"Humph, you can do it yourself." Emperor Yan saw his wife walking not far away, left Yan Zhi and walked away.
Hearing the laughter of his mother and Sijin, Yan Zhen clenched his fists and restrained the infinitely complicated emotions in his heart. When he turned around, he had the same calm face as his father, and he stepped forward gracefully towards the smiling face.
The beautiful woman walked away.
He even walked up to Sijin and put his arms around her waist, with a pleasant smile on his face.
Sijin and Yan Zhi followed behind their parents, pinched Yan Zhi's waist with their fingers, and asked in a low voice: "Did you and dad quarrel?"
"Women make random guesses when they have nothing to do. My dad and I are discussing the issue." Sijin raised her head and looked at Yan Zhi with a contented look on her face. She smiled slightly and asked no more questions.
He held her in his arms, slowed down his pace, and gradually distanced himself from the old couple in front of him who were enjoying each other's lives. Then he took Sijin to the next corridor and turned to another path.
"Where are you going?"
"Aren't you bored when you go out for a walk?" Yan Zhen pulled her into the garage and drove one of the dazzling sports cars. Sijin sat in the passenger seat and muttered: "This car belongs to Uncle Yeye.
Ah, he usually doesn't let me touch him, not even my mother. Just be careful if he finds out, hehe."
"If it's not his car, I wouldn't even bother to drive it." The Car King's car is fun to drive, and its configuration is top-notch in the world.
Sijin smiled slightly, as if he was kidding when he accompanied Yan Zhi to do bad things, and said to him at the side: "Hey, I think so too. Uncle Yeye was taken on a trip by Uncle Li, and he won't be able to come back for a few months.
Come on, even if we dismantle his car, he won’t be able to relieve the fire.”
Just when Sijin was talking enthusiastically, the monster beside him kicked the accelerator and flew out.
The super sports car that belonged to the car king was roaring loudly on the winding road. Sijin sat obediently next to Yan Zhen, spreading his arms and shouting loudly in the wind.
Unexpectedly, soon there was another woman who was even more excited than her.
Looking again, it was Yan Xingan, standing in another convertible car, holding a silk scarf in her hand, flying like a carnival, her skirt flying, like a queen, giving orders to a dignified man in a suit and tie next to her.
: "Oh ho~~ Hong, overtake that car, overtake him, quickly!"
Sijin looked at Xingan's innately powerful aura that conquered the entire audience, and she was slightly excited in her heart, wishing she could stand up and encourage the men around her.
But as soon as she had this intention, the evil man beside her frowned and said softly: "Sit still!"
Sijin pursed her lips and looked unwillingly at the sweetheart in the other car behind her, her eyes filled with envy.
The appearance of Xinggan is not inferior to that of her brother Yan Zhen. She is only eighteen years old but so charming and hot. However, she is not the kind of annoying charming. There is a certain youthfulness in her charm. There is something about her body.
He has a unique aura, is as passionate as fire, and has a kind of pride that seems to be innate.
She is born with a European-style aristocratic temperament. Not only is she beautiful, she also has a powerful aura that can hold the entire audience, making her the ideal lover in the hearts of many young men.
"Oh hoo~~~Hong, hurry up and pass them, hurry up, hurry up!" Yan Xingan was condescending, pointing arrogantly at the car in front, and kept shouting.
Not to be outdone, Sijin turned her head and looked at Yan Zhi: "Zhi, hurry up, drive faster, get rid of your heart, get rid of her."