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But...... When Lu Zi'an asked her to take a good look at Beichen Shaoting, he said that his injuries were very serious and he couldn't drive normally at all.

Thinking about it, Mo Qian's eyes were a little puzzled......

It wasn't until the speed of the car slowly became faster that Mo Qianqian couldn't help but shout.

This feeling of crazy drag racing is too exciting for her......

…………

Finally, the car slowly stopped.

Mo Qianqian leaned back on the seat, his whole body was paralyzed there, and he had no strength.

It wasn't until Beichen Shaoting came over and opened the door on her side and helped her unbuckle her seat belt that Mo Qianqian moved and got out of the car.

"Uncomfortable?" Looking at her pale face, Beichen Shaoting's brows were tightly locked!

Damn, he did drive too fast......

"It's okay......" Mo Qian licked his somewhat dry lips, took off his helmet, and breathed heavily.

"Now believe my injuries are all right?" Beichen Shaoting raised his eyebrows and asked her.

She now believes his injuries are fine?

Hearing this, Mo Qian paused for a moment and turned his head to look at his left arm......

Indeed, in this way, his injuries do not seem to affect him at all.

Thinking, she nodded.

Maybe Lu Zi'an thought about things too seriously......

"How about another attempt?" Beichen Shaoting hooked his lips with satisfaction, and suddenly asked her.

"No need...... I'll go and sit on the side. Mo Qianqian hurriedly shook his head, then trotted off the runway as if he was running away, and honestly sat on the seat next to him.

If you let her ride the car again...... She's going to throw up......

Seeing her naughty figure running away, Beichen Shaoting hooked his lips and smiled, then closed the car door and got into the car from the other side.

He didn't drive immediately, but took off the hard hat on his head first.

Most of his short hair was already wet with sweat, and even his face and neck were full of sweat......

Beichen Shaoting pursed his lips, slowly stretched out his left hand, and held the steering wheel......

He'd never worked so hard......

Just now, several times, he almost didn't hold on.

But he gritted his teeth and persevered.

He didn't expect that the injury ...... The impact on him will be so great!

However, even so, if he had to choose again, he would probably have done it.

If it weren't for that, he might never have heard what Mo Qianqian said to him......

So...... It's worth it for him to get hurt......

At least, that's what he thinks.

He moved his left hand, and the pain in his arm made his brow furrow.

At this time, the bruises on his face, for reasons that were too laborious, were faintly visible......

…………

Mo Qianqian honestly sat on the seat next to him, watching Beichen Shaoting drive the car for a few more laps.

Although in her heart, she is always worried about him......

The sky gradually became dark.

In the evening, Beichen Shaoting drove the car not far in front of her and stopped.

He pushed the door open and got out of the car, took off his hard hat, and his face was covered in sweat.

"We can go back, what do you want to eat at night?" He strode toward her.

Seeing this, Mo Qianqian hurriedly took out a tissue from the shoulder bag on his body, got up, and took the tissue to help him wipe the sweat off his face.