Ace Husband, do you want to get in the car?

F city's summer resort, Guling.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the top of the mountain should have been quiet, but now it is full of people's voices. Twenty or thirty obviously modified cars are gathered together with a group of people. You don't need to think about it. This is another group of people looking for excitement in the middle of the night. Young people are going to race on this mountain road.

Suddenly, in the crowd that was already lively, someone suddenly shouted: "Sister Mo is here!"

After saying a word, most people rushed to the guardrail on the top of the mountain and looked down.

The road in Guling is easy to walk, and it is not easy to walk if it is not easy to walk.Because it is a summer resort, the higher-ups have indeed repaired the road up the mountain in recent years, but no matter how it is repaired, this road is built on the basis of the original old road. Due to technical limitations more than 100 years ago, winding roads and zigzag roads could only be built. Therefore, this is indeed a good place to test racing skills.

For example, the few bends in the middle of the mountain are not comparable to the nine hairpin turns in the comics, but they are definitely not something that ordinary people can play.

But at this time, on the half-mountain road, a speeding car came towards the top of the mountain with a roar.Behind her car, there were obviously a few other cars trying to follow her, but she left them far behind, exited the corner, and accelerated...

The people on the top of the mountain have not appreciated enough, the owner of the red racing car has parked the car firmly in front of everyone.And the front of the car is less than [-] centimeters away from the front of the other car. Such a rapid U-turn and stop can be controlled so precisely, which once again attracted a burst of screaming and applause from the crowd, and some even started to take the lead and shout loudly. : "Sister Mo! Sister Mo!"

The car door opened, and there was no black leather pants like ordinary female racing drivers, and no wild non-mainstream makeup.A beautiful woman in very everyday makeup just walked out of the car.A head of long black straight hair casually scattered behind his head, the tip of his small nose is slightly raised, his thin lips are slightly pursed, and what adds to this not-so-pretty face are those bright eyes .

As for her, it was even simpler, a white shirt, a pair of black casual trousers, and a pair of flat black casual leather shoes.If you walk on the street, no one will believe that she is the goddess of F city racing.But she is like this, since she appeared here, she has maintained the myth of her being undefeated in the racing circle of F City.

With the appearance of the beauties, the young people gathered together to watch the excitement also began to discuss: "Hey, tell me, who will win the competition between our car god and the car queen in province F tonight?" "

"It's hard to say! After all, Brother Ang is the same as Sister Mo, and has never lost to others."

At this time, a yellow-haired boy came over: "Actually, what I'm more worried about is that after this battle, our Sister Mo will not be able to be like before. If Brother Ang no longer protects her, maybe her old bottom will be killed." Someone else found out."

"Not necessarily, Brother Ang is not a stingy person."

"Look! Brother Ang is here!"

At this time, a handsome guy slowly came out from the darkness. He was wearing a very simple casual suit, which fit on his slender and well-proportioned figure, as if it was tailor-made for him.A person who can wear casual clothes to look like an aristocrat is also in line with his Long family status, but this smiling face gives Zhang Xiaomo a dangerous feeling. The person in front of him is not everyone at all. The smiling Buddha in his mouth.

When the handsome guy stood in a place with brighter lights, Zhang Xiaomo finally saw his face clearly: it was a very oriental face, but for some reason, the soft oriental face still gave him a sharp feeling The soldier-like caliper hairstyle set off his perfect head shape, high nose bridge, and the occasional gleam in his deep eyes, which made Zhang Xiaomo subconsciously be wary of the man in front of him.The lightly pursed lips show that his character is firm and independent, once he has made up his mind, no one can shake it.

When Zhang Xiaomo was sizing up the handsome guy, he also walked in front of Zhang Xiaomo, maybe he had already observed it before, so he didn't look at it deliberately, but directly stretched out his right hand: "Long Chengang!"

Although he has never been in contact with Long Chengang, Zhang Xiaomo has heard a lot of news about him. He has a cheerful personality, is popular, and always has a smile on his face, as if nothing can trouble him.But the person in front of him... feels like a beast that devours people.

Zhang Xiaomo reached out and shook the opponent's hand and said, "Zhang Xiaomo!" This was a tribute to the opponent, you know, this was the first time she had spoken her real name during her two years here.

As if feeling Zhang Xiaomo's sincerity, the handsome guy's expression was a little loose, and he nodded: "It's a pleasure to meet you!" Then he walked to his car.

The two cars parked very close to each other, moved a little and came to the starting line. When the handsome guy started the engine to prepare for the next race, Zhang Xiaomo stood by the window of his car by a ghost, lowered his head and said softly He said: "You are not Long Chengang!"