Ying Shao is a Girl

Immo asked Sark to drive on the grounds that he was injured.

"Front……"

"Turn left……"

"Turn right...go straight!"

"Drive faster! It's too slow!"

"Zuo Zuo Zuo!"

Immo was directing vigorously, but Sark couldn't stand him anymore.

It's the most annoying thing when someone is talking in your ear while driving.

If he wasn't worried about a safety incident, Sack might have beaten Yi Mo long ago.

"Don't slow down! You bitch, do you know how to drive?"

Sark glared at Imo, who was bruised and swollen.

His hands tightened slightly on the steering wheel.

He stepped on the accelerator hard, and the car sped away instantly.

Rolling up yellow sand all over the ground.

The wind outside the car window was very strong, and everything was poured into the car. Yimo opened the window fully, and the wind hit him in the face.

His brown hair was blown messily, and all the hair on his forehead was lifted up by the strong wind, revealing his original three-dimensional and deep facial features.

"Cool... cool... cool... quick..."

Yi Mo's voice was infinitely stretched by the wind, and faded in the dry wind.

Feel the wind and speed.

Stimulate.

Yimo suddenly resurrected with full health.

But at this moment, Sack slammed on the brakes again.

Imoko, who was not wearing a seat belt, was in trouble.

The whole body leans forward.

Then he successfully hit his entire face on the car's console.

Make a loud sound.

Yi Mo grimaced in pain.

"Bullshit! Do you want to murder your biological father?"

He touched the bridge of his nose, which was the most fragile part of his face. If the bridge of his nose was broken, he would be disfigured.

Face is the most important!

Yi Mo repeatedly touched the bridge of his nose several times to confirm that it was not broken, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

so close.

As the culprit, Sark felt no guilt at all.

Yimo made sure that his face was fine, and then he had time to find the culprit that made him afraid.

He stared at the indifferent Sac, silently accusing him.

The other party is indifferent.

Yi Mo spoke, "Why did you suddenly brake suddenly! Are you trying to hurt me on purpose? You bastard!"

"That's right." Sack admitted directly, without any need to hide anything.

"Who told you not to wear a seat belt?"

Sak glanced at him with an arrogant look on his face.

"you……"

"This doesn't give you an excuse to punish me!"

Yi Mo looked angry, but Sark remained stable and unmoved.

"Then I just want to punish you." Sak said calmly.

There are no ups and downs of emotions.

"..." Yimo was so angry that he vomited blood.

When the other party was quiet, Sack was satisfied.

He then stepped on the accelerator and drove through the desert at a constant speed.

The car is smooth and the surroundings are quiet. You can clearly hear the gentle sound of wind in the vast desert.

Yimo didn't say a word the whole time.

He's not afraid of that piece of shit Sack.

He is just doubting life.

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As time went by, they got farther and farther away from the center of this endless desert.

The endless desert seems to have an edge.

The sound of waves lapping at the shore can be heard in my ears, sometimes loudly and sometimes quietly. The waves are lapping at the shore regularly and rhythmically.

"We're here, get out of here." Sak gave Yi Mo a hug.

Yi Mo said "Oh", opened the door and got out of the car, and rarely quarreled with Sark.

Sark saw that he was in a low mood and looked absent-minded.

Is the mentally retarded Yimo angry? Sack glanced at Yimo again dubiously, he wouldn't be so stingy, would he?

"Hey, are you angry?"

Yi Mo ignored him, as if she didn't hear him.

"..."

Thacker tapped him on the shoulder.

Only then did he come back to his senses and looked at Sac in front of him with a puzzled expression.

"Bitch, what do you want to do?" Are you mean? Dogs are always trying to kill me!

Yi Mo looked wary.