Chapter Ninety-One: Is It Biological?

Eastern Suburbs Circuit.

From time to time, the roar of cars and the cacophony of grinding can be heard.

And the cheers of the waves.

"Wow!"

"Rush Rush!"

The previous Fast Car Cup competition has long since ended, and now it is a group of amateur racers competing against each other.

In the audience, a woman sits in a suit similar to a basketball baby.

A short vest that can be up to X and wears a blue and white short blue jersey over it.

Ultra-short hot pants, two slender thighs bent in an inverted V-shape, under the light, look white and smooth.

Hearing a voice behind her, she stood up and turned to look.

Three men in different racing suits approached.

The first one was a dark, healthy rectangular face, with hair on the up, revealing a bright forehead.

The man on the left has a thin face with yellow muscles, thick dark circles, sunken eyes, and obvious bones.

The man on the right, with a thin and simple face and a smile on his face, looks like a young schoolboy.

"Zhao Jianwen, it turned out to be you. ”

The person in front is Zhao Rongchun's son, Zhao Jianwen.

"Yutong, aren't you playing?"

Before Zhao Jianwen could answer, the man on the left rushed to ask the same question again.

His eyes kept aiming at Shen Yutong's two long legs, and the feeling of stroking the palm of his hand in his mind was in his mind.

Shen Yutong naturally felt that obscene gaze, and was a little annoyed in his heart.

"Zhu Hongfei, put away your Y gaze!"

"Hey, you're dressed like this, and you don't want people to see it? There's a kind of you who comes out in a pair of cotton pants, wrapped so tightly that you can't see anything. ”

Zhu Hongfei arched his nose, his gaze still scanning back and forth on Shen Yutong's thigh.

"You!"

Shen Yutong felt a little humiliated, and her naked and aggressive gaze seemed as if there was really an invisible hand caressing her thighs.

"Enough! Zhu Hongfei, you give me a little serious. Zhao Jianwen pushed Zhu Hongfei a few times and warned him.

"Oh. ”

Zhu Hongfei reluctantly withdrew his gaze, blinked, and looked away.

"Sister Yutong, are you waiting for your father to pick it up again?" the man on the right asked weakly.

"Yes, Brother Hanliang. ”

Zhao Jianwen is short-tempered, and Zhu Hongfei is obscene and lustful.

And the character of Sun Hanliang, who is sandwiched between them, is the best among the three.

Weak and simple, not as extreme as the two of them.

I don't know how these three people came together.

"Yo, Dad Baotong really lives up to his reputation. Why don't you tell your dad not to pick you up, how about I send you home?"

Zhu Hongfei turned his head to look at Shen Yutong again, his eyes were full of lewdness.

"You go to die!"

Why didn't the guy sent by my dad come yet?

Damn, standing with Zhu Hongfei felt sick to my stomach.

I'm going to have a nightmare tonight.

Shen Yutong looked around and happened to see an old man about sixty years old with a white beard looking around.

“......”

Shen Yutong's heart was like being pricked by a needle.

Shen Huiguang's brother can't be this old man, right?

Brother?

Brother!

I thought it was my older brother at my age......

Scold.

I kind of got it.

It turned out that the brother he was talking about was his older brother of his age.

Shen Huiguang is fifty-three years old, this old man looks like he is in his sixties, and sure enough, he is the age of being an older brother.

A handsome brother.

Phew!

Shen Huiguang, you really have the face to say it!

Is it biological?

No wonder it's always the investors of China United T.

I sent a girl to charge the phone bill, can I thank you for not investing?

And didn't I just dislike the boyfriend I introduced before that he was too young, and complained that he was a little hairy child?

Do you need to find an old man in his sixties to be angry with me?

How?

When he dies, I can inherit his property, right?

Shen Yutong wanted to vomit blood.

There's an old man, what's going on?

Hey, no matter, just do it, go home first.

Shen Yutong walked to the old man's side and asked him, "Was it sent by my father?"

The old man was stunned.

"That's right. Let's go, let's go home. ”

Old man: "......"