The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 379 Give You A Doll

This stingy man!

Yan Zhixin really wanted to slap him in the face, but unfortunately, she was so motion sick that she lost all strength.

Soon, cars arrived one after another. Those people who got off the car and those who stood at the finish line watching the race came towards them with admiration. in column.

"I didn't expect there to be such a hidden master in Haishi. Today I learned a lot!"

"Brother, it's a pity that you don't join our supercar club!"

"Brother, you are a professional gamer..."

The voice of admiration stopped abruptly.

The young man who was walking in the front was stunned when he saw Mo Junting's face when he approached, and he stuttered: "Bing... Young Master Bingshan?"

The others were also stunned.

Speeding a car and meeting the Bingshan Emperor?

It was like a dream!
Everyone didn't dare to say that he was invited to join the supercar club... This is a god who can't even kneel down to invite him!
The usually flamboyant young people all looked at the god in their hearts with shining eyes, wishing to worship.

Mo Junting didn't have the heart to pay attention to them, and asked lightly, "Where's the prize?"

The young man woke up from a dream, and said repeatedly: "Over there, besides the championship trophy, there are..."

Mo Junting raised his eyes, and his eyes glanced far away at the prize placed on the roof of a supercar, instead of walking over immediately, he turned his head to look at Yan Zhixin.

Yan Zhixin hesitated for a moment, opened the door and got out of the car.

When everyone saw Mo Junting and other women, they were a little curious and followed his gaze... Yan Zhixin had already put on a mask one step ahead.

All they could see was her beautiful figure and bright and moist eyes.

The crowd couldn't guess her identity, and they didn't dare to talk nonsense, they just surrounded them and walked towards the prize car.

Mo Junting was not interested in the championship prizes, so he pointed to the one-man-tall white rabbit doll and asked, "This, is it okay?"

That's the prize for No.3.

No.3 happened to be the young man who was going to be a recommender for Yan Zhixin, so he offered it with both hands without saying a word.

Mo Junting didn't take his for nothing, he threw the championship trophy and prizes into his arms, picked up the doll and handed it to Yan Zhixin: "Take it, let's go."

Yan Zhixin took the doll in a daze, followed Mo Junting back to the car in a daze, and left in a daze, leaving only a group of excited and envious young people behind.

Especially the one who exchanged prizes with Mo Junting, holding the championship trophy and kissing again and again: "This is given to me by Young Master Bingshan himself, he recognizes my driving skills!"

A group of people nearby both envy and despise: "People just recognize your doll!"

On the way back, Mo Junting drove slowly and steadily, but his words were not gentle at all: "You are so weak, you have to practice."

Yan Zhixin took off her mask, and said blankly, "What are you practicing?"

Mo Junting lightly tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips: "Practice driving skills."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

She doesn't want to be a drag racing gang, as long as it's enough, there's no need to spend more time practicing, right?

Besides, driving makes perfect, wouldn't it be good for her to drive a few more times?
Mo Junting didn't know whether he had guessed her thoughts or some other reason, and said flatly, "This is a survival and life-saving skill, and it must be practiced."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Well, he was right about everything he said.

Mo Junting drove the car back to the old house of the Mo family, planning to go to Dijingxuan because Yan Zhixin couldn't leave, so she had to stay here, but she liked the big white rabbit doll very much, and slept with it at night.

After falling asleep, Mo Junting came into the room, and seeing the white rabbit doll blatantly occupying his bed, his face darkened instantly.

(End of this chapter)