Chapter Eighty-Five: Drag Racing? Racing!

"Well, I've decided, I'm going to fly to the sky to have fun in the future." Yang Zhaoniang swore solemnly.

"Ahem, why are you talking about it, Zhao Niang, let me ask you how you feel after listening to the story just now?" Duan Mingyu let out a long sigh of relief, no wonder the kindergarten teachers have high salaries, this is really a very challenging job that exercises endurance! However, under Lao Tzu's painstaking education, I believe that Sister Zhao Niang has completed the transformation from an ignorant girl who only knows how to eat sugar gourds to an ambitious and goal-oriented young man.

Yang Zhaoniang's head clicked quickly, with a look that I already understood, and her face was flushed with excitement, and she couldn't help replying: "Well, I understand this story, listen to it well, can you tell another one?"

Duan Mingyu's head was full of black lines......

"This, this...... The story will be told another day, and after I rescue Luo Hou, I will tell you the story every day. Duan Mingyu enlightened Yang Zhaoniang step by step, time is not waiting, Luo Hou will burp at any time, where can I waste time with you little girl.

"Really?!" Yang Zhaoniang's eyes kept flashing stars, looking at this situation, she had been knocked down by sudden happiness, how to say it, happiness came too suddenly, so I wanted to pee! Although Yang Zhaoniang has not yet reached such a supernatural realm, the matter of stopping Duan Mingyu's divine horse has already been ruthlessly thrown to Java.

"Well, Zhao Niang, you must believe in my character!" Duan Mingyu said quite complacently.

"This ...... The question of character is not easy to say. Yang Zhaoniang put her fingers in her mouth and grinned her teeth, and finally woke up from the paradise of happiness. Yang Zhaoniang has looked at Duan Mingyu's character with contempt, how many times, I am afraid that the sugar gourd that owes me can only be used with a calculator.

However, this girl didn't dare to attack Duan Mingyu verbally and deeply. Of course, what Yang Zhaoniang feared the most was the consequences of angering Duan Mingyu. Well, it is estimated that let yourself listen to half of it, and then decompose it next year, you will definitely be able to suffocate yourself for life, Yang Zhaoniang is also sure, definitely, and surely, Duan Mingyu will definitely be able to do this kind of unpopular.

So, under the repeated promises of Duan Mingyu and Yang Zhaoniang, and after pulling the hook, he swore that no matter what the means, as long as he heard of it, he would use it all.

After Duan Mingyu went through the complicated process in fear, Yang Zhaoniang was relieved to let go.

"Be sure to come back early!" Yang Zhaoniang beckoned to Duan Mingyu.

"Well, you think I want to stay in that place...... Forget it, don't talk about it, after Wang Aiqing wakes up, ask him to hurry up and bring this champion over, it is estimated that Lao Tzu will go and deliver a lot of food, if Wang Aiqing is late, this champion will end up with the same fate as the yellow crane! ”

"What do you mean?" Yang Zhaoniang asked in a daze.

Duan Mingyu looked at the vast and boundless sky, and sighed leisurely: "The Yellow Crane is gone!" How can you understand the mood of this champion? Duan Mingyu said with tears on his face, and then jumped on a horse in the most handsome and compelling posture, grabbed the reins, and kept shouting, "Drive!" Drive! Drive! ”

Yang Zhaoniang looked at Duan Mingyu strangely, and said "Drive!" The howl was loud, but Duan Mingyu's movements on horseback were rarely incomprehensible. Duan Mingyu lay motionless on the horse's back, cough cough, he should be lying on the horse's back, his eyes were closed, his hands were tightly pulling the horse's reins, and his mouth was still yelling at the heart-failing "Drive!" ”

Yang Zhaoniang sighed secretly, it's a pity, it's a pity, even if Duan Mingyu has such a lofty ambition to see death as home, this horse doesn't give face at all, just stunned and stunned in place, not moving an inch.

Yang Zhaoniang's head was full of black lines, "Use a horse whip, use a horse whip!" ”

"Oh, thank you!" Duan Mingyu woke up from his impassioned state, straightened his body, and raised his horsewhip fiercely, "Drive!" ”

The horse neighed, and then rushed out with lightning speed, as fast as the wind.

Yang Zhaoniang's mouth opened wide, her eyes came out quickly, Duan Mingyu swayed left and right on horseback, swaying, shaking up and down, and her mood was surging, "Mom, help!" In the end, after Duan Mingyu's heart-rending scream, Duan Mingyu was like a goose falling on the flat sand, and he fell off the horse without expectations. Duan Mingyu smashed on the ground, splashing up puffs of dust.

The horse also stopped the momentum of rushing forward, and kept snorting, as if mocking Duan Mingyu.

Yang Zhaoniang walked over, turned Duan Mingyu over, and said in a tone that imitated Duan Mingyu on weekdays: "Sad, it really makes me feel sad for you, I am about to die, how can you make me feel at ease with your appearance......"

The ancestors, you are a stiff person, but you were actually despised by the chick, Duan Mingyu's eyes are like the dead fish, I don't know if you want to burp or be angry with Yang Zhaoniang.

After Duan Mingyu's careful consideration, he left a letter to Wang Aiqing, and finally took Yang Zhaoniang, and the two rode together and went together.

In the end, Duan Mingyu discovered a fatal mistake in his life, although Yang Zhaoniang's horseback riding level was much better than his own, no matter how he looked at it, he had a kind of drag racing. The wind in his ears blew, and the trees on both sides fell backwards at the speed of a puff of smoke, Duan Mingyu's heart couldn't help but mention his throat, and fell down at this speed, "Goo", Duan Mingyu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, it must have hurt to fall, "Zhao Niang, you dead girl, do you want to kill me!" Slow down, slow down! ”

"Don't make a fuss, do you know that it's dangerous for you to move around like this, if I'm not careful, we'll all end up together!" Yang Zhaoniang showed a sinister smile, threatening Duan Mingyu to lose his temper at all.

Duan Mingyu touched his nose sadly, and actually ate a deflated hand on the little girl's hand, such a situation is really rare!

Yang Zhaoniang pulled the reins with one hand and made a victory gesture with the other, and then accelerated even more unscrupulously.

Damn, at least two hundred yards per hour, wow, you're better than a BMW. Coaxing BMW!

Duan Mingyu couldn't help but burst into tears, heart disease, high blood pressure, and prostate ...... for a while Ahem, as long as it's exciting, all the illnesses are committed.