"Wasteland wind?" Xin Chen was a little stunned, what is this?

He had never seen such an inexplicable person.

It's been a few years since sports cars and tunings, but I've never heard of anyone welding a rusty iron plate to a Ferrari and saying it's a wasteland-style modification.

But when you think about it, it's not incomprehensible.

Although Guan Xiaomao still likes to brag about picking and searching, his family is really rich.

And his father also bought three villas at a time, the front one was blown up, a big garden was made, the back one was blown up, many sports fields were built, and the middle one was kept for himself...... This kind of earthy and arrogant behavior.

Maybe that's where the family comes from.

……

The engine roars and the lights are like pillars.

Expensive supercars are lined up with a blood-pumping roar, and in the passenger seat of each sports car is a big beautiful woman with blood.

In this case, any normal man will have a rush of adrenaline and hormones.

But Guan Xiaomao doesn't seem to be in the ranks of normal people.

He gripped the steering wheel with both hands, his palms sweating. peeked at Zhang Zixuan beside her from time to time, and her eyes drifted to Zhang Zixuan's thighs intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhang Zixuan is very confident in her figure, she is very satisfied with Guan Xiaomao's reaction, and feels that she is about to get it.

At this moment, she is determined to win Guan Xiaomao.

Although she saw Guan Xiaomao being squeezed by a group of rich second generations just now, she herself felt a little embarrassed. But after thinking about it, Guan Xiaomao was able to know such a group of people, at least it proved that he was in the same circle as these people.

What does this prove? This proves that Guan Xiaomao is rich!

As for the fact that he looks more silly, who cares.

Isn't it better to be silly? It's easier to deceive like this!

After some careful consideration, Zhang Zixuan has regarded Guan Xiaomao as the number one target in the latest stage.

Such a stupid rich second generation is not common, you must win it!

When she saw Guan Xiaomao looking at her thighs intentionally or unintentionally, she smiled slightly in her heart and raised the corner of her skirt a little.

In a soft voice, he asked, "Is it good-looking?" ”

Guan Xiaomao held the steering wheel in his hand and looked at Zhang Zixuan's thigh with an admiring gaze.

Slender, sturdy, with slender calves and smooth lines.

He swallowed. "It's a lot of energy."

Zhang Zixuan glared at Guan Xiaomao, and then chuckled, "You're so bad." ”

What I thought in my heart was that this fool knew a lot, and it didn't seem like he hadn't experienced anything.

She thought in her heart that she should be more reserved and want to refuse and welcome. Or should it be passionate and passionate?

At this time, I heard Guan Xiaomao continue: "Don't forget what I did with you just now, it's all up to you." ”

Zhang Zixuan was a little puzzled, when did he ask for his own affairs? Why is there no impression at all?

Guan Xiaomao continued: "When you pedal for a while, you should use even force, don't slack off, and stop suddenly. A sudden loss of power can have an impact on handling. ”

Zhang Zixuan was stunned, and her mouth covered with Chanel lipstick grew big. She has always paid attention to the management of expressions, and unless it is in a very special ambiguous occasion, she will not show such an expression as opening her mouth wide.

She was really stunned, she really couldn't understand, why would anyone look at their legs and think of such a thing as pedaling?

scolded hatefully in his heart: "Why do you say that I have strong legs, that's what you mean?" The old lady is ready to dedicate herself, but you let me pedal the pedal? ”

But there was still a wry smile on his face, "Xiaomao, are you joking?" With such a good car, why do you need me to pedal it? ”

Guan Xiaomao's expression was very serious, "I'm not joking, I'm serious." ”

"I'm going to win this game!"

"It's about my face, so I have to seize all the power I can."

Zhang Zixuan asked rhetorically, "So it also includes my legs?" You've been looking at me for this? She paused, "You didn't think of anything else?" ”

Guan Xiaomao frowned, "What else can I think?" You have such good legs, slender and powerful, it's a pity not to pedal. ”

Zhang Zixuan was very angry, she felt that Guan Xiaomao was humiliating herself, and wanted to push the car door to get out of the car.

At this time, the girl who acted as the starter untied the bra. A bottle of champagne slammed into the ground with a thud.

Several colorful and exaggerated sports cars, like wild dogs, galloped out.

The limited edition Ferrari was launched, and the huge push back sensation made Zhang Zixuan's back clinging to the seat. She heard Guan Xiaomao's serious voice, "The game has started, can you help me pedal?" ”

Now that the car had started, Zhang Zixuan had no choice but to put her feet on the pedals and pedal.

The legs are slender, and the slender muscles highlight the beautiful lines as they move up and down.

Guan Xiaomao sighed, it was really a good leg for pedaling.

……

The bra lands and the sports car starts.

Xin Chen pushed away the beautiful woman who was tired of himself and drove intently.

Only in such moments can he feel his presence. The beauties around him are so charming that he doesn't bother to take a look.

Arriving from a young age, there is nothing that he can't get. The great satisfaction of the material greatly raises the threshold of his pleasure.

There are few things that can make him feel pleasure and joy anymore. Food is not good, wine is not good, and beautiful women are not good. He's tired of playing with these things for a long time.

From morning to night, he only does one thing, which is to look for the sensation of stimulation and try every way to stimulate his dopamine.

Skiing, diving, racing, hunting, skydiving, wingsuit flying......

Everything that makes him feel his presence. The more dangerous, the more exciting, and the happier it is.

So Xin Chen and his friends died again and again.

Every time you die, you will have great pleasure for the rest of your life.

For him, the roar of a sports car engine is more attractive than the tactful humming of a beautiful woman.

Xin Chen said to the co-pilot's beauty, "You sit down and don't move." ”

He was already a little tired of it, and no matter how beautiful a woman was, the shelf life of his place was only one week.

He thought in his heart, "Next time, I can try to find a man, listening to Xiao Wan and them, it seems to be quite exciting." ”

Lamborghini's straight-line acceleration was extremely strong, and Xin Chen was the first to rush out, leaving the other sports cars behind.

Guan Xiaomao was not to be outdone and followed closely. When his car started, Zhang Zixuan didn't pedal, so the power didn't reach the limit.

When Zhang Zixuan reluctantly started pedaling, the red Ferrari suddenly shone with a green light that seemed to be out of nowhere, making a deafening roar!

All the onlookers were stunned because the voice ......

How does this Ferrari sound a little like a tractor?

……

At the same time, Han Yue, who was pedaling the Super Invincible bicycle, suddenly stared.

The self-built machine is consuming waaagh energy again.

He quickened his pedaling, the Super Invincible under his crotch, and rode towards the western outskirts of the city.

………………………………

I'm so sorry everyone, I almost couldn't write anymore.

I haven't been writing for long and don't know what to do with this kind of carvin situation.

The front of this book is supported by brain holes and sand sculptures. Although I thought about the plot and ending later, the stalk was almost used, and when it came to more than 100,000 words, I didn't know how to write it.

I also have an inexplicable hypocrisy, and if there is no sand sculpture stalk, I would rather not write it.

I've been thinking about it for a long time during this time. If this continues, and you rely entirely on inspiration to write a book, there is no way to improve at all.

So I decided to write it head-on, strengthen the story, and not use the sand sculpture as the only support.

Finally, I'm sorry to make the person who invested in this book lose a fortune.

I'm sorry.