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Huang Mingyue stood boredly on the side of the road, wrapped the down jacket on her body tightly, fortunately wearing Shen Yunfang's down jacket, it was better than the cashmere coat to block the wind. Huang Mingyue couldn't help but yawn, she was really sleepy and tired, if someone handed her a pillow, she would be able to fall asleep on the road.

Huang Mingyue couldn't figure it out and didn't want to figure it out, how the good emotional triangle drama turned into a drag racing race. She really regretted that she hadn't wiped her face at that time, otherwise she wouldn't have been on the road in the middle of the night in December, drinking the northwest wind, while being killed Matt Sister stared at with resentful eyes.

A dozen other motorcycles stopped on the side of the road, and the strangely shaped killer Matt was rubbing his hands together and waiting. The purple-haired girl stood in front of them, and she really looked like a big woman.

However, Huang Mingyue finally figured out one thing. The purple-haired girl likes Long Xiaohu, and she doesn't know how she doesn't get into Long Xiaohu's eyes, I'm afraid she has lost face, so she fell in love with Brother Biao and wanted to pick up face in front of Long Xiaohu.

Immature!

Huang Mingyue looked at the purple-haired girl coldly, I'm afraid she has just come of age. The fat powder on the face is too thick, and you can't see your original face, but it is better to be young, and it should be beautiful and lovely to wash away those red, red, green and green. That figure is bewitching, with a charm beyond age. The thin waist that was exposed outside was only held by Ying Ying, but Huang Mingyue couldn't help but panic for her.

It's good to be young! There are a lot of opportunities to make mistakes, Huang Mingyue feels that she is only six or seven years older than the purple-haired girl, but she already seems to be a person of two eras.

The purple-haired girl was also secretly looking at Huang Mingyue.

Old woman!

I don't know what Brother Xiaohu likes about her? It's corny!

I wore a big blue down jacket that I couldn't see the waist, and looking at the style, it was clearly an anti-seasonal special in the supermarket every year. On his feet is a pair of half-worn sneakers, although they have the Nike logo, but they look like fakes. And the hair, rigid black, combed into a ponytail and honestly attached to the scalp. All over the body, even the face with a clear soup and little water is slightly stronger, but it has not reached the point of being amazing.

The purple-haired girl sniffled and moved to Huang Mingyue's side quietly.

"Hey!"

Huang Mingyue's mind was full of confusion, and when she saw that there was no one else around, she had to take care of it: "You called me?" ”

The purple-haired girl glanced at Huang Mingyue: "Where are you from?" ”

"That's it."

The purple-haired girl looked Huang Mingyue up and down a few more times: "Locals? How come I've never seen one? ”

Huang Mingyue didn't bother to pay attention to her, although S Town is small, it is also a town after all, how can she recognize all people. Besides, when Huang Mingyue hangs around the town every day after school, this girl is probably still in kindergarten!

"What is your relationship with Brother Xiaohu?" The purple-haired girl is aggressive.

What relationship? Huang Mingyue was asked, she and Long Xiaohu really couldn't tell what the relationship was, classmates or friends?

The purple-haired girl didn't wait for Huang Mingyue to answer, shook her hand in annoyance, and said, "Forget it, don't answer." If you get to know each other in the future, don't pester Brother Xiaohu, I'll let you go! ”

Huang Mingyue was quite speechless.

The purple-haired girl only shocked Huang Mingyue by herself, and said a little complacently: "I've known Brother Xiaohu for two years, and you don't know where it came from." ”

Huang Mingyue felt that it didn't matter if she was misunderstood, she was completely responsible for hitting the arrogance of the purple-haired girl, and couldn't help but say: "In this way, I have known him for fifteen years." Oh, did you give birth then? ”

The purple-haired girl was stunned for a moment and glared at Huang Mingyue fiercely.

Huang Mingyue shrugged.

This dragon little tiger, why hasn't he come back? She is not worried about Long Xiaohu, Long Mingfei is the originator of the motorcycle drag racing industry in S Town, Long Xiaohu inherits his father's business, not to say that the blue is better than the blue, there should be a few brushes! Huang Mingyue only hoped that Long Xiaohu would quickly win that Biao brother, so that she could go home early and sleep.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

The group of minions became excited, and Huang Mingyue couldn't help but feel refreshed. Sure enough, the roar of motorcycles could be heard in the distance.

This road is very remote, there are usually no vehicles, and there are no people passing through this point, so it is best for drag racing. As long as there are no complaints of nuisance, as long as there are no accidents, the local police will turn a blind eye.

"Who will win?" Someone asked weakly.

"Nonsense, of course it's Brother Biao!"

"That kid doesn't seem to be weak!"

Brother Biao's die-hard fan knocked on the head of the disobedient voice and said, "You know a fart, Brother Biao just rebuilt his motorcycle two days ago, and the performance is twice as good as the original!" I just raced against the kids on South Street yesterday. ”

"How?"

"Hmph, throw them a few hundred meters away."

Huang Mingyue couldn't help but be stunned. Drag racing, although technology is important, but the car is more important, otherwise why are those people willing to spend a lot of money on modification, sometimes the modification fee is more expensive than the car itself.

The purple-haired girl glanced at Huang Mingyue arrogantly, feeling that there was light on her face, but she still faintly wanted Long Xiaohu to win in her heart. In the final analysis, she followed Brother Biao just for the sake of Long Xiaohu, who was angry and eyeless, but in fact, her whole heart was still tied to him.

As he spoke, he saw the lights of the motorcycle in the distance, and the roar became louder and louder.

Huang Mingyue was originally a little unhappy, and who won and who lost didn't mean anything to her. It's just that as the roar got closer and closer, the blood in her whole body couldn't help but boil, and she couldn't help but stand on the side of the road, stretching her neck and standing on tiptoe.

"Huh!"

A motorcycle passed by, like a shadow flickering by, so fast that it was impossible to see who was sitting on it.

"Huh!"

Another motorcycle passed by, and in a trance, I could see bright hair.

The purple-haired girl's face turned pale, and she glared at Huang Mingyue fiercely with a tense face.

Long Xiaohu flicked his tail in a chic manner, and the motorcycle slowly drove to Huang Mingyue.

"We won?" Huang Mingyue was infected by the atmosphere, and her eyebrows danced vividly.

Long Xiaohu took off the helmet, nodded proudly, smiled ruffianly, and raised his chin at Brother Biao, who was surrounded by people, and said: "The car is well modified, but it's still almost hot, when you are free, go to my store and I'll move it for you again." ”

Brother Biao grinned a little embarrassedly.

is not as good as others, he is willing to gamble and lose, and in the end, he didn't lose anything.

"Let's go!" Long Xiaohu beckoned to Huang Mingyue.

Huang Mingyue breathed a sigh of relief and said casually: "I can finally go home and sleep!" He put on his helmet and sat behind Long Xiaohu.

Unexpectedly, the purple-haired girl turned pale and stretched out her arms to block the front of the motorcycle.

"Don't go, it's not done yet!" (To be continued.) )