his eyes, he was still a little dazed. He looked at Xu Yuxing who was close at hand for a moment before lowering his eyes and sitting up straight.

He rubbed his face, his voice was hoarse as he just woke up: "I fell asleep again?"

This word again means that this is not the first time he fell asleep on the way home.

He turned on the phone screen, it was almost two o'clock.

Yechen looked at Xu Yuxing apologetically, "Why didn't you call me?"

Yechen is not a person who doesn't care about others.

It takes about 10 to [-] minutes to drive from his home to the studio. Xu Yuxing waits downstairs to pick him up at [-]:[-] a.m. every morning. He can't sleep for a few hours when he goes back at this time.

It didn't matter to Xu Yuxing, although it was a bit painful when he got up, but he was able to go home to catch up on sleep after seeing off the children, much happier than Yechen who stayed in the studio from morning till night.

"Seeing that you are sleeping soundly, I am not willing." He smiled, "Go up quickly."

"Then you..." Yechen hesitated, and changed his words, "Don't come to pick me up tomorrow."

His face was pale, looking like he was unhappy again.

"That won't work."

Xu Yuxing directly refused: "Other children have their parents to pick them up, so of course you have to."

He frowned lightly, and leaned into Yechen's ear: "Why, I'm embarrassed to trouble you?"

The warm breath was gushing in his ears, and Yechen frowned and hid to the side, pursing his mouth tightly and did not speak again.

His ears were a little red, Xu Yuxing glanced at him, knowing that the kid was having a fight, he was too embarrassed to admit it.He smiled, and tapped the steering wheel twice with his fingertips: "Why don't you move to my house?"

Yechen raised his eyes, and Xu Yuxing gave him examples one by one with his fingers: "Look, my house is closer to the studio than yours, so if you live in my house, you can save time and we can both sleep for a few more minutes in the morning."

After finishing speaking, he emphasized: "Especially me."

Yechen dragged his family into Xu Yuxing's house.

Opening the air box, Ningning didn't come out, and looked at the strange environment around him again and again, his pupils dilated, and the whole cat looked terrified and defensive.

After Yechen put down the flight case, he didn't provoke it anymore, letting him get used to it slowly.

Xu Yuxing tidied up briefly, and seeing that the door of the guest bedroom was open, he went over and knocked on the door.

Yechen was arranging the clothes in the suitcase. When he turned around, Xu Yuxing had already entered the room. He casually took a piece of clothing from the suitcase and put it on a hanger and handed it to Yechen: "The cat litter box is on the balcony, cat food cans and so on In the kitchen."

"Yeah." Yechen nodded, took the hanger and hung it in the closet.

"Your painting materials are all in the study." Xu Yuxing handed him another one.

The two of them handed each other a hang, and they cooperated very well, and they cleaned up Yechen's suitcase in a short time.

He only brought a small twenty-inch suitcase, which contained some summer clothes. Anyway, Xu Yuxing's house is not too far away from his home, so he can go back to get it anytime he needs it.

He packed the suitcase and looked at Xu Yuxing: "Where do you put this?"

"Give it to me." Xu Yuxing put the box in the utility room.

Yechen went to the study to tidy up his painting utensils, and when he passed by the living room, he looked into the flight case, and there was no Ningning in it.

I looked around, and finally saw half of the unhidden fur tail in the corner of the sofa and curtains.

There were footsteps behind him, and before Yechen could turn his head, Xu Yuxing hung on his shoulders, "What are you looking at?"

He followed Ye Chen's line of sight and laughed lightly.

Immediately there was a light on Yechen's shoulder, Xu Yuxing withdrew his hand and squeezed the phone and squatted quietly, slapping Ningning's tail.

After taking the picture, he still wanted to touch it, but before his hand touched Ningning, he quickly took the tail away and got into the depths of the sofa.

Xu Yuxing got up with a smile, looked at Yechen and said, "Cowardly cat."

childish.

Yechen scolded him with his eyes, then turned and went to the study.

Xu Yuxing followed the past, a person's professional things are rarely given to laymen, Xu Yuxing understood this truth and did not do him a disservice, leaning against the wall to watch him sort out the brushes, paints and albums by category.

Just when Yechen put the picture album on the bookshelf, he took his hand.

He saw the portrait sketches in the album, and said, "Xiaochen."

Ye Chen didn't raise his head: "Yes."

"Do you still need models?" he asked.

