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"are you angry?"

Wen Cha tilted his head, looking at his hand that was grasped when he wanted to straighten Qi Xiuzhu's collar.The man's palm is wide enough to hold his wrist with one hand.

Wen Cha broke away gently, ended the unfinished movement, fiddled with the man's already neat collar, inadvertently scratched his chin and Adam's apple, stepped back wisely, looking soft and obedient.

"What kind of shaving cream do you use? It smells so good."

The man didn't respond.

"Still angry? Well, then I won't bother you to be angry. It's time for me to go home."

Qi Xiuzhu looked at the back of Wen Cha's departure, as if being gently swept by a lazy fox's tail, the indescribable itchiness spread from the throat to the whole body to the bones, together with the awakened body, unknowingly spread.Lust and indifference are contradictoryly mixed on his body, and there is an obscure attraction.

Warm tea.

He chewed these two words in his heart.

Wen Cha didn't bother to care about the thoughts of the man behind him. He was in a good mood today, so he met Dou Yidou, but he had more important things to do.

He has to go home to coax his brother.

Wen Rong had just landed at the airport, and when he learned that there was a commotion at the Zheng family's birthday party, he rushed home and scolded Zheng Mingzhong and Xue Qingzhou mercilessly, and continued to release low pressure for the next few days.

The house collapsed and my brother was gone.

Wen Rong wanted to kill someone.

But as a law-abiding citizen, he can't put it into practice. He can only torture the culprit in his eyes.

Zheng Mingzhong frowned: "Brother, please, it really has nothing to do with me. Who knows Patriarch Qi's thoughts, can you and I be reasonable?"

From golf to taekwondo to kendo, he has been abused by Wen Rong in the past few days, and now he has been dragged to the racing field.

Wen Rong is a genius, a proud son of heaven, not only in his study and career, but also in his hobbies and hobbies.

The rumbling heavy metal electronic music was deafening, Zheng Mingzhong tried his best to ignore Wen Rong's eyes that were about to turn into sharp knives, and the two brothers hugged Wen Cha's shoulders: "I'll bring my brother to see the excitement."

With warm tea here, maybe Wen Rong could restrain himself a bit in order to preserve his image in front of his younger brother.

"What did you bring him for?" Wen Rong really wanted to break Zheng Mingzhong's mind to see if it was brand new, as if it had never been used.

Wen Cha just came here, he was afraid that Wen Cha would be spoiled by those dudes, so he didn't go to any bars or nightclubs.As a result, Zheng Mingzhong broke through all his efforts once, and Wen Rong sighed helplessly seeing Wen Cha's seeming interest.

"Follow me for a while, you know?" He stroked Wen Cha's furry head.

Wen Cha nodded obediently.

Wen Rong smiled in satisfaction, and when he turned to Zheng Mingzhong, his face changed instantly: "You, compete with me in a while."

Zheng Mingzhong wailed: "Why isn't it over yet?"

He gritted his teeth angrily as he watched Wen Rong and Wen Cha's backs go away.

Qi Xiuzhu said: "It was supposed to be over, but you brought him here, it's different."

Zheng Mingzhong turned his head when he heard the words, his hair boy was sitting still in the smoky clouds, his fingertips were pointing on the leather sofa, the outline was sharp and angular.

"Hey, are you free? Aren't you very busy?" He took a bottle of unopened mineral water and gulped it down. He was going to drive later, but he didn't dare to drink.

Qi Xiuzhu said lightly, "Nothing happened recently."

How can it be?There must be some conflict within the Qi family. After all, the Qi family has a lot of troubles, and Qi Xiuzhu's brothers are not very fuel-efficient.

But even if his friend didn't tell him, he wouldn't reveal it: "Okay, I'll change into the racing suit, you wait here."

On the other side, Wen Rong had already changed his helmet and clothes. When he saw Wen Cha saw a small set of pure white racing suit with red matching, like a child looking up at a beautiful crystal ball in the window, he couldn't help but feel his heart soften: "Want to try it?"

Wen Cha turned her head, her eyes sparkling: "Is it okay?"

Zheng Mingzhong just happened to see Wen Cha finish changing his clothes, and said in amazement, "My brother, just stop there, and you will definitely capture tonight's champion with a single hook."

Wen Cha ignored the strange names in his mouth, and looked in the mirror with satisfaction.

As a scion of a well-known ignorant family in his previous life, he certainly knew how to race cars, and was even well-known in that circle, but he didn't dare to expose himself in order to maintain his character here.

But today, thanks to Zheng Mingzhong, who pulled him to the racing track, he was so kind to him.

He had nothing to do after cheering Wen Rong up at the starting point, and was about to return to the auditorium, when a thin monkey-like person suddenly appeared and stuffed him with a helmet, his expression was like a strong man blowing up a bunker, very tragic:

"Handsome, help me take off the helmet, can I go to the bathroom?"

"Where's the person in the No. [-] car?" The order maintainer roared vigorously. The noisy scene was overwhelming. He didn't have a radio at hand, so he could only look for someone with a broken gong.

His eyes lit up, and he found No. [-]'s helmet, grabbed someone and stuffed it into the car: "Hurry up! The race is about to start! Hurry up and get ready, you're going to die if you don't even put on the helmet! Don't be so handsome! "

The warm tea stuffed into the car inexplicably:?

