The seventh day of the first month went to check the car, although their car can go up the mountain and into the sea, but they have never driven so fast just now.

Gu Wuyan ran to Fu Shiyi's side, and there were two big question marks written in the seductive peach blossom eyes: "What happened?" ”

Fu Shiyi stared at the girl, strangely silent.

Gu Wuyan couldn't do it in a hurry: "You say it quickly?" ”

Fu Shiyi, who was watching the battle from beginning to end, glanced at him, and smiled at the corner of his lips: "What if people are not honest, just hit him until he is honest." ”

Gu Wuyan: "? ”

——

Song Li handed over the person and the car to Kang Shao, his delicate eyebrows and eyes were full of anger, and the arrogance in his bones came out: "I beat him." ”

The man squatting on the ground with his head raised his head, there was a bruise on the corner of his mouth, a few footprints on his chest, tears in his eyes, and he looked very miserable.

The corners of Shao Kang's mouth twitched, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay if you're fine." ”

Song Li jumped out of the car in a chic manner, full of unruliness, and his voice was terrible: "I'm back." ”

Shao Kang paused: "I'll send you?" ”

"I'll send it." The man's clear and pleasant voice sounded.

Even if this man stands there without moving, the sense of oppression is very strong and suffocating.

Shao Kang hesitated.

Fu Shiyi smiled lightly, and looked at Song Li with dark eyes: "Miss Song? ”

The girl looked at Shao Kang, her delicate eyebrows and eyes were full of anger, and her eyes were cold and pressing: "You deal with this matter first." ”

This is the choice of Fu Shiyi.

The corners of Fu Shiyi's lips hooked slightly, walked to Cayenne, and opened the car door behind him.

The 7th day of the first month: "......"

Is this still their family's unkind Yi Ye?

——

Watching Cayenne drive away, the young man who was racing through the barricade breathed a sigh of relief.

Sitting in the police car, looking at these traffic policemen, the young man covered his face with pain and sobbed, and he was about to cry out of his grievances.

"I said that your traffic police are not sick, why don't you just change the car, drag a car, it's like crazy, even if you hit someone, you will also be slapped in the face, my hand is broken..."

He felt that it would be a shadow for the rest of his life.

"Shut up, you!" The little traffic policeman rolled his eyes, if they hadn't hid fast just now, they would have been disabled if they hadn't been hit and killed.

"Team Shao!" In another car, the old policeman's eyes showed a stunned look that had not yet calmed down: "Is this Miss Song so wild?" ”

I've heard of wild, but I didn't expect it to be so wild?

Shao Kang pursed the corners of his lips and did not speak.

He knew why Song Li's mood was like this.

Three years ago, Song Li always felt that if she had been faster, his daughter would not have died.

That scene seems to have become a knot in Song Centrifuge.

After that year's F1 race, she disappeared.

She hasn't raced much since.

——

Cayenne inside.

After the girl got in the car, she found a comfortable position, sat lazily, wore headphones in one ear, and began to play games.

The coldness in his eyebrows and eyes never went down, and he was surrounded by coldness.

From the fast-moving fingertips, you can feel a killing intent.

The little girl was in a bad mood.

Fu Shiyi's slender fingers pointed at his legs and knees, and said casually: "Don't drive after being a minor." ”

Song Li glanced up at him and didn't speak.

Gu Wuyan, who was sitting in the co-pilot, still turned around without holding back, and his peach blossom eyes blinked: "Little beauty, do you still fight?" ”

Song Li's subordinates ended the game, hung up the automatic clearance, and then raised his head, and said lightly: "If you don't beat people, you will be beaten, and you have to protect yourself." ”

A fluttering sentence made the car fall silent.

Gu Wuyan and Fu Shiyi listened to a few words about Song Li from Old Man Gu, and they also encountered that scene at the door of Xiangyun Zhai not long ago.

They know a little bit about Song Li.

Her father is alive, her sister is clothed and fed, but she was thrown away like an orphan in a remote rural welfare home, and now she is being taken back, but for a legacy left to her by her mother...

It's pathetic.

Think about it, a little girl who can repair cars and race cars is so powerful, can she be an ordinary person?

——

It was already half past ten in the evening, and the city began to fall into a deep sleep.

The dormitory has been closed, and the Song family probably won't be able to go back.

Looking at the cynical girl, Fu Shiyi said casually: "Stay with me tonight?" ”

The scent of white sandalwood on the man's body is clear and good, calming the dryness in his heart.

His gaze paused for a moment on the tail ring of the man's right hand, Song Li leaned back and said lazily, "Then thank you." ”