1165. Chapter 1165 Uncle and nephew team up to plan to buy the murderer with leaf slag [5]
110,1…150!
As the speed soared, the champagne-colored car tightened its grip.
But it can be seen that the opponent is working hard to chase.
At this moment, Bo Junchen has been staring ahead intently, his eyes as dark as the sky without stars and moon, which makes people want to walk into it, touch and explore.
He glanced at that side of the face.
Bo Jinghan looked away, leaned into the comfortable passenger seat with peace of mind, and stretched leisurely.
For some reason, despite all the previous barriers, she still believed in him.
Believe that he will not harm her!
Sure enough, Boss Bo Junchen did not disappoint her. When approaching a turning point, he suddenly increased his speed again, and then turned a big steering wheel. When the opponent was speeding and turning the corner, he turned another corner and rushed in the opposite direction.
Opened over.
The speed was so fast that by the time the car behind them reacted, their car would have disappeared from sight.
The sparse shadows and lights on both sides of the road turned into gorgeous lines at the rapid speed, dragging past the eyes.
The quiet road, the quiet carriage... It seems that even the world has fallen into silence.
The two of them seemed to be competing, but also seemed to have made an appointment in advance. Neither of them exchanged a word while the car was driving.
It wasn't until the car turned along the hairpin bend and drove along the coastal road to a private dock that it stopped.
"get off!"
It was also a concise and short word, like a command.
Bo Jinghan looked at the car lights and couldn't seem to find the end of the night ahead.
After a pause, he opened the door and got out of the car.
Although summer is approaching, the night wind at the beach is still very cold, a bit like a cold knife, whizzing by, causing Bo Jinghan's skirt to sway and her long hair to fly.
At this time, Bo Junchen took off his coat and put it on her shoulders. He held his pocket with one hand and stood beside her silently.
Leaning on the railing, I gazed at the seawater that seemed darker than night under the dim light.
The familiar temperature and familiar smell, along with the pressure of the clothes, brought back memories of the five years since Bo Jinghan left his hometown.
She was once particularly attached to him, but she always stayed away from him.
now--
"Do you know when was the last time I drove so impatiently?"
Bo Junchen suddenly spoke, but what he said made Bo Jinghan a little confused and he just turned his face to look at him.
And he continued talking to himself: "When I was fifteen or sixteen years old, I and Li Fusu and his gang of ignorant young people raced around the busy streets of Paris in the middle of the night. We came out on top but found it boring.
. Later, when I raced again and again, I was in the hands of enemies, and in the hail of bullets and bullets. Apart from being frightened, I was just glad that I was still alive. There are two other times in my memory. One was because the old man saved Xia and I.
Xia's engagement, the other time was because of you..."
"What do you mean by saying this now? Do you want to tell me that you were once young and frivolous? Or that you escaped from death countless times. Or do you want to reiterate that you love Sister Nuan Xia more than every thrilling disaster?
It will be deeply remembered by you for the rest of your life, eh?"
Tilt his head, Bo Jinghan always smiles lightly and peacefully.
But even so, it still couldn't hide the brilliance in her eyes, and the unruly and noble spirit that was carved into her bones!
She turned around, leaned against the railing, lowered her head to remove the sparkle in her eyes, and her voice became colder: "You have avoided me for so long, it's time to tell you why, my dearest...uncle!"
This article’s group number: 104909432, stepping stone: Gongzi Moxiao.