I knew this competition was not official, but I didn't expect it to be so unreliable that even the contestants could make mistakes.

But one of the things that Wencha is best at is making mistakes.

He moved his knuckles and touched the steering wheel.A long-lost sense of excitement sweeps through his brain. Power, beauty, alcohol, and extreme sports are the most likely to stimulate people's perceptions. Warm tea seems to return to the sensual indulgence of his previous life before his death. Sparks shot out from inside and burned the bones hot and painful.

The No. [-] car is a Ferrari with a silver body, but it has not been modified enough, and it is far worse than Wen Cha's previous car.

"Obey." Wen Cha spoke to the car as if he was in love, "Let's take a beautiful trip."

Tire pressure, oil temperature, fuel, adjusting the angle and seat, the memory almost engraved in his mind made his movements happen in one go.Two rows of thick smoke spewed out from the exhaust pipe, and a dozen racing cars rushed out of the track amidst the loud engine sound.

"We can see that Wen Rongzai's No. [-] car is in the leading position. We, Mr. Wen, are still young. He won all the championships in our competitions in the past few years." Listen figuratively.

"For the first corner, the No. [-] car finds the Alex point. Good! The standard outer and inner corner driving template! The No. [-] car, Zheng Mingzhong, has improved a lot in the past few years. The first time we came here, we Zheng Shao But I was so scared that I went back to buy insurance overnight!"

The audience booed.

"Old Leopard! Can you shut up if you step on the horse? It will affect my watching the game!" The audience laughed and cursed.

"Okay, now we have already run half of the car, and they are going to come to our famous car rollover site, making several sharp turns in a row, I wonder if the young masters in our car will be safe or take risks?" Old Leopard Cheerfully watching the play, "Hey! What the hell! What is car No. [-] doing!"

The No. [-] car passed with the No. [-] blue Lamborghini, continued to slam on the accelerator, the body shook wildly, abandoned the car in front to seize the critical point of judgment, and went straight to the guardrail, and almost broke through in the next second. cliff!

The warm tea could hear the sound of blood flowing and tumbling all over his body, as if it was stained with venom, which stimulated his adrenal hormones to rush wildly, yet seemed extremely calm.

At the moment when it was stuck, the tires of the No. [-] car rubbed against the ground and made eardrum-piercing friction sounds. It grazed the guardrail, accelerated, sprinted, and passed the No. [-] car that was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.

Before the speed of the car could be adjusted back, there was a violent impact sound from behind the car, and Wen Cha reflexively let go of the steering wheel for a second.

In just a second, the tires of the racing car spun and were about to hit the railing. Wen Cha pulled the steering wheel, made a simple and rough corner, and rushed back to the center of the track like crazy. Strictly.

"The speed of the car can't be controlled, he's going to hit the No. [-] car!" Lao Bao exclaimed.

His eyes widened. The owner of the silver Ferrari seemed to have slammed the handbrake. With the No. 180 car as the point, he deviated at a subtle angle when he was about to hit the rear of the car. With the No. [-] car as the center, he burned the tires on the spot and drifted beautifully. [-]-degree rotation around the first car.

The microphone relayed the old leopard's undecided voice through the loudspeaker: "Fuck, he's flying the plane here!"

The tattered No. [-] car swung its head back with an unstoppable momentum and slid a long distance to the finish line perfectly.

"Damn it? Who is it! It wasn't Wen Rongying, I wasted so much money for nothing!"

"It's a dark horse! I asked around about this car, but no one knew it. Where did the peerless master sneak in?"

"Sloppy! I'm so handsome! I'm laying eggs!"

"I've never felt this good in my life! I feel like I'm going to sho!"

"Where is the video! Some people don't have a video, a must-have artifact before going to bed! Repeat it every day, and the miracle will reappear!"

A group of gangsters crazily imported yellow accents, and the atmosphere on the scene was pushed to the top for a while.

The door of the No. [-] car was pushed open, and everyone held their breaths, one long leg stepped out first.

The tight-fitting white racing suit perfectly outlines a good figure, tall and light, with a slashed waist like a soul-robbing knife, incredibly thin and tough.After taking off the helmet, the hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes were wet with sweat and became darker, and the lips bit their lips when they were excited, and they turned red as if they were smeared with blood.The extreme contrast of red, black and white condenses into a thrilling color.

Xiao 0, who was talking coquettishly at the scene, was heartbroken: "Did you hit the model? Beauty 1, I can do it, if I can't, I will do 1 for love? Woooooo, I really want to stick with the big beauty!"

Zheng Mingzhong, who was the first to get out of the car, stuttered and was stunned: "This...isn't this my brother Wen Cha?"

Wen Cha let out a long sigh of relief, and waved habitually to the crowd who were screaming and swearing wildly, and there was a sudden explosion of more violent noise.

cool!

But slip away too!

"Warm tea." Before he had time to escape, a familiar voice sounded behind him, but also a little strange.

Wen Rong's head was covered with sweat, completely different from the usual elite look at work, with a little more youthful air.His eyes became cold and fierce, Wen Cha watched him walking straight towards him——

Then he walked past him, grabbed the racer who came out of car No. [-] behind him, knocked him to the ground and punched him:

"How dare you hit my brother!"