What he said was inexplicable, Ye Chen looked over, Xu Yuxing said: "Call me next time you draw a portrait, I will be your model for free."

Ye Chen withdrew his gaze and ignored him.

To this day, Xu Yuxing felt that he had already grasped Yechen's character thoroughly, so he said shamelessly, "If you don't say anything, it's as if you agreed."

He put the albums up one by one, and there was the last one left in his hand.

Some of Yechen's albums are his own, and some are masterpieces. The cover of the book in his hand has a self-portrait of Van Gogh printed on it, which is as heavy and thick as a brick.

"Do you like Van Gogh?" Xu Yuxing said as he flipped through the pages, and the paper that was originally in the album slipped to the floor.

It was a piece of drawing paper folded in half, torn apart halfway through, leaving some hazy colors on the back.

Yechen looked at the drawing paper on the ground but didn't react.

"What is the painting, why are you tearing it up?" Xu Yuxing bent down to pick it up.

Before the words fell to the ground, Yechen had already quickly picked up the painting, took the painting album from Xu Yuxing's hand, clipped it inside, and then stuffed it on the bookshelf: "It's nothing."

Xu Yuxing smiled: "Afraid that I will see your dark history?"

Ye Chen didn't refute, he smiled even more, and directly rubbed Ye Chen's head twice: "Children."

Yechen knocked off his paw impatiently.

The more reluctant Xu Yuxing was, the more he wanted to make trouble for him. Relying on a good master to catch Yechen's head, he groaned for a while, and finally succeeded in ruffling Yechen's hair. He was also successfully kicked out of the study by Yechen who was furious, and the door slammed It was loud.

Xu Yuxing knocked on the door: "Xiaochen?"

Yechen paused for a hand pulling his hair, and a second later he replied indifferently and confidently: "Get lost!"

Xu Yuxing really wanted to leave, and he had to go to the studio and company.

By the time Yechen packed up, Xu Yuxing had already left for a while.

Ning Ning has already got out from under the sofa, vigilantly and curiously began to explore the new site.

Hearing the movement, the whole cat jumped up, and stared at Yechen who was sitting on the sofa for a long time, but did not dare to move.

Yechen also looked at it, one person and one cat stared at it, and finally Yechen bent down to greet it: "Ningning."

When Yechen called out, Ningning's big tail swept the ground.

The familiar voice made her relax her vigilance, moved closer to Yechen, and sniffed his trouser legs with her nose up.

After sniffing, he started to circle around Yechen's feet, rubbing his little head against Yechen's legs.

Yechen touched it, looked at the smooth and soft fur of the puppet cat, and for some reason, he stroked the fur from Ningning's buttocks to the top of his head.

Ning Ning's beautiful hair was in a mess, her small face was tilted, and her blue eyes were full of confusion.

Yechen: "..."

Was he infected by Xu Yuxing?

He patted Ning Ning with a speechless face, and then pushed the cat out to let it play by itself.

Ning Ning followed his strength and walked out a few steps, and looked back at him halfway.

Yechen sat cross-legged on the sofa and logged into Weibo.

Before the training camp, Yechen finished all the business drafts in hand, and also told Party A, who often cooperates, to suspend receiving drafts, but because he was too busy later, he had no time to take care of Weibo.

As soon as I entered, there were hundreds of private messages.

In addition to the promotion cooperation of the brand side BD and the private letter of the draft request by Party A, most of the fans are asking him why he hasn't updated Weibo for so long, that is, he hasn't posted new paintings or cat pictures.

Ye Chen didn't reply one by one, he edited a top Weibo.

He said he was going to prepare for the Central Academy of Sciences, and stopped updating Weibo for one year. At the same time, in order to thank the fans for their support in the past few years, he opened a lottery, drawing three fans to designate paintings, and the opening will start at [-] o'clock tonight.

[Grandma, the blogger you follow has been updated! ]

[Come on, Ningning!Central beauty is too difficult, I plan to test Chuanmei next year! ]

[Mueller, Ningning, you are actually a high school student? ? ? ? ]

[People who are better than me work harder than me, I cried QAQ]

[Ning Ning come on#play call]

[If I win the lottery, I will ask Ningning to draw our wedding photo #狗头]

As soon as the Weibo was updated, there were a lot of comments, and Yechen was sleepy after reading a few.

