Although he was sure that Chu Tianshu could not beat Wei Xun on the track, Lu Tong still felt a little uneasy.
She stared at Song Yuyan and said with a playful look: "Song Yuyan, how do you prove that he is your man?
We have agreed before that we cannot look for foreign aid, but our own men are an exception."
The reason why she made such an agreement in the first place was because she knew that Song Yuyan was single, and she knew very well that although Song Yuyan acted fashionable and avant-garde, she was still very traditional at heart and could not just find a man to be her boyfriend.
She didn't want Chu Tianshu to play, so she started to use this method to restrict Song Yuyan.
Song Yuyan pointed at Wei Xun and asked, "How can you prove that he is your man?"
"Isn't this simple?"
Lu Tong smiled sweetly and kissed Wei Xun's lips directly.
Wei Xun put his arms around Lu Tong's waist, and the two of them had a long and lingering kiss, full of passion.
They kissed until the oxygen in their lungs ran out, and then the two reluctantly parted.
Lu Tong looked at Song Yuyan and chuckled: "If you still don't believe it, why don't we go upstairs and sister can show you something larger?"
Gao Mengmeng pouted his red lips: "Despicable."
Lu Tong curled his lips and said: "Gao Mengmeng, don't be so weird. I call this truth. Although you are pretending in front of others, you may be showing off your debauchery behind your back."
Song Yuyan pursed her lips and turned around to approach Chu Tianshu.
Chu Tianshu knew that she wanted to prove their relationship to Lu Tong by kissing him, so he quickly took two steps away.
He looked at Lu Tong, curled his lips and sneered: "Just a kiss can prove that he is your man?
It’s so funny. Don’t you still have a large scale one?
Why don't we go to the second floor and you give me a show?"
Seeing Chu Tianshu duck away, Song Yuyan pursed her lips, and a look of loss flashed in her eyes.
Lu Tong snorted coldly and said nothing.
She was just stimulating Song Yuyan, how could she really do anything complacent in front of others, then what would she become?
Lu Tong said coldly: "So what if he is your man?
Could he help you win?"
"Whether you can win or not will be known after the competition."
Song Yuyan snorted coldly and wanted to hold Chu Tianshu's hand.
However, she stretched out her hand halfway and took it back again.
How embarrassing would it be if Chu avoided someone again?
Gao Mengmeng had a look of hatred on his face, stamping his feet and yelling: "Stubborn!"
Guan Jun shook his head and sighed: "What a pity."
After leaving the villa, Song Yuyan threw the key to Chu Tianshu and got into the passenger seat.
Chu Tianshu started the Ferrari and, under the guidance of Song Yuyan, drove the car to the competition venue.
What they are competing against today is not a regular track race, but a simulated mountain road race.
On a hill behind the club, a winding track was specially built for members who are not satisfied with the regular track.
The Ferrari stopped at the starting line. Song Yuyan pointed to the mountain road ahead and said to Chu Tianshu: "Start from here, finish the winding mountain road and go down the mountain from the other side. The first one to finish wins."
At this time, several sports cars drove to the starting point one after another.
Only then did Chu Tianshu realize that it was not just Lu Tong and Song Yuyan who were competing, but also others.
In the orange Lamborghini in front of the villa just now, Guan Jun and Gao Mengmeng were sitting.
Guan Jun looked at Chu Tianshu through the car window, with a disdainful smile on his lips.
From the opening and closing of his lips, Chu Tianshu could tell that what he said was: "Be careful, don't damage my Ferrari."
Chu Tianshu took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth without lighting it.
Song Yuyan moved her lips twice, wanting to give Chu Tianshu a few words, but in the end she said nothing. She believed that Chu Tianshu had his own sense of proportion.
Lu Tong and Wei Xun were driving a dazzling purple Maserati.
Wen Ruyu did not participate in the competition, but went directly to the observation deck on the top of the mountain.
The view from the observation deck is wide enough to see the entire runway clearly.
A young man wearing a black trench coat appeared next to Wen Ruyu and sighed softly: "Song Yuyan is too reckless. Wei Xun is a legend in the professional circle. She can count the number of losses on one hand. She dares to challenge any reckless boy she can find."
Compare?
What a joke."
The young man is the owner of this supercar club, Huang Jianyi.
Wen Ruyu smiled slightly: "Never make any judgments before you see the results."
Huang Jianyi smiled and said: "Ms. Wen seems to be very confident in that reckless boy. Forgive me for my blindness, does he have any great background?"
Wen Ruyu smiled softly and said nothing, with a secretive look on her face.
After a pause, Huang Jianyi continued: "No matter what the result of the game is in a while, I hope Miss Wen can make peace with it and don't let Miss Song and Miss Lu conflict with me."
Wen Ruyu nodded lightly.
In a purple Maserati, Lu Tong pulled up the black skirt on her legs, exposing her round thighs wrapped in black stockings, and said in a charming voice: "Help me win this game and step on that little bitch who doesn't know how high the sky is.
, I will call you husband in bed tonight."
Wei Xun smiled evilly and said, "I like hearing you call me daddy."
Lu Tong murmured softly: "Bad guy."
"Just watch it."
Wei Xun's heart felt hot, his Adam's apple twitched, and then he clutched, shifted into gear, and accelerator, all in one go.
When the green light ahead turned on, the purple Maserati and the tall orange Lamborghini sped out at the same time, demonstrating that Wei Xun and Guan Jun's driving skills were far superior to other drivers.
Glancing at the red Ferrari that still seemed to be unresponsive in the rearview mirror, Guan Jun sneered disdainfully: "Amateurs are amateurs."
Gao Mengmeng said angrily: "If you don't listen to me, I'll see how Yuyan cries later."
Wei Xun glanced greedily at the beautiful legs in black stockings that were so close at hand: "Get ready to fight me for three hundred rounds tonight. There is no suspense in this game."
Lu Tong covered his mouth and smiled charmingly: "The slave family is always ready."
At this time, a low roar of an engine suddenly came from behind, and the fiery red Ferrari chased up from behind, cutting between the Maserati and Lamborghini at extremely fast speeds.
With a "boom" sound, the Ferrari's exhaust pipe sprayed out a stream of black smoke towards the Maserati behind it, and flew away, straight up the hill, with a very arrogant momentum.
Guan Jun and Wei Xun's faces suddenly darkened, and the big words they just said seemed to be slaps on their faces.
Wei Xun's face darkened and he sped up to catch up. The Maserati seemed to turn into a streak of purple lightning, drifting through three consecutive sharp turns at a speed of no less than a hundred pulses. Lu Tong next to him was holding the hand tightly with a very serious look on his face.
It's nervousness.
In the Ferrari, seeing Chu Tianshu taking the lead far away from the other cars, Song Yuyan's pretty face turned red with excitement: "I knew you would definitely win."
Seeing the Maserati chasing after him, Chu Tianshu gently tapped his foot to brake.