"It can't be considered as not eating, it's just that I don't have much appetite."

With a lot of worries, Yan Xiaye's slender eyelashes flashed because of guilt: "And I just looked thin, but I was actually very healthy, so don't worry if I don't have to worry."

As soon as he said that, Yan Xiaye realized that this was the most common word she used to treat the old lady recently.

But it was not appropriate to use this sentence on Li Yuntang, not to mention that she didn't know whether the other party was worried about her. This answer was no different from being self-indulgent.

"That..." A little embarrassed appeared on his face, and Yan Xiaye explained dryly: "I'm not saying that the uncle is worried about me..."

Li Yuntang started the sports car, looked ahead and slowly accelerated. He heard this and nodded slightly: "I am indeed worried about you."

Yan Xiaye's heartbeat suddenly increased by two minutes.

She quietly raised her eyes and looked at the handsome and indifferent side face of the man, and then withdrew her gaze at a loss, looking at the scenery that was quickly retreating outside the car window.

She was a little flattered to get such affirmation from Li Yuntang.

Under the thousands of lights, Bugatti rushed into the traffic at a speed, and his ears were filled with the friction of tires passing through the ground.

Seeing the sports car gradually leaving the mainstream lane, Yan Xiaye began to wonder what the uncle wanted to pick her up: "Where are we going?"

"Go to a place where you can relax." Li Yuntang increased the accelerator again, and the Bugatti's silver-gray body turned into a phantom on the private road.

It is far faster than usual, and it brings unexpected stimulation.

By the half-open car window, the cool night wind blew Yan Xiaye's long hair up, which also blew away her upset.

Calm down and enjoy this feeling. Yan Xiaye thought that this was the purpose of the uncle bringing her out, and she felt more grateful in her heart.

Until Bugatti stopped with a beautiful tail-swinging, Yan Xiaye opened his eyes with unfulfilled desire and saw Li Yuntang looking for a pair of sunglasses from the dashboard.

At this point, she realized that the man's intention seemed to be far more than just taking her out for a ride.

Just as she opened her eyes and looked around at the various sports cars parked nearby, some people came over to see Bugatti's license plate, and then cheered and knocked on the window in the cab: "Brother Yuntang! Lao Qi and I are still guessing you tonight

Will it appear? It's great, it's time to give the princelings a little color!"

Yan Xiaye still couldn't figure out the situation and asked in a low voice nervously: "Uncle..."

Li Yuntang was not in a hurry to reply outside, and gently brushed her slender fingertips across the corner of her lips with movement to stop her unfinished name: "Here, call me Yuntang."

"Yun... Tang?" Yan Xiaye spoke tentatively, and his cheeks instantly flushed.

It's just a change of name. What's the point of making a fuss about her so panic?

Li Yuntang seemed a little uncomfortable, and looked at her with long narrow eyes: "Yes."

Then, without giving her more embarrassment, the man opened the car door freely and greeted several men dressed in extraordinary clothes outside.

At this time, someone was sharp-eyed and found that there was still a Yan Xiaye in the car. He was shocked and shouted: "Hey? It was the first time I saw Brother Yuntang bringing a woman over here. What, this person must be our future.

Sister-in-law!”

"Ahh, Brother Yuntang also has a clue? I thought Brother Yuntang didn't like girls...Oh!"

"Shut up, can you say something in front of your sister-in-law?" Another man in a racing suit criticized his companion and smiled politely at Yan Xiaye and said, "Please come out, sister-in-law, we have a girl too."

Come with me, there is still some time left before you can go to the lounge to have snacks and chat."

After being invited so kindly, Yan Xiaye glanced at Li Yuntang with a red face, then got off the car generously and saw someone taking the key from Li Yuntang and driving the car far away.

She still didn't understand the intention of coming here tonight, but this did not prevent her from accepting the kindness of the young man in the racing suit: "Yuntang, then I'll leave first..."

"No." Before she could take a step, Li Yuntang raised his hand and held her arm, asking her to stand beside him: "There is nothing you can't listen to, just stay by my side."

Yan Xiaye blinked stupidly, and her whole face turned red again.

The man's body temperature was particularly obvious in the night wind, making her feel that the part of the skin she was touched was as hot as if it was about to burn.

A few young men winked and understood that this beautiful little woman had an unusual status: "Look, I said I can't speak, you boy didn't realize that Brother Yuntang and his sister-in-law were in love, it's hard to tell

It's hard to give up."

"Yes, yes, then we won't clean you two. You two can adjust to the best condition in about half an hour. Brother Yuntang must give us the best strength and fight those

Grandson's face!"

Seeing these men walking away slowly with their arms around, Yan Xiaye found that there were special people driving away from the sports cars parked nearby. He couldn't help but have more guesses about the purpose of coming tonight: "Uncle, it's hard here.

Could it be the underground racing stadium in the legend of Jianghai?"

"So you know." Li Yuntang raised his eyebrows and noticed that she changed her name back: "I asked you last time if you like racing, we have the same hobbies."

What he said was so calm that Yan Xiaye thought about it for a while before he suddenly remembered that ambiguous night, when she and Li Yuntang played arcades all night in the basement.

And he did ask her what she asked at that time, and her answer was still vivid in my mind.

But... she is talking about a two-dollar racing game?

When did you say that racing is so grand?

Jingjing admired Yan Xiaye's stunned little look for a while, Li Yuntang raised his hand and looked at his watch: "There are twenty minutes left, do you want to go to the bathroom once?"

"good."

He was escorted by Li Yuntang to the bathroom. Yan Xiaye walked in and scooped cold water on his face from the nearest bathroom.

Taking out a tissue to wipe the water droplets, she slowly raised her head and smiled slightly at the pale and thin self in the mirror.

If you remove the two main factors of inappropriate identity and lack of money, you should ask whether you like racing alone or not. Of course, she likes it.

Just when she thought that Li Beicheng was lying in the hospital for her, she ran out to relax by herself, which made her feel more guilty and her eyes became dim and unclear.

She didn't want her emotions to ruin her uncle's interest, so she repeatedly held the corners of her lips in front of the mirror until her expression returned to normal before leaving the bathroom.
Chapter completed!