Addicted to seduction, the cold CEO cries every night

Yan Xia didn't have time to refuse.

He was pulled by Pei Jing to a red racing car.

Pei Jing put her into the car and fastened her seat belt carefully.

Then he walked to the cab by himself.

"Pei Jing, this is too dangerous."

Yan Xia was suddenly a little scared.

But as soon as she finished speaking, the group of young men standing not far away raised their hands and said to Pei Jing: "Brother Pei, come on!"

Pei Jing took safety measures for himself and turned back to smile at Yan Xia.

"You know what? When adrenaline is soaring, it's easy to forget those unpleasant experiences."

"So, I just want to make you happy."

Yan Xia: "..."

She could still tell the difference between life and happiness.

"I don't..." She raised her hand to open the door.

He was pulled back by Pei Jing again.

The young man smiled at her and said, "Don't worry, I'm very skilled."

When he finished speaking, Pei Jing had already started the car and drove to the starting point.

The speed was so fast that Yan Xia subconsciously held the safety bolt.

When Pei Jing drove over, several cars were already parked at the starting line.

As soon as Pei Jing was in place, the little beauty in bikini immediately waved the flag in her hand.

Before Yan Xia had time to react, Pei Chi's car rushed out like an arrow.

At that moment, Yan Xia felt that her heart was almost in her throat.

"If you want to scream, just scream." Pei Jing looked ahead with all his concentration.

A steering wheel was thrown out, leaving another car behind.

Yan Xia has never played such an exciting game.

I felt like my whole body was trembling nervously, but my brain was inexplicably excited.

As Pei Jing said, his skills are indeed very good.

But after just a few corners, all the cars were left behind.

He stuck out his tongue and licked his slightly dry lips excitedly.

Taking advantage of the gap, he looked back at Yan Xia: "Are you happy?"

As he spoke, he made another sharp turn.

Yan Xia clenched her fists tightly and asked him through gritted teeth: "What do you think!" Pei Jing smiled nonchalantly: "Sit tight!"

After that, he turned a corner and turned up the mountain road next to him.

Maybe he was used to it, but Yan Xia dared to open his eyes and look out the window.

Looking at the other cars chasing behind her, Yan Xia became inexplicably nervous.

Pei Jing was right about one thing.

When adrenaline surges, the depressed mood disappears.

She held the hem of her skirt tightly with her hands, feeling inexplicably better.

Someone spoke on the microphone of the car.

"Brother Pei is still awesome, he won again."

"That's right, if this continues, why not go to the national competition and play with us!"

Someone agrees.

Yan Xia glanced sideways at Pei Jing.

She only thought that Pei Jing's design was awesome, but she didn't expect to drive away like this.

She was about to praise Pei Jing, but there was a muffled sound from somewhere.

The vehicle that was originally driving on the track suddenly lost control.

Yan Xia secretly screamed something bad.

Before he could react, the car veered uncontrollably towards the other side of the track.

"It seems like a flat tire."

Pei Jing frowned and wanted to stop the car.

But the speed was too fast and the emergency was too urgent, so the car didn't obey his instructions at all.

The brakes also lost their function.

Finally, it hit the mountain wall on the side.

The moment it hit him, Pei Jing let go of the steering wheel and threw himself in the direction of Yan Xia.

"Boom..."

When the muffled sound sounded, Yan Xia felt his eyes darken.

Then passed out.

Before she fainted, she didn't forget to curse Pei Jing secretly.

I don't know if he heard it.

When he woke up again, Yan Xia found that he had slept in the hospital. (End of chapter)