In Xi Jin's inquiring gaze, Steward Lin coughed.

"Nope."

Xi Jin was a little surprised.

Steward Lin: "Mr. Xi, Miss Shi Wan, she has already crashed into eight cars." ”

Xi Jin: "......"

When he came to the yard, Xi Jin saw what it was, the scene of a large car accident.

Eight luxury cars with an average of not less than 10 million have their own ways of dying, hitting trees, overturning, and flying car doors? ……

Xi Jin's eyes were fixed on his favorite streamer purple sports car, a special model that was ordered with his motorcycle, and his exclusive logo on it.

And now, most of the sides have been rubbed off the paint, and they have been deflated directly.

Live like what a waste car recycling garbage station site.

Shi Wanzheng sat on the steps with a sad face, like the head of a garbage station.

The green tendons on Xi Jin's forehead jumped.

Noticing that Xi Jin was coming, Shi Wan stood up slowly, with a heroic expression, "Xi Jin, I just figured it out, I'm afraid that I won't have a driver's license in this life, and after some self-relief, I accepted this cruel fact well." ”

The little thing's acting skills have improved by leaps and bounds recently.

Xi Jin: "Heh. ”

"I can't accept such a cruel fact."

He wanted to see how Shi Wan created such a tragic scene step by step.

"Uncle Lin, adjust the monitoring and dash cam."

Steward Lin: "...... Ay. ”

Directly opened the projection screen in the hall, and after Xi Jin finished reading it, he glanced at Shi Wan meaningfully.

Shi Wan snorted: "I just... Not quite used to such a slow pace. ”

"I think they're a little fragile."

What are brakes? Hey~ I just don't need to.

What is the throttle? Isn't it just for stepping on the end?

And what is a steering wheel? I'm sorry, I just broke it.

Xi Jin stood up, and Shi Wan took a step back.

Xi Jin raised her eyebrows, "Isn't there any justification just now?" ”

He just wanted to relax, too, "Keep up." ”

Shi Wan followed behind Xi Jin step by step, "Xi Jin, where are we going?" ”

Xi Jin took Shi Wan to the garage.

Shi Wan stood at the door of the garage and didn't go in, "It's still not good, people can have weaknesses." ”

One by one.

Xi Jin picked out the smallest helmet in the garage, "Come here." ”

Waiting for the time to come over, Xi Jin buckled the helmet to Shi Wan's head, and covered the transparent helmet cover with a "click".

His long legs straddled the motorcycle casually, signaling for him to sit behind him.

Then he reached down and took the helmet hanging in front of the motorcycle and put it on, "Sit down." ”

A "buzz" sound sounded, and in the next second, the streamer purple car roared out at a gallop.

There is also a racing track on the mountain behind the Xijia manor.

The moment the motorcycle drove out, because of inertia, he hugged Xi Jin's waist.

When I hugged it, I realized that the waist of such a strong person was so thin, and the muscles were very tight, without a trace of fat.

She lay on Xi Jin's back, and the wind went against them, passing by everywhere in her body.

When he arrived at the special track of the racing track, the already fast speed was increased by Xi Jin, especially when cornering, the motorcycle basically fell to the ground and drifted over, and at that moment it seemed to have the feeling of flying.

It's not the same as when she moves on her own.

is not under her control, but she can deliver it wholeheartedly, and she can smell the good smell of Xi Jin.

"Xi Jin—"