Leng Aojun is three and a half years younger

Then, when Luo Qingqian felt that she was about to fly, she completely felt the malice from the world, and was able to fully experience the unloved feeling of the driver uncle just now.

It's more exciting than a roller coaster, right?
If you can see it on the monitor, you can see a cool and handsome motorcycle dodging at high speed in the tight lane, and then galloping.

Stimulating enough to make people with heart disease perfect...
"Sister Qianqian, is this here?" After an unknown amount of time, the speeding car finally stopped. Luo Qingqian felt her legs go limp when she got out of the car, her body was unstable, and she almost fell down. Han Zeyao, the youngest of Mr. Han The grandson was startled and quickly grabbed her.

Luo Qingqian panted and stabilized her body: "Han Zeyao, let me tell you..."

"What are you talking about? Sister, please speak slowly, don't rush." ​​Han Zeyao, the youngest grandson of Mr. Han, looked sincere.

Luo Qingqian almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, where did this girl's sister Keng's younger brother come from, so hurry up and take it back.

"Next time, don't drive so fast for me, I can't bear it, old lady." Luo Qingqian said without tears.

"Oh, good." Han Zeyao, the youngest grandson of Mr. Han was stunned for a moment, and replied very bluntly, and then asked impatiently: "Then sister, can I go?"

Luo Qingqian: "..." There is no younger brother who loves a car and no longer wants a sister.

"Let's go." Luo Qingqian waved resentfully, and Han Zeyao, who was addicted to his car and came back, was completely indifferent to Han Lao's youngest grandson, and then really drove away.

Luo Qingqian: "..."

"Qianqian?" Suddenly, a soft voice came from the corner, Luo Qingqian turned around, and saw the little bun with his head sticking out of the black car, waving excitedly at her.

"Little Baozi!" Luo Qingqian was also very pleasantly surprised. Just now, Han Zeyao, the youngest grandson of Mr. Han, sent herself to get off at the side of Huanshanche Road, just to wait, but she didn't expect that he didn't leave, so she didn't have to I went after it alone.

"Qianqian, why are you here?" Xiao Baozi wanted to get down excitedly, but was held back by Jun Tingmo. With a step on his long legs, he got out of the car and walked to Luo Qingqian's side, and saw her clearly Cold sweat on the forehead, and cold hands.

"What's going on?" the man asked heavily.

Luo Qingqian immediately understood what was going on when she heard it, and put her hand in the man's big warm hand to keep warm like a baby: "It's okay, did you just get it in the car?"

Jun Tingmo raised his eyebrows, and Luo Qingqian understood what he meant when he saw it, and continued to explain: "Because of the traffic jam, Ze Yao drove me here. At this time, only a motorcycle can solve the problem, but it is really cold.

"Fool." Upon hearing this, Jun Tingmo's eyes softened, but there was still disapproval in his eyes.

Luo Qing smiled flatteringly: "Ah Ting, I won't do it next time. Aren't you in a hurry? Can we get in the car?"

"Qianqian, yes, come up quickly." The little bun excitedly patted the seat in the car, the cute look instantly made Luo Qingqian feel soft, and tugged at the man's sleeve, Jun Tingmo's eyes flashed With a look of helplessness, he went up with his arms around the girl.

On the way, Luo Qingqian hugged the little bun, and the two had endless conversations. Although Jun Tingmo didn't say anything, the atmosphere was particularly good.

Not long after, the car stopped. Jun Tingmo got out of the car first, held the little bun in his arms, and held Luo Qingqian in one hand. The three of them entered a very luxurious mansion.

Compared with the Luo family, it was almost twice as big, and even more luxurious than the imperial palace. Seeing these scenes, Luo Qingqian already knew the character of the father.

The entire outside garden is planted with some rare varieties. After entering the gate, I drove another scooter to the main courtyard.