Chapter 110

Lin Yi glances at Fang He Yang's face. Fang He Yang just takes the helmet off the car and hands it to her, "put on the helmet."

She took over the helmet and said, "I don't like wearing hats that others have worn. You should wear them yourself."

She raised her helmet with both hands and put it on Fang Heyang's head.

Fang Heyang looked at her, hooked his lips and said, "Xiao Lin, you really speak directly to no matter what other people live or die."

His smile, evil four and with a masculine ruffian.

It completely overturned Lin Yi's first impression on him.

Lin yishallow shrugged and smiled, but did not speak.

Fang He Yang's feet lifted, and he stepped on the car in a cool and handsome way. Then he looked back at Lin yishallow and said, "get on the car."

Then he raised his hand and pulled down the windshield on his helmet.

Lin yishallow immediately followed. She had long legs and kept fit all year round. She was also very agile. She got on the car and sat behind Fang Heyang. She tried to keep away from him as much as possible.

"Sit still." Fang Heyang started the car and told Lin Yiqian at the same time.

The voice just dropped, the car "boom" a, the car rushed out in an instant.

At this moment, the heart seems to be thrown out, and Lin yishallow's hand is holding on to the bumper at the back.

Looking at the front of the road, cool motorcycles shuttle through the underground parking garage in a high-profile way, because the garage is empty, the echo is very shocking, the sense of fear disappears slowly, followed by a sense of stimulation.

If it's not unfamiliar, she even wants to ask Fang Heyang to drive faster.

To be more exciting and crazy, forget where she is going and what she is going to do.

The car took a few turns and rushed up the hill out of the parking lot, passing the black Porsche.

Is that Lin Yiqian?

Looking back, he only saw the last shadow of the motorcycle disappearing from his sight. He was deeply impressed by the familiar watermelon red.

Lin yishallow was wearing a bright watermelon red shirt in the morning. He still remembered that the collar was a wide belt and tied a nice big bow.

The car had slipped into the underground garage, and he turned around with his hands on the steering wheel and drove uphill.

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Now it's lunch time. There is a bit of traffic jam on the road. But once it's green, Fang Heyang's motorcycle is like those special effects cars in big movies, driving at high speed in the cracks.

Every time Lin yishallow felt that he was going to bump into it, it was a false alarm.

Speed is too fast, she can only squint at the front of the wind.

Twenty minutes of this speed is equivalent to forty minutes of driving. How far is the barber shop?

And where they went she felt more and more partial. How did she feel cheated?

She frowned at Fang Heyang.

The helmet covered his face and he couldn't see his expression.

Then she looked up at the road ahead. Isn't this the direction for Haishi Bayi army?

is wondering, Fang He Yang slowed down the speed, and at a crossroad, he turned to a path that was all Wutong tree.

Lin Yiqian is looking at the shops on both sides of the quiet path. Fang Heyang's speed is getting slower and slower, and finally stops at the gate of an old community.

The sound of the motorcycle suddenly stops. Lin Yi's ears are still buzzing. She is slowly recovering.

Fang Heyang put his feet on the ground, propped up the car, took off his helmet, looked at her with a smile and asked, "are you worried that I bought you?"

"No one can afford it," said Lin