One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband

Dongfang Yunhe darkened his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Tailor shop, you show the way."

Nalan Xin'er was excited: Oye!

At this moment, they were in Dongcheng District, and Nalan Xiner forced the way to Xicheng District.

The jet black car whizzed and jumped over the viaduct. Nalan Xin'er was proud for a while, but felt bad again. Rub, according to the speed of the uncle's drag racing, wouldn't it take a while to go from east to west?

However, drag racing... sister is also good at it!

Her smart eyes blinked, and she made a living.

"Uncle...Why don't I drive? You have had a hard day..."

"Will you?" Dongfang Yun narrowed his starry eyes and gave her a sideways look.

"Yeah, yes, you forgot. Last time I recognized your car as a modified race car. You also promised me that you have a chance to let me drive! Uncle's words must count."

"Good." Dongfang Yunhe parked his car on the side of the road.

Knowing that the little thing did this purely to delay time, he couldn't help but satisfy her curiosity.

If drag racing makes her happier.

At this moment, Nalan Xin'er was sitting in the driving seat, and she was so beautiful in her heart: "Uncle, fasten your seat belt. My sister was sealed by the Imperial SCC Supercar Club as the'Little Whirlwind', haha! "

"Really?" The man's tone was still so calm, indifferent, as if he didn't put any SCC clubs in his eyes.

You know, the SCC club is an elite club in racing. If Lin Meiqing hadn't deliberately prevented her from learning well, it would have been impossible to send her young to play. But the uncle looks down on SCC? Nalan Xin'er was not convinced immediately: "Don't believe it? If you don't believe it, let's compare?"

"Yes." The man promised surprisingly happily. "What if Ruobi lost?"

"You lose, you have to promise me one thing!"

"What if you lose?"

"If I lose, I will promise you one thing." Nalan Xiner smiled like a sly little fox. Humph, sister won't lose.

She has observed Dongfang Yunhe's driving habit. Although it is fast, it is basically a relatively stable group. For racing cars, this driving method suffers. Unlike her, it's just Cyclonus.

"Deal." Dongfang Yunhe nodded lightly.

"boom--"

Nalan Xin'er had already stepped on the accelerator and started abruptly. The jet-black car was like an arrow and shot into the night.

She who controls the car is different in the weekdays.

A bit less naughty and jokes, a bit more calm and ruthless.

I have to admit that she has indeed practiced quite well, even if she is wearing crystal shoes, it does not affect her level of performance at all.

In a beautiful arc, she drove the car on the outer ring of Xicheng District, a section of highway with sparse traffic.

Dongfang Yunhe was sitting in the co-pilot's position, his eyes swept across her white wrists holding the steering wheel; across the delicate calf under her skirt; across the snowy skin of her tight neck...somewhere in him It was also taut, and his Adam's apple rolled and started to feel hot inside.

Cold appearance, hot body.

The two days of ice and fire are really suffering.

But Nalan Xin'er got more and more excited as she opened her head. At the extreme speed, she took a deep breath and seemed to exhale the suffocation in her chest: So cool...

This section of the highway was the favorite section of the imperial capital's rich children, and soon she met her peers.

A row of fiery red Porsches was fighting for speed, but she accelerated beautifully, and suddenly left a dozen Porsches behind.

Now the wealthy kids in the back quit.

Screaming.