Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"That's not what it means, of course you have to be careful." Jing Jiaren's face has become very serious, "Racing cars are very dangerous, safety first, no matter what happens, your safety is the first priority."

Jian Chenche curled his lower lip indifferently: "I finally heard something from someone."

"Leng Aofeng, you too, remember you just made up the numbers."

"Although I'm not professional, it doesn't mean I can't." Leng Aofeng said, "I often play simulation games for training."

"Simulation game training?"

"Practice racing starts at an early age. In China, if you are under 1, you can't get a driver's license. You usually learn theoretical things first, and many F[-] masters have trained through simulation games since childhood." Jian Chenche only talked about his Hobbies, just talk a few more words.

Jing Jiaren looked at Leng Aofeng in surprise: "Then you can do it too?"

"Why, he doesn't look alike either?" Jian Chenche teased.

Jing Jiaren pursed her lower lip: "I've never seen him play before."

"Men are born to like the roar of racing motors, the friction between tires and the ground, and the feeling of the wind..." Jian Chenche raised his eyebrows, "It's like you women are born to like clothes."

SUN nodded solemnly: "That's right, very cool!"

"Little milk bag is playing."

Jing Jiaren pushed him back.

"SUN is not young anymore, SUN is a mature man!"

No one birds him...

Jing Jiaren asked a few more things about safety awareness. She felt very nervous and babbled like an old grandma.

Until two ladies of luck appear.

They changed into the racing suits that matched Leng Aofeng and Jian Chenche.

As soon as he came over, he immediately stuck to the two men, pinned their heads, and enthusiastically gave GOODLUCKKISS!

In front of Jing Jiaren, he gnawed madly.

SUN hugged Jing Jiaren's leg: "Queen, Uncle Wolf made a great sacrifice this time!"

Jian Chenche pushed the woman away wearily, with lipstick marks all over his face.

He didn't sacrifice?

"My face has never been touched by any woman!"

Jing Jiaren's eyes lit up: "So Boss Jane is so innocent?"

"..."

"Don't tell me you haven't touched a woman yet? . . . not one?"

"..."

"Chicken!" SUN said surprisingly, "He's the big one, and I'm the little one."

Jing Jiaren: "..."

"Mr. Leng of China, shall we go for a test drive?" Heng Mei held Leng Aofeng's arm and smiled charmingly.

"Mr. Jian, China, let's go too..."

Leng Aofeng's racing car had been selected in advance, it was the same model as his racing suit.

Of course, I choose the car first before changing the racing suit...

Leng Aofeng is a blue racing suit with a cool blue racing car!

And Jian Cheche is wearing a red racing suit with a red explosive car.

The test drive doesn't take too far to rewind...

Jing Jiaren wiped off her sweat, and waited in the shade with SUN. The sun was a little hot today.

Soon, the first one to come back from the test drive was the black beetle.

The ruthless man is like the Asura of hell, with leather gloves on his slender hands, holding the steering wheel coldly, the momentum, the pressure, aggressive and impossible to look away.

Many family members came to cheer——

The spectators were even more lively and harmonious, and they were isolated outside the venue by bodyguards, looking forward to it.

Jing Jiaren's heart clenched, the more she looked at the owner of "Beetle", the more she looked like Ximen Longting.