During the training camp, he suffered from severe lack of sleep. He put his mobile phone on the coffee table sleepily, and fell asleep within 2 minutes after his head touched the armrest of the sofa.

Ning Ning inspected Xu Yu's family, returned to the living room, jumped on the sofa, and found a comfortable position in Ye Chen's arms.

The sky outside the window was dark, the wind was howling, and it seemed to be raining again.

The lights were on in the studio, the wind blew the leaves outside the house and made the windows slap, the first thing Shen Mu and Wen Zhihao did when they came back from outside was to arrange their hairstyles.

"It's so windy outside." Shen Mu closed the window and turned on the air conditioner with his backhand, "It's going to rain again."

July and August are the rainy season in Rongcheng. It rains almost every day, and the room is hot and humid.

They just came back from the company, and after a short rest, they will go to the next city for business performances. It belongs to the same province as Rongcheng, but it is a city with better food than Rongcheng, which enjoys the "City of Gourmet".

Although Shao Fan has been there countless times, he is already drooling and thinking about what to eat after the performance.

Xu Yuxing sat lazily on the sofa, took his mobile phone and sent Yechen a message: Kid, what do you want to eat tonight, I'll order takeaway for you.

Shao Fan said: "Let's go eat Chuaner tonight, this restaurant is very delicious and it's near our hotel."

Where the band usually goes out, as long as Shao Fan is there, there is no need for everyone to use their brains about what to eat, he must have arranged it clearly.

There is no work tomorrow, Shao Fan means to stay in the next city for one night after the performance, and come back after eating well the next day.

Xu Yuxing said: "Don't count me out, I'm coming back today."

Shao Fan was stunned: "Brother, are you not with us?"

Xu Yuxing said: "Xiaochen has to go to class tomorrow, I have to see him off."

"Is it a day for you? It's already ten o'clock after the show, and you don't feel too lazy to run." Shen Mu interjected, "Those who don't know think it's your three-year-old baby, and you can't leave it alone."

"I'm happy." Xu Yuxing unlocked his phone and entered the chat page, but Ye Chen hadn't replied to him yet.

He put down his crossed legs and stood up, looking down at Shen Mu condescendingly. He said to Shen Mu: "Can you control it?"

Shen Mu shook her hair exaggeratedly, and stepped on the sofa: "Are you really tall?"

Xu Yuxing smiled and said nothing, only two words in his eyes——

of course.

Suddenly, Shao Fan let out an "ah" and bounced off the sofa, almost knocking Shen Mu off.

He quickly pressed his fingers on the screen of the phone, and the sound of the keyboard slapped. He called Xu Yuxing brother, and Shen Mu called sister, and then turned to greet the other two friends: "Wan Ge Xiao Hao Quickly retweet the Weibo posted in the group, my wife is going to draw a lottery!"

Shen Mu sat on the armrest of the sofa and poked Xu Yuxing: "Ah Xing, hand me the phone."

The only one who can make Shao Fan so excited is his wife who really loves painting hands.

After Xu Yuxing posted on Weibo, he casually glanced at the comments below and realized that this painter named Ning Ning was also participating in a training camp to prepare for the CAFA exam.

It's quite a coincidence.

After the teammates packed up the equipment, they were ready to go.

Usually everyone can have a car, but today because Xu Yuxing was coming back at night, he drove by himself.

He grabbed Shao Fan into his car: "You are in my car."

Sitting in the passenger seat, Shao Fan put his palms together and prayed sincerely: "Pick me up."

Counting the teammates who helped retweet, he has a five out of X chance.

The wipers swayed, and Xu Yuxing took a last look at his phone before starting the car, but there was no new news.

He threw the phone in the storage slot and said to Shao Fan, "You are an African who doesn't buy another bottle of Kangshuaifu, you still want to smuggle in?"

Shao Fan clutched his heart and slumped on the seat: "Brother, stop talking..."

Xu Yuxing said: "The probability of picking me is higher than picking you."

Shao Fan: "..."

Unable to refute.

Yechen was woken up by the sound of rain hitting the glass.

A thick layer of dark clouds outside the window seemed to be pressing on the top of the head, and dense water droplets hit the window glass, converging into countless water marks.

Today's rain is very heavy, and it is only four o'clock in the afternoon, and it is as dark as the evening.

The floor of Xu Yuhang's house was high, and there was no one on the road when he looked down.

Yechen watched by the window for a while, put the cat in his arms on the ground, and went to get the phone on the sofa.

