"Boom, boom, boom, si... si..." Zhuo Yi ran Li Jiaxin and drifted one wonderful after another on the runway in the test yard. In front of him was the guardrail of the runway. If he didn't turn, he would hit him. Not only did Zhuo Yi not slowed down, he also stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward like thunder. Li Jiaxin was frightened to her pretty face, gritted her teeth tightly, and held the seat belt tightly with both hands. She wanted to close her eyes but didn't dare to close her eyes.

Everyone outside the test site was also scared and their scalp was numb, and they were about to run into it. Only the eldest son Li was gloating.

Li Zhi, who had just finished the car purchase procedures, saw the car and was about to hit him. She was so scared that her eyes were blood-red and tears were about to fall.

Of course, Manager Zhao also saw this terrifying scene, "Oh my God! The car must be scrapped, but fortunately it has been sold..." Manager Zhao, as a senior car fan, knew that the best way to brake in this situation was to brake suddenly, but even if you brake suddenly, at such a close distance, the car will definitely hit the guardrail, and the car will be scrapped as well. I hope people can keep it.

However, they all underestimated Zhuo Yi's strong racing technology. This guy has integrated the superb skills of all racing masters in later generations in such a short time. Of course, they also underestimated the powerful performance of 959. Those who have not really driven 959 cannot truly understand how sharp the sword made by the most advanced technology of all mankind is. Zhuo Yi controlled the whole car as natural as holding his own fist, so smooth and free.

Zhuo Yifeng smiled coquettishly, let go of the accelerator, stepped on the brakes with one foot, quickly turned the steering wheel with both hands, stepped on the accelerator, braked again, turned the steering wheel, and stepped on again... In just a short moment, Zhuo Yi did hundreds of movements, and finally he turned around like a wild move and left roaringly.

Seeing Zhuo Yi's super cool turn to the peak was thrilling and avoiding the guardrail with a slight slightest, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was not the first time Zhuo Yi drifted like this on the field, every time it was so terrifying, and then drifted by with pleasure. This kind of ups and downs made their hearts unable to load. "Fuck, it's so exciting." The beautiful and charming sisters of the car salesperson could hardly swear.

Manager Zhao's eyes were about to burst out. He was different from these little beauties who were unsavory. This guy is a real racing fan. Although the distance was a little far just now, he still saw that Zhuo Yi's drift was not a simple drift, but a large drift composed of many small drifts. He actually made more than a dozen different coherent small drifts in such a small space.

This can no longer be simply described as wonderful. Without superb skills, tough nerves, and huge confidence, you will definitely not be able to do these things. In the drift just now, even if you have a little hesitation, a little timidity, or a little retreat, it is impossible to succeed. And there are undoubtedly only professional racers who can do these things. "So Young Master Zhuo is a super racer." Zhao Si thought to himself.

Zhuo Yi parked in the center of the test lot. He turned his head and looked at Li Jiaxin's pale pretty face without any bloodshot, "Just, were you scared just now?" Zhuo Yi grabbed Li Jiaxin's cold little hands with his hands and rubbed them on his face.

Looking at Zhuo Yi's intimate actions, Li Jiaxin's heart was rippled, and a blush appeared quietly on her beautiful cheeks. She wanted to pull her hand back, but Zhuo Yi grabbed it tightly. She struggled slightly, and let Zhuo play with her fair jade hand.

"No, no...I'm not afraid..." Li Jiaxin suddenly felt very confused, especially when she saw Zhuo Yi's evil smile on his lips and the hot domineering in his eyes, Li Jiaxin's heart beat faster and her pretty face turned red. An object called "ambiguity" spread out in the small carriage.

Zhuo Yi looked at Li Jiaxin's beautiful face without any flaws, smooth forehead, big watery eyes, bright red cherry mouth, and fair pink neck. Suddenly, he felt an impulse, stretched out his hands to hold Li Jiaxin's beautiful face. "Open your eyes and look at me..." Zhuo Yi said domineeringly.

Li Jiaxin is as beautiful as an elf from ancient times, and like a fairy falling from the sky. If described by Mr. Jin Yong's pen and ink, this is Wang Yuyan in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". Although she is not as lively and cute as Zhao Ling'er, she is not as daring to love and hate as Mu Wanqing, not as understanding as A Zhu, not as eccentric as A Zi, as if she has no personality, she is so beautiful. Even if she is carved into a cold stone sculpture, she is so inverted and obsessed.

Zhuo Yi is not Duan Yu, so he will not worship his "fairy sister" like he did, and dare not have any inappropriate thoughts. Instead, this guy is like an evil fallen angel, trying to pull the fairy in the sky into the abyss of desire.

Zhuo Yi knew that Li Jiaxin's childhood was not happy. Her father was from Portuguese and she was separated from her mother very early. At that time, their whole family's life was tight. Living in the iron house built on the rooftop was dilapidated and desolate. It was fine if it rained, but she just took bottles and jars to collect water in the house. If there was a strong wind, there would be no place to shelter from the rain.

Since she was fourteen years old, Li Jiaxin started to complete her studies half-work and half-study. Her part-time job is advertising model. She is not tired from work. As long as she looks beautiful, Li Jiaxin, a mixed-race Chinese-Portuguese race, is undoubtedly a beauty. But she cannot avoid the frivolous and furious things of some bald old men. So Li Jiaxin has always longed for a man who can protect herself in her heart, and it doesn't matter even if she is much older than herself.

Zhuo Yi couldn't help but kiss Li Jiaxin's tender cherry mouth in one mouth and gently pried her mouth open with her tongue. Li Jiaxin couldn't help but moan, as if she was hit by an electric current, her whole body was numb and lazy, and she was the feeling she had always longed for. Although she had described it countless times in romance novels, it was not as shocking as if she had experienced it herself. No little girl wanted to find her own prince charming and find her own happiness. At this moment, Zhuo Yi was undoubtedly the image of a prince charming. She was handsome and handsome, young and rich. Since she became sensible, Li Jiaxin wanted to find a man who could protect herself and take care of herself and her mother.

From then on, there was one more person and a man in her heart.

She was so obedient and obedient in cooperating with Zhuo Yi's movements, and actively put her tongue into Zhuo Yi's mouth, allowing Zhuo Yi to taste it carefully. She shyly and trembled, let Zhuo Yi suck her fragrant juice.
Chapter completed!