Liu Zhenying tilted his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly grasped the key point: "Kiss?"

"Yes." A faint smile appeared on Qu Xiaojue's lips, his voice became hoarse and the meaning of temptation became stronger: "So... do you know what to do?"

Hearing this, she immediately nodded her head, looking at the man's face that vaguely showed expectation, imitating the woman just now, she stepped forward and kissed him.

The soft lips lightly touched her and left.

Itchy.

However, it immediately soothed Qu Xiaojue's slight irritation, and then he heard her delicate voice: "You have to work hard. When you win, we will eat meat."

"Okay, I will definitely win and take you to eat meat."

The whole game is divided into two parts.

There is a bonus of one million in the first half. Whoever crosses the finish line first will win.

In the second half, the bonus was increased to three million, but then the rules also changed.

Whoever reaches the finish line first will be the winner, but this time...

There are no rules, no restrictions on means, and no morality.

All in all...

No matter life or death.

Therefore, in the first half, it is usually the young men from aristocratic families who care about their lives to have fun and enjoy the rapid madness.

In the second half, there are those racers in the black market who want money rather than their lives. They make no secret of their ferocity and desire to win on the entire track, but along with it, there are often car crashes and fatalities.

The screen appears.

As soon as he changed into racing clothes in the changing room, Qu Xiaojue came out of the compartment and saw Zheng Yaming deliberately waiting at the door. The red liquid was swaying in the cup, showing a little bit of coquettishness, just like him, as if he was dormant.

Like a viper in the dark.

But he smiled warmly, not hiding his gentleness, and raised his hand to greet: "Young Master Qu."

"How come Mr. Zheng has time to come to me? Have you finished packing your housework?"

Qu Xiaojue looked at the mirror and straightened his clothes. His voice was low and clear, so gentle that no one could hear the slightest malice: "The child is still young. I think he can correct it with a little teaching, but the behavior of throwing people into the water is indeed unacceptable."

It’s a bit extreme, and I don’t know if the child’s biological mother can accept Mr. Zheng’s educational methods, huh?”

He looked at Zheng Yaming in the mirror with unfocused eyebrows.

Such an appearance is so careless that it is disgusting.

At Hua Lao's birthday party, Zheng Yaming threw Zheng's father's illegitimate son into the water in public. Although Zheng's father considered the occasion and did not have an attack on the spot, it did not mean that the matter could end so easily.

Thinking about the coquettish behavior of the illegitimate child's mother after returning home, and the deprived manager position, Zheng Yaming's hatred for Qu Xiaojue became even higher.

But his face showed nothing. Instead, he took a sip of his drink and smiled warmly: "Young Master Qu is right, but I didn't expect that Young Master Shen could actually find you. It was just a joke. Who knows?"

I wish Master Shen actually took it seriously."

"That piece of land in the southern suburbs..." Qu Xiaojue put on his gloves and slowly raised his eyebrows: "The price of Mr. Zheng's joke is really high."

"It doesn't matter. If you win or lose, just treat it as a gift between friends."

"Really?"

Qu Xiaojue's handsome face and eyes were smiling, and his lazy look was really sexy and bad. He whistled and walked out, his voice getting farther and farther: "Then thank Mr. Zheng in advance for the gift."

The dressing room door closed again.

Facing the empty room, Zheng Yaming slowly pursed his lips, with a sinister look in his eyes: "No thanks, but I...should thank Master Shen properly."
Chapter completed!