The girl was stunned for a moment, then asked in awkward English: "You... aren't Japanese?"

"No, I'm Chinese."

"Can you send me a ride?" the girl asked in a slight manner.

Could it be ***? Chen Zhao has long heard of the characteristics of Japan.

To be honest, this girl is very cute.

At least it is very consistent with Chen Zhao's aesthetic view.

Unfortunately, Chen Zhao refused.

Who knows that she has been with a few men?

And he looks like a minor.

Chen Zhao really couldn't be interested in minors.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry." Chen Zhao shook his head.

Chen Zhao was about to raise the car window, but the girl reached out and grabbed Chen Zhao's arm.

"My home is right in front, not far away, and it won't take you much time."

Is it really just a free ride?

Chen Zhao hesitated for a moment.

"Okay, get in the car."

"Arigodo." The girl bowed ninety degrees and then ran into the car happily: "It's in the park in front."

Chen Zhao's car arrived at the park, and then two non-mainstream people carrying baseball bats appeared in front of him.

Chen Zhao immediately understood.
Chapter completed!