Racing?

It suits Shi Yuxuan's appetite very much.

Unfortunately, her Ferrari 458 spider has arrived in the vast sky.

But so what? Her husband is royal president Li Beichen. What kind of luxury sports car doesn't he have?

She lifted her eyelids and smiled, "Mr. Li, I want to play with the car."

Mrs. Li wants to play with the car?

Li Beichen's face was dark and he glanced coldly at Shi Yuxuan. Her smile was lazy and careless, showing a wild nature. He rubbed his arm on her waist, imprisoned her, frowned and said, "don't fool around."

For Shi Yuxuan, racing has never been nonsense.

She enjoys the stimulation of the extreme speed of the car and is nostalgic for the blood boiling of curve drift. Three years ago, she and Sheng Yilun went wild and uninhibited. After careful aftertaste, it seems that exquisite technology still remains in the palm of her hand.

Tonight, she must play with the car.

Shi Yuxuan was not afraid of Li Beichen's cold face. He looked at him a little coquettish and casually dialed his long hair, "Mr. Li, I want to play with the car."

She pouted her watery pink lips like jelly.

This woman will put away the pricking thorn only when she "asks for someone".

It's just that she wants to drag racing?

Shi Yuxuan, Shi Yuxuan, you can really surprise me.

Li Beichen stared at her for a while, and the ambiguous and dim light poured down, casting a shadow on her slender eyelashes. She has a coquettish look. Don't buy anything.

Li Beichen felt a little anxious and stretched out his hand to loosen his tie.

"Since you want to play, OK." He took her by the hand and pulled her into his arms.

"Cousin, I love you very much." Jiang Wenhao tilted his head, looked at the unmarried couple foolishly and smiled contemptuously, "sister-in-law, when we get to the racing track, shall we compete?"

Compare with her?

Oh, unless he is professional, he will lose miserably. In the past, Sheng Yilun was the only one among those dandy boys who could beat her. This Jiang Wenhao is really frivolous.

Yuxuan picked his eyebrows with a smile. He had a panoramic view of his pride.

Xing Ye, who stood opposite her, saw the meaning in her eyes clearly, shaking the goblet in her hand, bright red liquid, treacherous and charming. Xing Ye angrily hooked the lip corner, Li Beichen, you really married a special object.

After leaving the vast sea and sky, I found that the Maybach exelero parked in the vast sea and sky had changed its license plate and was shy xx18cm0. It was worthy of Cheng tezhu and worked with great speed.

But it's just a license plate. Li Beichen is so serious.

For five centimeters --

Thinking of this, Shi Yuxuan puffed and laughed, but Li Beichen glanced coldly.

She immediately smiled and narrowed her eyes to explore the man in front of her.

She can't go too far. After all, the reason why Li Beichen can "spoil" her like this is just to show sweet love in front of his cousin. In order to spread to Li Guowei in the future, he only envies mandarin ducks rather than immortals.

She has this self-knowledge.

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The Maybach exelero with a sky high price of 54 million, the Aston Martin one77 with a price of 45 million, and the Lamborghini of Jiang Wenhao are soaring in power under the dazzling neon lights of the city all night.

The sound that captures people's hearts and souls is entrenched in the city that never sleeps in pursuit of stimulation.

On the way to the racetrack, Li Beichen always had a black face. The cold breath deterred Yuxuan from saying more. Don't want to know why Li Beichen's face is so ugly, because he has a habit of cleanliness, but he played a play of "skin kiss". He not only held her, but also rubbed her. Now he must hate the temperature left in his palm.

At this time, she must not hit her at the muzzle of the gun, so as not to ruin her car.

The night was already very deep. Yuxuan leaned back on the back of his chair and looked at the mottled and distant neon lights reflected on the window.

But Li Beichen said coldly, "stay away from Jiang Wenhao in the future. He's not a good thing."