There are two unread messages from contacts, one is a group message, Bai Jingping is complaining about how suitable the weather is to sleep in bed, and he is forced by his mother to dig him up to study.

Deng Xing posted a photo of him and Deng Suisui studying in a coffee shop.

[Bai that Bai]: Thank you, no dog food.

[deng]: Where's your cutie?

Both Yechen and Deng Xing knew about Bai Jingping's pursuit of Sang Meng, so he remained silent and replied six o'clock in the group.

Deng Xing said: Come on.

[White that white]: The little panda sighs.gif

The two chatted for a while, and Bai Jingping was in the group, Aite Yechen: My Chen'er, come out and chat with my brother.

Although it is a three-person buddy group, Yechen is also the one who dives in the group. Most of the time, he just watches the screen and does not speak.

Yechen touched the switch while typing: I just woke up.

The message went out and the room lit up.

He exited the chat page, clicked on the message from Xu Yuxing, and replied with two words: whatever.

After sending it out, I felt that it was a bit too blunt and indifferent. After withdrawing it, I replied again: it’s okay.

It seems that there is no problem now.

In the group next door, Bai Jingping was filled with righteous indignation: Damn!envious!

[C.]: You can too.

[deng]: Yes, you can too.

[Bai that Bai]: I can't!

[Bai that Bai]: I will be scolded!

Xu Yuxing set up an easel for Ye Chen in the study, and Ye Chen turned his mobile phone to silent and put it in the bracket, took out the photos stored in the album and began to practice sketching.

As soon as he picked up the pen, he was very focused, until Ning Ning squeezed in through the gap in the door and jumped on his lap to suck the milk before interrupting his thoughts.

It is said to be a sketch, but what Yechen did was to practice the big scene, and it took only two-thirds of it in more than two hours.

He exited the photo album to check the new message. Xu Yuxing replied to him more than 40 minutes ago. He was about to click in when the doorbell rang.

The takeaway waiter was wearing a raincoat and stood at the outer door covered in water: "Your takeaway."

Based on the logo on the packaging, Ye Chen recognized that this is X Ji Bean Curd Rice, and it is also a time-honored brand with a good reputation and taste in Rongcheng.

Yechen unpacked the package, took out the bean curd, dipping dish and salty roasted white one by one, took a photo and sent it to Xu Yuxing.

Xu Yuxing also returned a photo.

They eat Bo Bo Chicken in X City.

Teacher Yu's call came in suddenly, and Ye Chen answered it: "Mr. Yu."

"Xiaochen, are you still used to the studio?" Teacher Yu asked.

"I'm used to it." Ye Chen said.

"Your teacher praised you to me," Teacher Yu said with a smile, "You said that you paint well and work hard. We all think you can go to a better studio for training. Do you still want to go to the capital?"

Although Ye Chen went to Rongcheng's head studio, it was better than Sifang Studio.

On the one hand, Sifang Studio has excellent conditions in all aspects, and on the other hand, the more excellent the studio, the more intense the competition, and it has gathered good seedlings from all over the country.

Yechen's grades are considered top-notch in the studio he is currently in. Teacher Yu actually wants him to meet other outstanding students. Only with competition and competition can he move forward faster.

Yechen actually knew Teacher Yu's intentions, but when he heard these words, Xu Yuxing's face suddenly flashed in his mind.

If it was before, he would definitely not hesitate.

But during this period of time, he was dropped off at school, picked up after school, and there were still people at home who were worried about whether he had eaten on time and ordered takeaway for him.

He was silent.

"Xiaochen?" Teacher Yu raised his voice.

"Thank you, Teacher Yu," Yechen lowered his eyes, "I think it's pretty good in Rongcheng."

"Okay," Teacher Yu respected his decision although he was a little regretful, but he still didn't give up completely, "Then if you want to go anytime, just tell me, and I'll help you find a relationship."

The spoon in his hand poked the fresh and tender bean curd in the bowl, and Yechen said, "Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, he found a new message from Xu Yuxing: By the way, Xiaochen, I should be home late tonight, so you don't have to wait for me if you go to bed early.

Yechen stared at this sentence for a long time before putting the phone upside down on the table with a dark face.

Crazy, who wants to wait for him.

After he finished his meal, he packed up the takeaway bag and put it outside the door. He watched the time and posted the lottery on Weibo.

On the other side, Xu Yuxing and his party were waiting to perform on stage.

