Louis couldn't wait to call Huang Xiaojue's phone number after getting off the plane, for three weeks! He stayed in the UK for three weeks! He finally could come back to compete with Huang Xiaojue in racing!
He will definitely win! Mo Xiaoran is his!
"Hey? Hello."
When the phone was answered, it was not Huang Xiaojue's calm voice, but... it was Mo Xiaoran's tender sweet voice.
How could it be her?!
Louis frowned slightly, Huang Xiaojue's cell phone was actually in Mo Xiaoran's hands? What does this mean?
People with the personality of Huang Xiaojue will never allow ordinary people to touch his things! Could it be that Mo Xiaoran and him have developed so well?...
Louis suddenly felt a sense of danger...
"Hey? Hey?" Mo Xiaoran heard her voice without answering her on the other end of the phone, and asked patiently again, "Hello, please speak."
Louis remained silent.
"Who is it?" Another voice came from the other end of the phone. This time it was not Mo Xiaoran's voice, but Huang Xiaojue asked impatiently.
"You ask yourself!" Mo Xiaoran handed the phone to Huang Xiaojue.
Huang Xiaojue took the phone: "Hey..."
The word "hey" sounded half a sound, and Louis's firm voice rang out from the other end of the phone, "Huang Xiaojue, let's fight to the decisive battle!"
“…”
"Dududu--" a busy voice.
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International racing stadium.
In front of the golden gate, Louis leaned against the wall and looked impatient. Now, letting him wait for a second more is a torment!
Not long after, a Rolls-Royce Phantom drifted beautifully in front of the door and stopped. The doors on both sides opened almost at the same time. On the right, Louis saw Mo Xiaoran's petite figure as he wished and walked out.
Well... I haven't seen each other for three weeks, and it has become even more cute and seductive!
It is hard to tell what kind of feelings he had for Mo Xiaoran... but he knew that he often missed her in the past three weeks after leaving Mo Xiaoran!
Feeling the hot gaze, Mo Xiaoran looked up blankly and looked at each other...
Well……
Mo Xiaoran's face was slightly hot, why did he look at her with such a gaze?
She moved two small steps back and rubbed her clothes unnaturally with her hands. Alas, she knew that it would be a mistake to come here. A terrible thing like racing is never what she wants to see in a man's battlefield.
!
What's more, she will give it to the winner as a "prize"!
If it weren't for Huang Xiaojue's insistence on bringing her here... she wouldn't have come!
Thinking of this in my heart, Mo Xiaoran's eyes when he looked at Louis also became more innocent... innocent and a little seductive!
Huang Xiaojue was unhappy. He took a big step to Mo Xiaoran, held her little hand, pulled her little body behind him, and forced to stop Mo Xiaoran and Louis from "emotional love".
He glanced at Louis coldly, "Stop being slow, fight quickly!"
Louis also withdrew his gaze, with a look of confidence and pride, "Huang Xiaojue, you will definitely lose!"