After a misdiagnosis, I escaped from a wealthy family

Yan Donglin's actions were quick, and two sets of motorcycle suits were delivered to the hotel at night. Because he didn't know how to do it, Xu Yi couldn't tell what brand it was.

However, looking at the specifications and quality are not bad.

Considering that he will be in Hainan for half a week, he is not familiar with this place, so he can only let Yan Donglin arrange it.

The other party's contacts belonged to contacts, so he still had to pay for the event expenses separately. He was not stingy in this regard, and gave an extra card of [-] yuan.

"The size is quite suitable." Xu Yi buckled his belt and looked around in front of the full-length mirror, quite satisfied.

I was lazy after taking a bath, so I didn't go to the store to try it on in person, I only told people the size and height.

I thought the size would be a bit off, but I didn't expect the upper body to be very docile, and the effect is not much different from going to the store to try it on in person, and Xiao Yan is still very reliable in handling things.

He was about to take off his pajamas and turned around to see Yan Donglin sitting on the bed with a smile on his face, without any other movements.

Xu Yi frowned, and said, "Aren't you going to try it? If it doesn't fit now, there is still time to return it, and if it doesn't fit tomorrow, you can make do with it."

This person borrowed a car from a friend for tomorrow. After racing the car, he still has to go to the movies. The schedule is quite tight. Changing clothes in the middle may delay things.

In fact, he would not admit it, the reason why he opened his mouth was more because he wanted to see it.

Yan Donglin said lightly: "The size is definitely suitable, don't try it."

His eyes fell on Xu Yi's body and looked at him. Speaking of which, this one-piece motorcycle suit is very proportionate. If the proportion of the figure is average, the clothes will appear to have short legs and the whole person's temperament will be shorter. .

However, Xu Yi obviously didn't have this problem.He has a well-proportioned figure, wearing a silver-gray biker suit with dark red trim, his whole figure looks like a tall and straight green pine.

Because of the high waistline, the already eye-catching legs look more slender.

After Yan Donglin nodded in satisfaction, he praised: "It's very cool."

I can't make it in time now, tomorrow he will ask his assistant to contact Master Cookie to ask him to make a high-end dress, I believe Xu Yi will look better after wearing it.

But, under what name should he send out the finished product?

This is probably the inconvenience caused by concealing the identity, and there are gains and losses.

Yan Donglin is not afraid, because he is sure that when the high-end products are finished, he has already let the other party accept him from the bottom of his heart, and then the current false identity will be completely discarded, and Wen Shui will definitely be able to make Xu Yi, the 'frog' cooked.

Xu Yi didn't understand the self-confidence in Yan Donglin's heart, he admired it for a while with a smile on his face, and then dragged down his clothes reluctantly.

And Yan Donglin still didn't seem to change his clothes, it was normal to urge him once, but if he kept urging him one after another, this person should guess his own mind.

He hung up his clothes in a bit of disappointment, and this state lasted only a few seconds - Xu Yi thought very openly, anyway, he can watch it tomorrow, don't worry!

With anticipation for tomorrow, after washing, Xu Yi got into bed, closed his eyes and planned to sleep, but suddenly remembered the little request this man made in Cold Spring Palace, and he seemed to take it seriously.

Borrowing a car and buying clothes is not easy for Xiaoyan.

Rewards and punishments are clearly defined, this is Xu Yi's usual ethics, it doesn't seem too embarrassing to take the initiative.

Xu Yi encouraged himself from the bottom of his heart, when Yan Donglin lay down on the bed, he took the initiative to roll along the other's arm into his arms.

"What's wrong?" Yan Donglin looked at the fluffy head close at hand with some doubts

Under Yan Donglin's astonished expression, Xu Yi raised his head halfway, and kissed him lightly on the lips.

"Good night, here is your reward."

He quickly explained, and buried his head lower like a quail.

I'm not nervous, I'm not nervous at all, Xu Yi kept comforting his heart that was about to beat, his face was uncontrollably hot.

After a while, Yan Donglin, who realized what was going on, couldn't help but chuckled, his chest trembling slightly.

He rubbed Xu Yi's fluffy hair, and then solemnly held his small face, patted it, and kissed it back. He didn't bother, but simply returned the greeting, "Good night."

Holding the person's hand, he unconsciously squeezed it together.

The sound of even breathing came from the top of his head, Xu Yi's beating heart returned to normal little by little, and sleepiness welled up in his warm embrace.

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Although Xu Yi has no practical experience in motorcycles, he has a good foundation in driving and knows everything, so he can get started quickly.

After practicing two laps on the open locomotive pad, he was able to adapt. Of course, during this time, his speed did not dare to go too high.

Before that, he saw Yan Donglin wearing the silver car suit as he wished.It has to be said that this man has a superior figure, with a natural clothes hanger, slender and powerful legs, a broad back, and a narrow ape waist, and he is dressed in a car suit.

The ascetic beauty of the uniform made Xu Yi blush shamefully, but fortunately, he quickly moved his eyes to the motorcycle.

After getting started, they went to the secluded mountain path pointed out by Long Jingyang.

The mountain road is wide and winding, and there are almost no freight vehicles passing by, so the people who come here are drag racing drivers and some business motorcycle enthusiasts. The speed limit in the city, if you want to experience drag racing, you can only come here.

At the mountain pass, Yan Donglin stopped, with his long legs propped up on the ground, and looked at Xu Yi who also stopped.

Looking through thick eyepieces, he asked, "Are you ready?"

Xu Yi corrected the helmet he was wearing, and replied, "Okay."

"Then let's go, follow me!" Yan Donglin didn't talk nonsense, twisted the accelerator and put it in gear

The beautiful locomotive hummed, followed by a flash of gray lightning, and rushed out.Seeing this, Xu Yi followed closely.

The two did not soar too exaggeratedly, and the speed was controlled within the normal range.

Among them, Yan Donglin is still deliberately caring for Xu Yi. If his skills are really soaring, Xu Yi's current state at that speed will be difficult to control. He is not really racing for the sake of racing, so there is no need to be so serious.

Yan Donglin looked back from time to time, looking at Xu Yi's high-spirited figure, the corners of his mouth curled up little by little.

During the drag racing, even if Xu Yi didn't know much about motorcycles, he clearly felt that his car was very good.

The curved mountain road has twists and turns, and every time the aisle turns, the motorcycles are left behind by him, and the distance is getting wider and wider.

The wind whimpered into the ears through the glass helmet, and the extreme speed changed, Xu Yi felt a tingling sensation every time.

This feeling is very strange, it makes people's blood spurt | and the heart is running at a high load. At this moment, he left all his troubles behind him, and he didn't care about any illness or cancer.

Perhaps this can explain why drag racing is so dangerous, but there are still so many people who love it, because in many cases, the extreme subtlety of the challenge is enough to make people lose their minds.

At this moment, there is only one thought left in Xu Yi's mind, and that is...

--He wants to race against the wind

-- Relax in the vortex of speed, be the master of your own life.

Maybe life will end eventually, the true meaning of life is not necessarily about length, but more about satisfying oneself and leaving no regrets.

Xu Yi felt that the depression and unwillingness he had suppressed for a long time turned into the wind howling in his ears at this moment, and he was completely forgotten as he galloped along.

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