Chapter 382 : Black Street Racing: Is This Your Horseman?
"Sister Qing, what's wrong?" Outside the runway, he ran into jj again
"Sister Qing, we are not here tonight. We are just here to play a role. Sister Mo is not here either."
Because JJ didn’t know that I knew Darius, he wanted to persuade me not to mind my own business.
"JJ, I understand. Don't interfere. This is my own business. Just help me take care of the baby."
As I said that, my eyes stopped on the boy who got off the silver sports car.
He, he, he is She Moyang!! That bastard who pursued me before, God! No! The plot shouldn't be like this!
"As expected of Han Qing, she is still so cute." She Moyang held Hei Canji's shoulder and deliberately demonstrated to me regardless of the embarrassment.
Isn't she just a black canned concubine? What's the point of showing off her stink? This is
"Daris, this is your horse, that little sister!"
She Moyang turned the topic to Darius who was behind me again. He walked straight to me and bumped his shoulder heavily into mine. Such a tall man almost knocked me to the ground.
It's really shameless. This can't be confused with men.
"Get out, you have nothing to do here." Darius stood behind me, grabbed my shoulders, and wanted to pull me out of the runway.
"It's so pity, Han Qing, are you afraid of running with me?" She Moyang saw Darius's nervousness towards me, and even bitten me even more.
Just make sure I can’t get off the stage and come to Taiwan
"It has nothing to do with her, get back here." Before I could say anything, Darius jumped in front of me and yelled at me.
This is the angry Darius, who has no warmth at all. What's more frightening than Yan Ye is that he won't listen to anything I say.
Just stick to what you decide and ignore anyone else’s feelings
"What the hell is that girl doing!"
"Don't occupy the runway if you don't run. I'll have to take a few laps."
"It's better to fight for women than to fight for women!"
"Car racing, racing car, racing car..." It took too long, and the men and women onlookers started shouting again, and their extreme patience was about to explode.
This is the outskirts, and the first full moon has already hung on the clear sky. Without the rendering of lights, the sky here can still see dense stars. The wind in the night sky has blown away the clouds, blowing clean the entire dark mountain.
Now it seems that the hidden mountain carrying countless weird legends is so beautiful that people yearn for it.