Shao Fan clicked in at the first moment of the lottery draw, and then, like a deflated ball, wilted visible to the naked eye: "Sure enough, there is no me."

He turned to Xu Yuxing: "Brother, do you know?"

Xu Yuxing was cleaning the piano, and said coldly, "I don't know."

Shao Fan cried like a song: "I participated in this lottery not for myself at all."

Xu Yuxing gave him a look to let him experience it.

"Really!" Shao Fan said, "I thought that if I won, I would ask my wife to draw us an album cover! My dream——" Shao Fan cried, "again came to nothing."

"It's these three people!" Shao Fan read the IDs of the three winners, indignantly, "You stole my dream!"

Xu Yuxing interrupted him: "Read that ID again."

Shao Fan repeated the last ID and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"This winner..." Xu Yuxing opened Weibo, and sure enough, he saw an unread reminder.

He gasped for a word, and Shao Fan raised his heart: "It's you?"

Xu Yuxing nodded: "It's me."

"Ah!" Shao Fan stood up in surprise, "Hurry up and send a picture of me to my wife, I don't ask too much, just draw me like your picture!"

Xu Yuxing: "Your dream?"

Shao Fan: "That's not important."

Xu Yuxing sorted through the photo album, and under Shao Fan's expectant gaze, he sent a photo of himself.

It was a photo of the stage where the facial features could not be clearly seen but the atmosphere was strong. The lights on the stage were psychedelic, and the fans in the audience were boiling.

Shao Fan was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

"I won the prize with my ability," Xu Yuxing chuckled, "Why did you send your photo?"

Yechen received three requests one after another, one asked him to draw his idol, the other asked him to draw a character design, and finally received that...

He paused looking at the photo.

Although the facial features of the person in the photo were somewhat blurred, he recognized Xu Yuxing at a glance.

It can be seen that the person who took the photo has a lot of research on photography, the composition and light and shadow are excellent, and the teammates around Xu Yuxing can be vaguely seen, but they seem to be hidden under the light and shadow, with only a blurred outline.

The beam of light above Xu Yuxing's head was the center of his sight.

But this picture...

Ye Chen always felt that he had seen it somewhere.

He looked around the living room, then got up and went into the study.

There are many photo frames hanging on the wall opposite the bookshelf, and Yechen quickly locks on the photos that are exactly the same as those on the phone.

He typed: Xu Yuxing?

delete.

Is this you?

send.

Xu Yuxing only saw this reply after the performance.

Before he posted the photo and went on stage to perform, he just unlocked his phone and saw it.

All of a sudden, Xu Yuxing remembered that the lady deleted the painting because she was annoyed by Shao Fan.

Then if he said it was him, it felt quite risky.

Among other things, Xu Yuxing really liked the hand-painted one.

Just in case, he decided to avoid risks.

Xu Yuxing replied: No ma'am, I'm his fan.

Yechen waited for such an answer, but he didn't say anything, and made an appointment with the other party to receive the manuscript.

Because he only has one day off a week now, and he also has some exercises to do, so he doesn't have much time to draw private drafts, and the three fans have agreed to deliver the drafts within two months.

Having said that, he has also started to draw the line draft of one of them.

The idols that Ye Chen drew first, besides copying, he likes to create freely.

He also searched the Internet for information about that idol, and after doing a general understanding, he swiped some video clips from fans related to him, and then he came up with a general idea.

Just as he was preparing to draft, news from Xu Yuxing came in.

He asked Yechen if it was still raining at home.

Yechen glanced out the window, it was pitch black outside, but the rain was pounding, and the drops of water on the glass were not small.

He replied: Yes.

Such a heavy rain is a night drive, which is actually quite dangerous.

Yechen wanted to say that you don't come back, and wanted to tell him to drive carefully, but it seemed that he couldn't say anything about his concern, so he wrote, deleted, and deleted in the input box, and finally sent a hard sentence: It's quite big.

The rain in City X has stopped, the road surface is very wet, and the air is cool after the rain.

Xu Yuxing was waiting for the traffic light. He looked at the chat box on the opposite side repeatedly showing that he was typing, but after typing these three words for a long time, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Before the red light turned green, he pressed the voice button: "Don't worry, I'll drive slowly."

The countdown on the opposite side was not over yet, Xu Yuxing thought about it, and sent another voice message.

"Ten-year-old driver," he trailed off, "very skilled in driving."