"The relationship between Feng and I is not what you think." Simiao looked at the direction of the two cars coming back with worried eyes, "You have said that no one can catch Feng, so how can you ask me to return Feng?"
What about freedom? Feng’s freedom and restraint are only his own.”
"I fell in love with Feng," Nalu said suddenly. She observed the expression on Simiao's face and couldn't see any fluctuation. Could it be that the relationship between them was really simple, so why did Feng care about her so much? Feng did.
unrequited love?
"If you like Feng, what you should do is not deal with my imaginary love rival behind my back, but find a way to make Feng like you, because you have to know that even if I am moved by your words and leave Feng wisely, there will be a second one.
The second me, the third me appears." Simiao looked at Nalu with interest, "Are you watching the World Cup?".
"Ah?" Na Lu was startled, looked at Simiao inexplicably, and shook her head, "No."
"When I was watching, I realized a truth, that is, no matter how hard the opponent's players play, as long as the goalkeeper keeps the goal, everything will be fine. Do you understand? What you want to be is the goalkeeper."
"Haha..." Nalu suddenly enlightened and smiled charmingly, "You are such an interesting woman, no wonder Feng likes you."
"You are also an interesting woman," Simiao said with a slight smile, "Have you liked Feng for a long time?".
"It's been so long that liking him has become a habit." Nalu smiled bitterly, "Feng and I were classmates in elementary school, middle school, and university. In fact, I don't like such lively and noisy places, but Feng does, so,
I just liked it. One thing I didn’t explain is that in fact Feng and I have never been in love, I have always had a secret love."
"I've already guessed it," Simiao said softly, "Because I care so much, I don't dare to confess, because I'm worried that if I confess, I might not even be friends anymore." That's how I felt when I fell in love with Brother Junxi.
"Yes, that's what it feels like"...
On the curved road, two top-notch sports cars, one red and one yellow, were galloping like ferocious cheetahs. The bodies rolled over each other or rotated or reversed, and finally stopped on the road. The engine made a roaring sound and the car lights were bright, like wild beasts.
With his night eyes, he stares ahead without giving in an inch!
Feng Jicheng stuck his head out of the car window, his mysterious and dark eyes shining with determination, "My skills are not bad."
"Same for you." Ouyang Ji's noble light blue pupils burst out with the domineering look of a king, "Be wise and stay away from Simiao, she is already my wife."
"Unwilling wife," Feng Jicheng said disdainfully, "I don't know what unusual means you used to get the marriage certificate for the two of you, but as long as Simiao doesn't admit it, that marriage certificate will not matter to me.
It’s just a piece of paper.”
"I'll let you know the power of a piece of paper!" Ouyang Ji's lips curled up in an incomprehensible arc, he put the gear into gear, and drove on the runway at a popular speed. Feng Jicheng's car drove at the same time, and the two cars were parallel.
The difference is only a few centimeters...
"Why haven't you come back yet?" Simiao said anxiously, "Nalu, has something happened?".
"Feng doesn't know that. His family is a car dealer, and his driving skills can be compared to a child's skill, reaching the level of perfection." Nalu glanced at her lips, "But about your husband, I don't know."
"What a husband, not at all." Simiao explained dissatisfiedly, "Ouyang Ji, you are a big bastard. You compete in competitions, you are full and full, and you dare to drive with only one hand."
"Since I'm not your husband, let me tell you straight away. The road they compete on is not the road you competed on before, but the 'snake road.'" Na Lu saw Simiao's doubts and explained, "Snake crawls."
When they were on the road, wasn't it winding, like the eighteen turns on the mountain road? So, they were racing on the eighteen turns on the mountain road. If they were not careful, they would hit the concrete on both sides. If the car was too powerful, it would break through.
Without the resistance of the cement, it is likely to fall into a ditch two meters high."
"What the hell?" Simiao put her slender hand on her forehead in annoyance, "Why didn't you say something to stop it if you knew it was dangerous?"
"Once Feng decides something, it won't change easily," Na Lu said helplessly, observing Simiao's increasingly anxious expression, she joked, "Are you worried about Feng, or are you worried about your husband?".
"I don't want to joke with you, Nalu, can you take me to that road? Don't let them compete anymore, it will kill someone." Simiao was talking, and when he turned his head slightly, he saw four dazzling lights.
Two cars, one yellow and one red, sped toward the finish line accompanied by the cheers of people around them.
Feng Jicheng stared at the 100-meter finish line intently, "Si Miao, wait until I give you your freedom!".
Ouyang Ji's bright eyes glanced at the white figure in the crowd, "Woman, I will not let you be free!".
Simiao watched the two cars collide with each other, and the car bodies erupted in flames. When they were approaching the finish line, they were flying at a flying speed!... Listening to the crowd cheering for the wonderful racing, Simiao was happy that they were safe, but disappointed with Ouyang Ji.
The competition with Feng Ji ended in a tie, no matter who won or lost!
Ouyang Ji's stern face was a little pale, and the pain from his hands was heartbreaking, but he still walked out of the car with a chilly aura. His unparalleled temperament impressed everyone present! He turned to look at Feng Jicheng, who was also walking towards Simiao.
, the calm look on his face seemed to have been expected!
Feng Jicheng had to admit that Ouyang Ji's driving skills were comparable to his, but...he stopped beside Simiao and said warmly, "Next time, when his hand injury is healed, I will definitely win!".
"There won't be a next time, my heart is about to fall off." Simiao breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at Ouyang Ji on the side, "It turns out that you are very good at driving. No wonder you proposed the competition, but this time it was Feng who let you
, then there will be a tie."
Hearing this, Ouyang Ji had a gloomy face and suddenly grabbed Simiao's wrist. If his other hand was good, he would definitely carry her away and then repair her properly, "Come back with me."
Home!" Seeing that Simiao didn't move, he whispered ambiguously in Simiao's ear, "The little guy misses mommy, why don't you come back with me?"...
Feng Jicheng's deep eyes looked at Simiao sitting in Ouyang Ji's car, and then the car disappeared, and he clenched his fists tightly. Next time, I will definitely not let you go with him!
"Brother Cheng, the reason why you tied with him is because you are such a gentleman! With your driving skills, you will never reach the clock in 46 minutes. It only means that you let him down intentionally or unintentionally." Alan walked to Feng Jicheng
Beside him, he whispered.
"His driving skills are really great. If his hands are better, I will definitely compete with him again. Ouyang Ji is always a fox no matter when he is in the mall. If I win this time, I will win too."
It's disgraceful, and Simiao will go back with him," Feng Jicheng said with a frown.
Alan was puzzled, "You have won, why would Sister Simiao go back with him?".