She doesn't want to pretend anymore

If we talk about the most nervous co-pilot, it must be Yu Yan.

Manshu's car never surpassed Gu Zixuan and was just following closely behind him.

Now she was about to turn the first corner and her speed had not yet slowed down.

"Sister Manshu, can you do this?"

Yu Yan gritted her teeth and said, "Slow down and be steady on the bend. Otherwise, let Shen Yan and Feng Cheng run first!"

"Brother Yan, how can a man say no?" Manshu didn't know how he started talking dirty.

Yu Yan stared speechlessly: "Are you a man? Slow down!"

He is not worried about the car being damaged, but he is worried about people being killed in the car accident.

Seeing that his voice was trembling, Manshu didn't want to tease him anymore, so he quickly stepped on the brakes, slowed down, and turned the steering wheel at the same time.

"Brother Yan, I'm a little nervous."

"Ah?" Yu Yan was convinced by her. She wasn't nervous at all when she was doing it with Xie Hao just now.

"So what should I do? Can you adjust yourself? Take a deep breath?"

Screw the nervousness, as an amateur racing driver, he had never been nervous before.

Should he be worried about his car now?

Will Manshu damage his car?

"I want to eat a lollipop." Manshu hesitated and made a request.

She was a little nervous, and a little afraid that she would lose control and step on the accelerator when turning the corner, and directly crash Gu Zixuan's car into the guardrail.

Who let Yan Siyu sit in the car?

"Where can I find candy for you at this time?" Yu Yan was a little confused.

Was she trying to heighten the excitement?

Yu Yan looked at Manshu suspiciously.

If he was not in the car, he would definitely think that Manshu's nervousness should be that his eyes were looking straight ahead, staring at the car in front, his hands were tightly gripping the steering wheel, and his legs were trembling.

But he was right next to them, and he could see that Manshu had a calm face, but excitement was faintly visible in his eyes.

How does she look nervous?

If they both wore heart rate monitoring bracelets now, he estimated that his heart rate would be much faster than Manshu's.

"I have it in my backpack, look for it."

Manshu got into the car earlier and threw her backpack casually on the back seat.

What this meant was that Yu Yan now had to try to reach her backpack from the back seat.

Yu Yan was not afraid. He turned half of his body to reach her backpack in the back seat.

The first time, before he could get it, Manshu made a sudden sharp turn, and he was so scared that he quickly grabbed the seat.

Fortunately, I reached it the second time. She was carrying a panda backpack, which was very cute.

Yu Yan had never used such a cute thing before. She opened her backpack and found a handful of Fujiya lollipops inside.

He took it out and peeled one: "Ah, open your mouth."

The candy was right next to his mouth, and Manshu took it in one bite.

The sweetness quickly spread in her mouth. She half-closed her eyes and tried to control her pounding heart a little.

"Is this thing delicious?" Yu Yan asked as he peeled one for himself.

It tasted sweet, and a hint of disgust flashed across Yu Yan's eyes, but she didn't spit it out.

On the contrary, it tastes better the more you eat it!

After passing the first sharp turn, Mansu was still following closely behind Gu Zixuan.

Gu Zixuan was getting annoyed that he couldn't get rid of her.

His brows were furrowed, his eyes were cold and focused, and his facial features were slightly more immature than Gu Zimo's.

Yan Siyu held the handrail and stared at Gu Zixuan.

Of course, she also noticed that it was Yu Yan's car behind. When she thought that the driver was Manshu, her heart began to pound.

"Why would Yu Yan think of letting Man Shu drive? She grew up in the countryside and probably has never driven a car. Even if she learned it during the summer vacation, she probably wouldn't be very skilled at it."

Yan Siyu looked at Gu Zixuan worriedly: "Zixuan, you must be careful, if she bumps into you..."