"How are you? Are you feeling better?" Feng Jicheng opened his arms and relaxed into the wind. He looked at Simiao with eyes like bright stars in the night sky, and she evoked a smile, which was the same smile he had before.
What I have never seen before is just a smile that belongs purely to a girl, and it is also a very intoxicating smell.
"Much better," Simiao nodded. The breeze ruffled her hair, which blended with her smile and gave her an elegant beauty! Several peers with their hair in various colors came to her side.
, the first sentence was, "Sister-in-law, good evening", which made her startled.
The man with dyed blue hair looked particularly eerie under the dim light. He looked at Feng Jicheng and said jokingly, "No wonder I haven't seen my eldest brother here recently. It turns out I have a sister-in-law."
Simiao couldn't help but blush with embarrassment on her cheeks, "Feng and I are just ordinary friends." Someone immediately whistled nearby, and the blue-haired man said again, "We are all called Feng, and we say we are ordinary friends."
Feng Jicheng's handsome face had a handsome arc, he smiled and said, "Okay, Alan, don't be ridiculous." He put his big hand on Simiao's shoulders and said, "Her name is Zhen Simiao, you guys go first
Just call me sister. I am a little bit inferior to eldest brother, and I am still pursuing her. She is not the casual woman before. When you talk, please be clean, do you understand?"
Ah Lan recognized the interest and led the people around him, "Sister Simiao," it seems that the boss is really attentive...
Emma Ma was lying comfortably on the sofa watching TV. When she heard a sound on the stairs, she sat up suddenly. She glanced at Ouyang Ji who was hurriedly going downstairs and asked hurriedly, "Yang Ji, are you going there?"
where?".
"Go out for a while and be back later." Ouyang Jijun replied coldly with an ugly face. He had been restless the whole night. This was the first time he was so restless. It was because of a woman. It's so late. Where is she?
What? Will he be in danger? All the questions lingered in his mind, making him unable to wait. Even if he couldn't find her on the roadside, at least it would be better than just sitting at home.
powerful.
Hearing this, Emmasha walked quickly to Ouyang Ji, blocking his way, her light blue eyes filled with anger, and asked, "Are you looking for her? Is that necessary? Marry her back, no?
Is it just to avenge Sisi? I have to say that Zhen Simiao had problems with her character at the beginning. How can a woman with a child at the age of eighteen be any better?!"
Ouyang Ji frowned, his dark blue pupils tightened violently, and his cold and thin lips pursed into a straight line, "What about your character? If you hadn't cheated on me, how could my father have died? Don't think I know everything.
I don’t know, I was outside your door that night, and you begged your father to let you live, but your father finally mistakenly strangled you and chose to commit suicide. But at that time, you were obviously still alive, why didn’t you come out?
Sound to stop?! At that time, as long as you said a word, my father would not die!".
"You all know?!" Emmasha said in shock, almost falling to the ground, couldn't help but take a step back, and said with tears in her eyes, "Yes, it was my fault back then, but your father was too excited at that time.
Well, the result of my speaking out is very likely that the two of us will die together, do you understand?"
"I don't understand, so I will never forgive you. It was your betrayal that killed my most beloved father." Ouyang Ji said in a low and cold voice, "If I want to continue living here, I don't need you.
Just making irresponsible remarks." After saying that, he walked out the door.
Emmama fell to the ground and cried loudly. If she had known this earlier, she would never have betrayed Ouyang Ji's father. Now, not only has she ruined a happy family, but she has also made Ouyang Ji hate her so much...
….
Feng Jicheng and Simiao leaned lazily on the car, watching them racing with interest. Feng Jicheng asked, "Do you want that feeling of flying?".
"What?" When Simiao was confused, Feng Jicheng had already taken her wrist, put her into the car, and got into the driver's seat.
"When the car drifts, as if it is flying, then all the worries will be forgotten. I will take you to experience it." Feng Jicheng tied the safety belt on Simiao's body and looked at it with his dark eyes.
She said warmly, "Trust me!" Taking advantage of Simiao's surprise, he planted a kiss on her lips, and then drove the car to the parking space for the competition with a smile on her face.
Because of Feng Jicheng's participation, the drag racing reached a climax. There were endless whistles and waving flags flying in the wind. Simiao's heartbeat was beating like a drum. God knows this is the first time she has done such an exciting thing. Such as
The bright and restless eyes like a deer looked around the six other cars in the competition. From the faces of each car owner, you could see the excitement and joy. Just listen to the beautiful woman standing in front of the sports car, wearing a short dress and a short skirt, raising her hand.
Qing raised the flag in his hand and shouted, "Five, four, three, two, one" and lowered the flag "go!".
As soon as he finished speaking, Simiao felt that Feng Jicheng's car was like an arrow that had already been strung on the string. The moment he let go of the string, it jumped out at an unstoppable speed. He bit his lower lip tightly to prevent himself from making any sound.
She shouted in panic, turned to look out the window, things were flying before her eyes, and scenes of unhappy scenes flashed in her mind. She shook her head, closed her eyes, listened to the wind whistling in her ears, and felt the pleasure of the car's half-tilt drift.
, as Feng Jicheng said, the feeling of flying can make you forget all your worries!
Feng Jicheng's doting eyes looked at Simiao, who first kept quiet for fear of affecting him, then learned to adapt, and then enjoyed the pleasure. His lips curved with a hint of pleasure, and he put the gear into gear and accelerated again.
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The Rolls-Royce was driving aimlessly on the busy highway. Ouyang Ji sat elegantly in the back seat and answered the call, "How is it? Is she with Feng Jicheng?".
"Yes." On the other end of the phone, David stammered, "On the Middle Ring Road in the northern suburbs, your wife is with Feng Jicheng and a group of drag racing gangs." Before he could finish speaking, Ouyang Ji was already hanging up while racing.
The call was disconnected.
David stood at an inconspicuous location on the middle ring road in the northern suburbs and said to the hung up microphone, "Mr. Ou, you obviously care about your wife, so why do you torture yourself like this? You are really a fan of the authorities"...
Feng Jicheng parked the car, smiled and looked at Simiao, who was still a little uneasy with his eyes closed, and said sadly, "Open your eyes, it's over."
"Is it over?" Simiao slowly opened her eyes and raised a faint smile on her lips, "In the future, I will also learn to drive."
"Okay, I'll leave it to you now, get out of the car." Feng Jicheng stretched out his big hand and rubbed Simiao's hair lovingly, then opened the car door and walked out. At the same time, Simiao also got out of the car and lowered his head.
She was shaking her head, and in the next second a pair of shiny leather shoes came into her sight.