At the door of the garage, there are four chairs.

Master Yang and two other masters, plus a wind yin, sat on a chair in the sun, each with a white porcelain tea jar full of age atmosphere, blowing a tea foam, and taking a sip.

"Squeaky ———"

The sound of tires grinding against the ground, the four of them looked up in unison, looked at the yellow luxury car that was swinging the tail of the scorpion in the same position, and swung towards them.

"Oops——-"

"Get out of the way!"

The four of them left the chair together, dodging while subconsciously ensuring the stability of the tea jar.

The yellow luxury car flicked its tail, the tires rubbed against the ground and smoked, the body collided with the friction of the four chairs, the chairs overturned, and the luxury car braked.

With a "bump", a man got out of the yellow car, ran to the co-pilot's side as soon as possible, swept past the co-pilot's position, and looked at the body that was rubbed.

"Whoa——-"

"Something!"

Before the luxury car man could feel distressed scratches, he only felt the wetness on the top of his head, he turned his head, and the rough tea stalks rolled down the luxury car man's face into his mouth.

The wind closest to the luxury car man groaned, his hand shook, tears squeezed out and did not come out, and his voice trembled: "I'm sorry, I'm scared." ”

"Are you ——— the alright, are you alright? It's all my fault, the car is too impatient. ”

The luxury car man who wiped his face was obviously going to get angry and curse, but after seeing Feng Yin's face, the anger was extinguished.

Not only did he not get angry, but he also comforted the wind and groaned.

"No, it's not that you're impatient."

Feng Yin waved her hand, and seeing the faint pride on the man's face that was praised, her voice suddenly changed: "It's not impatience, it's not good technology, it's okay, just bump it a few more times." ”

The smile on the luxury car man's face froze, staring at Feng Yin to see what was going on.

What did she say? Is there anyone who talks like that?

The luxury car man finally stood up, and for the first time, he saw the part of Feng Yin except for her face, she was wearing clothes to repair the car.

For a moment, the smile on the man's face gradually lost.

In the process of losing, he was still a little entangled, as if he was deciding whether the weight of Feng Yin's face was worth doing something.

Feng Yin sneered in her heart, no need to look, no need to ask, she knew that this was a scumbag.

"Are you alright? I'm scared to death, why are you standing here, what should I do if I hit you! ”

Master Yang rushed over with palpitations, pulling the wind and retreating a few steps.

Among the four people, only Feng Yin retreated the least, although he was not hit, but he was really close.

Feng Yin comforted Master Yang and said, "I was stunned, I didn't expect someone to be so blind and drive at people with such bad skills." ”

Master Yang nodded affirmatively and said, "Who said it wasn't!" ”

"How do you speak———

The man in the luxury car pointed at Feng Yin and Master Yang arrogantly, there is a kind of two of you talking, I will kill your arrogance.

"Oops—scared me to death—Brother Joon—are you alright?"

A goosebump-inducing female voice came from the co-pilot's seat.

Proud figure, exquisite curves, greasy voice, and a face shape that can plow the ground.

The woman hugged the arm of the good car man and asked the luxury car man with concern.

"It's okay, don't worry, are you okay?"

The woman who was questioned immediately covered her chest, and her fingers with delicate nails slapped and said: "I'm scared to death, fortunately you're amazing, stop in time, my little heart is still pounding, don't believe it." (End of chapter)