1838 A Good Show for You (1)
The man who presided over the racing car hurriedly became a peacemaker, and laughed embarrassedly twice, "Young Master Zhao just loves to laugh, don't care about his words, he is like this, Young Master Zhao, stop playing, Jie Shao treats his girlfriend as a baby, it's not good for you to make this kind of joke." β
Young Master Zhao didn't believe it originally.
Yin Shaoyuye, this person changes women like changing clothes, when did you see him treat his girlfriend as a treasure?
But although Young Master Zhao was a little brainless, he was not stupid, and noticed everyone's expressions.
He also noticed Yin Shaoji's eyes, which were a little scary.
Only then did he change his words and say, "Hehe, Ji Shao can't even joke, right?" β
Yin Shaoji didn't smile, "I don't like people I don't know to joke with me." β
That is, I don't know you well, how old are you? Dare to joke with me.
The man who presided over saw that the atmosphere was not good again, so he quickly interjected again, "Ouch, two uncles, everyone is looking forward to death, I haven't seen Ji Shao playing with cars for a long time, so I won't tell jokes, right?" It's almost time to start. β
Young Master Zhao also came down the steps and said, "Then let's do it, the bet is ......."
His gaze swept to the sports car behind Yin Shaoji.
When Yin Shaojie first bought this sports car, it attracted a lot of envy, jealousy and hatred.
Young Master Zhao hooked his lips and said, "Let's play smaller, if I win, your car will let me drive once, and if I lose, my new car will let you drive it once, how about it?" β
The corners of Yin Shaoji's mouth seemed to be pulled, and his black eyes didn't know what he was thinking, so he replied with an indifferent face, "Yes." β
The people around him breathed a sigh of relief.
Yin Shaowei didn't want to talk too much with this person, so he took Mu Xiaoxiao into the car.
"Tell me if you're uncomfortable." He admonished.
"It's okay." Mu Xiaoxiao shook his head, remembering that everyone was afraid that he would be angry just now, and everyone didn't dare to come out, and he felt funny.
Yin Shaoji frowned, leaned over with his upper body, and pinched her jaw with his bony fingers, making her look at herself.
He told again, "Wait a minute, if you don't feel well, you tell me, did you hear that?" β
"I didn't feel scared when I heard it, why are you so nervous?" Mu Xiaoxiao slapped his hand away and said very calmly.
Yin Shaoji snorted and said, "I don't know who it was last time, I was so frightened that my face turned pale, like a female ghost." β
Although it was a complaint, he still felt distressed when he remembered the last time.
Mu Xiaoxiao thought of something, supported her chin with her little hands, looked at him with a smile and asked, "Hey, last time I made you so uncomfortable in order to let you win, are you particularly touched and feel sorry for me?" β
Yin Shaoji stared at her and didn't answer.
Mu Xiaoxiao smiled, looking like a thief.
"I knew you liked me before that, didn't you?"
Yin Shaojie still didn't speak, but there was a smile in his dark eyes.
Mu Xiaoxiao snorted at him, "Say, when did you start plotting against me?" β
Yin Shaoji hooked his lips, and his magnetic voice deliberately hung her, "I won't tell you." β
At this time, a graceful beauty, still wearing ****** in such weather, couldn't cover her thighs, twisted her snake waist, walked to the front of the two cars, and dragged a coat in her hand.
"Readyβ"
There was a burst of shouts from the audience, almost resounding in the sky.
"Young Master Zhao, come on! Win him! Abuse and cry him! β
"Young Master Zhao is mighty and domineering!"