"Sister En, are you coming to play with us?"

The expression on Chen Qingtian's face could not be described as insincere, but his eyes were full of calculation.

Nan Eun smiled and responded.

"Okay, it's just right for you to see what a real car is!"

Nan Enla opened the door and sat in the car.

Her car is a professional racing car, and she has been modified many times since she bought it, and now it is almost perfect.

But it wasn't her who transformed, she studied law, and she only knew a little about cars, and it was a bit self-conscious to transform, and Ye Jiachen transformed it for her.

Chen Qingtian and his entourage also got into their car and started the engine.

“Ready——go！”

As the referee announced the start, several cars sped across the starting line, kicking up a pile of dirt and dust.

The circuit has a large screen that broadcasts the race in real time, and whether there is a race or not, the camera is open 24 hours a day.

Others can see a few cars racing on the screen, and the race is not intense, but a little funny.

Nan En rode the dust, leaving the other nine cars far behind, about two hundred meters.

All kinds of show-off provocations, Chen Qingtian simply hated it.

It's not that her car is garbage, although Nan Eun's car is many times better than her, but it is not so far away that it falls on Nan Eun.

The track is narrow, narrower than the width of the two cars, and it may be thrown off the track in a flash, although it is not too dangerous, but it can be a laughing stock in the imperial capital for several years.

Thinking of the provocative appearance he had just made, Chen Qingtian was ruthless, gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator to the end.

The distance was shortened a lot, but the impact of recoil was not small, the back of her head hit the hard seat, and the pain was painful, and physiological tears came out.

And Nan Eun looked at the car in the rearview mirror and smiled.

It's a mocking laugh.

Did you hit the accelerator to the end? She's only stepped on the gas pedal a little.

Chen Qingtian? It's quite provocative when it's provocative, but it won't work when it's a game, and it seems that it's just that.

Nan En stepped on the accelerator lower, accelerated, and opened a larger distance from Chen Qingtian.

It's not fun to play like this, but it will make people question her strength.

A kilometre before the finish line, Nann pressed the accelerator to the bottom and crossed the finish line at high speed.

"Wow, Sister En is mighty and domineering~"

"Sister En's title of the mountain car god is really worthy of its name!"

"Sister En is more handsome than before!"

After getting out of the car, all kinds of rainbow farts poured into Nan's ears, and she chose to ignore them, focusing all her energy on the person she cared about the most.

However, the person she cared about the most just walked up to her and handed her a glass of water with a "sure enough" expression.

I didn't open the lid, and it was still cold.

Nan: "......"

"Can you be a little warmer and more romantic? Look at the romance novels more, dead straight men! "She's so angry, when can Ye Jiachen, a straight man of steel, learn to learn the male protagonist in the novel?

Ye Jiachen, who was scolded inexplicably: "......"

What did he do wrong? Isn't it just a glass of water? Isn't that warm enough?

At this moment, Ye Jiachen has serious doubts about his worldview, outlook on life, values, and various views, Eun said that there must be a reason for him to die as a straight man, and the difference between his and Eun's thoughts must be his reason, and he must find the problem from himself.

Looking at Ye Jiachen, who was speechless, Nan En became even more angry.

She turned her back to Ye Jiachen, and suddenly remembered that she hadn't taken the water yet, then turned around and took the water in Ye Jiachen's hand, and turned around to leave.

Suddenly, Ye Jiachen grabbed her-