Huang Mingyue is about to turn her face, and there is no end, when everyone is so idle to play with her!

Long Xiaohu remained silent, didn't even bother to take off his helmet, and said coldly: "Su Weiwei, I advise you to accept it when you see it, don't make trouble unreasonably!" ”

Huang Mingyue frowned, this name sounds so classical and gentle, it is really a little far from me! She also came from girlhood, and she was once obsessed with someone, and suddenly she felt a little sympathetic to this Su Weiwei. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Long Xiaohu's temperament is clearly soft and hard and doesn't eat, salt and oil don't enter, it's really hard to win.

"You're not allowed to leave anyway!" Su Weiwei's face became paler, and she held her breath and took a step forward.

Long Xiaohu was unmoved, started the motorcycle, and the roar was deafening: "Get out of the way!" ”

"Don't let it!" Su Weiwei made an expression of death, "If you have the ability, run over me." ”

Huang Mingyue couldn't help but look back at Brother Biao, in front of his group of subordinates, the eldest woman was actually going to die or live in front of another man, and she was really too ignorant.

Sure enough, Brother Biao twitched his cheeks and said in a deep voice: "You come back for me!" ”

Su Weiwei didn't look at Brother Biao, but only stared at Long Xiaohu and said, "Brother Xiaohu, where am I not as good as her?" ”

Huang Mingyue almost fell off the motorcycle, and this little sister didn't know what to pretend to be in her head? She couldn't help but pat Long Xiaohu on the shoulder.

"What for?" Long Xiaohu turned his head sideways angrily.

"Otherwise, I'll go back by myself first." Huang Mingyue pointed her finger at Su Weiwei, who was crying and mourning, "Your matter with her will be resolved slowly." "Although I can't get a taxi here, I don't look like a very unreasonable person like Brother Biao, if I ask him to find someone to take her to the main road, I should be able to get a taxi, right?

As soon as Long Xiaohu's body stiffened, the whole person exuded anger.

"Less nonsense! Sit tight and hold on! ”

Before Huang Mingyue could react, Long Xiaohu took two steps back, and while Su Weiwei was stunned, he found a gap in the road, and the electric blue motorcycle rushed towards the road like a leopard that was in trouble.

Huang Mingyue's eyes quickly grabbed the hem of Long Xiaohu's clothes, and Su Weiwei's desperate face flickered in front of her.

"Long Xiaohu, Long Xiaohu! You bastard! ”

……

The motorcycle drove a few hundred meters away, and Huang Mingyue was relieved.

However, there is a miserable white highway in the middle, lined with black street trees, and the street lights are half-bright, which can't help but make people feel a little panicked. Huang Mingyue took out a free hand and looked at her watch, it was already past twelve o'clock, and it was a waste of two hours to go back and forth.

"The way, you're not wrong, are you?"

Long Xiaohu sneered: "Are you afraid? ”

"I'm not scared, I'm sleepy!" Huang Mingyue also said angrily, "I said that you are so dignified, what are you doing to provoke other little girls?" ”

"No way, who called me too attractive."

Huang Mingyue was speechless, and when she was searching her stomach and thinking about how to squeeze Long Xiaohu, she suddenly heard the roar of a motorcycle behind her, and couldn't help but look back, and couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw Brother Biao driving his windy motorcycle, hunched over and trying to chase forward, Su Weiwei's long legs with boots looming in the back seat.

"They're catching up!"

"Defeated!" Long Xiaohu glanced in the rearview mirror and didn't care, "Since they haven't had enough, I'll have fun with them!" ”

"You, you're not going to drag race, are you?" Huang Mingyue's voice couldn't help but stutter a little. Although she didn't feel anything about driving a car to 140 yards in her previous life, it was iron-clad meat, and this motorcycle was sturdy flesh-clad iron. If it's not good, then the little life will be reimbursed. Huang Mingyue didn't want to die, she finally picked up a life, and there were so many things she hadn't done, if she died in the drag racing that killed Matt, wouldn't it be a loss?

Long Xiaohu snorted noncommittally.

"Can you be less naïve?" Huang Mingyue was a little crazy.

While speaking, Brother Biao's motorcycle caught up, and Su Weiwei danced restlessly in the back seat: "Long Xiaohu, you kind of stop!" ”

Long Xiaohu glanced at the rearview mirror contemptuously, and said in a deep voice: "Hold it tight!" ”

Huang Mingyue spared her life, even if she was reluctant, she knew that it would not be fun if she accidentally threw herself off the motorcycle. She took a deep breath, and with the courage to break the cauldron, she wrapped her hands around Long Xiaohu's waist, trying to distance half a fist between the two.

Long Xiaohu slightly lowered his head and looked at the hands tightly bound together under him, these hands didn't know whether they were afraid or frozen, they were so pale that they were almost transparent. He twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled, and as soon as the accelerator was released, the needle of the motorcycle's tachometer instantly turned half a circle, and immediately opened a distance from Brother Biao.

Huang Mingyue was pushed to Long Xiaohu's back by the force of inertia, watching the street trees on both sides fly backwards, the whole person seemed to be hanging in the air as if he had lost gravity, and there was a sense of panic that he had nowhere to focus.

"Long Xiaohu, you bastard!" Su Weiwei's voice was blown away by the wind, but even so, she could still hear the anger and resentment in her voice.

The wind crackled Huang Mingyue's helmet, and she simply closed her eyes tightly. Compared with Long Xiaohu's motorcycle, it is a small matter that she drove Posantana to 140 yards in her previous life. Huang Mingyue estimated that Long Xiaohu had soared to at least 160 yards.

"Isn't it cool?" At such a critical juncture of life and death, Long Xiaohu still has leisure.

Huang Mingyue opened her eyes and roared, "Cool you ghost!" ”

Huang Mingyue felt a few muffled laughs from Long Xiaohu's chest, and asked loudly, "Are you afraid?" ”

"I'm afraid of your size!" Huang Mingyue closed her eyes tightly and let go of her voice and shouted.

"Hahaha, hahaha!" Long Xiaohu laughed out loud.

It's also strange that in the high tension of her nerves, Huang Mingyue felt that it seemed to be a very pleasant thing to exert all her strength like this. The bitterness that had accumulated in his heart after being reborn, and the pain after knowing that Shen Yunfang had a terminal illness, seemed to have been released with these two vicious foul mouths.

I don't know when it started, Brother Biao's motorcycle was left far behind, and Long Xiaohu gradually slowed down, but Huang Mingyue still tightly wrapped around his waist.

"It's here!"

Huang Mingyue opened her eyes at this time, and it turned out that she had already arrived at the gate of Chunyang Community. She let go of her hand with some embarrassment, her hands were clenched so tightly that she couldn't even stretch her fingers for a while.

Huang Mingyue took off the helmet, and under her two eyes was a thick blue-black. She let out a sigh of relief and handed the helmet back to Long Xiaohu.

Long Xiaohu took the helmet and looked at her seriously.

"160 yards, right?"

Long Xiaohu pouted: "Just over 180 yards." ”

Huang Mingyue's heart trembled, and she suddenly felt a sense of happiness for the rest of her life.

"Be careful on the road, I'm in."

Long Xiaohu nodded invisibly: "Good night!" He turned around and left.

Huang Mingyue struggled to climb two floors, and only then did she realize that Long Xiaohu actually said goodnight to her in a good voice. (To be continued.) )