Dancing Youth: Evil and Rebellious Girl

Chapter 1098 I won't be afraid

When I turned around, I saw Ye Ziye's rare sad expression, and couldn't help teasing her: "What's the matter? The competition is coming, do you finally know how to be afraid now?"

Picking up her pointed chin, leaned down, and kissed her tenderly.

It was just a very shallow kiss. After the kiss, his sharp eyes searched for her anxiety.

Ye Ziye's hair was getting longer and longer, reaching waist length. The fiery red hair was choppy, which set off the charm even more.

She is no longer the girl with flying short hair, who raced the motorcycle crazy, and always caused trouble.

Although there is still indelible evil charm and rebellion, the wildness and arrogance hidden in the blood may erupt at any time.

But now she has become mature and sensible, and she is no longer willful.

Because of her lonely heart, there is only one person living.

They have each other's existence, deeply engraved in the depths of their hearts.

"Tch, I won't be afraid." She blinked her big dingy eyes, turned her head, raised her proud little chin, still arrogant.

Ye Ziye is Ye Ziye, no matter how calm and mature she becomes, the rebellion and arrogance in her bones are still unmatched by anyone.

Just one movement, one look, enough to fascinate people deeply.

Zuo Zhe looked at her, the lines of her side cheeks were beautiful, revealing a stubborn taste.

The smile naturally extended to the corners of the eyes, and the eyes were crooked because of her smile, full of his doting and affection.

"I know that you won't be afraid, and I also know that you will succeed." He stretched out his hand, took her into his arms, and tightened his arms tightly: "Because you are Ye Ziye."

[—Ye Xiwei's original *** Tencent first release —].
The scorching sun was shining brightly, scorching the earth hot.

There is no wind, and it is almost impossible to find some coolness.

This is a grand event for thousands of people, all kinds of men and women gathered outside the competition track outside the effect.

Cheers and screams came and went.

Bright flags, coquettish racing cars, red men and dolls, graffiti with colorful paints on their faces, show their fanaticism and excitement.

Today, it was already very sweltering, but now with their enthusiasm, the arena became hotter and hotter like cookies in an oven.

There are more than 30 sports cars parked on the runway, each of which is more colorful and hotter than the other.

There is no most beautiful car, only more beautiful ones.

Red, deep black, emerald green, and blue are the main colors.

(End of this chapter)