nice to drive

Ying and Jiang took a look at the road book, and after confirming that there was another curve below, they glanced at the rear of the opponent's car in front of them, and said in a deep voice: "Slow down, drive in a straight line, find a better point, and then enter the curve."

He Qing is also a person who has been trained on the track. He is very courageous. He recalled the way he used to play in a straight line in Jingang when he was daring. He could hear the sharp sound clearly.

This time, I can only use this method to seize time and overtake the vehicle in front when cornering.

The car in front also seemed to sense He Qing's move, and frequently approached the side that was closer to the curve, so anxious that He Qing couldn't find an angle to cut into the curve.

The most difficult part of this kind of swing is not only to transfer the weight of the car body under high-speed control properly, but also needs its swing angle, which is the correct angle and speed just at the corner.

Just as He Qing was looking for an angle, he heard a loud noise in his ears. The car in front of him was going down the bend too fast, rushed too hastily, and crashed straight into a big tree beside the bend.

The front of the car was dented, its tail swung onto the track, and it slanted to a stop on the side of the road, blocking half of the road.

This scene was like hitting He Qing's head with a stick, making his scalp tingle.

If he slams on the brakes, it will only cause people to fall on their backs.

would have even more incalculable consequences.

Ying Yujiang's eyes were red, and he, who was always calm, had a blank mind at this moment, so he could only reach out to stabilize He Qing's steering wheel, and threw his whole body towards He Qing.

Ying and Jiang shouted, "Don't move the plate!"

With less than a second of reaction time left, He Qing pursed his lips tightly and remained silent. For the first time, he felt that his strength was stronger than his general.

He violently broke away from Ying Yujiang's iron-like arms, put his arms on the steering wheel, desperately moved towards Ying Yujiang's direction, that is, to the right, and slammed the plate hard.

In the next second, He Qing lay on the steering wheel to stabilize the right direction, regardless of Ying Yujiang's hand that stretched out to wrap his neck, and just hugged the steering wheel tightly so that the direction would not loosen in the slightest.

He Qing could only hear a loud explosion in his ears, and waves of people around him screamed louder and louder.

At the moment of the impact, He Qing felt a dull pain in his head, and Ying Yujiang's outstretched arms pulled his entire upper body to the side of the co-pilot. throw out.

Everything is at peace.

The heart-piercing pain never came, He Qing only felt dizzy, slowly wanted to stand up, and looked up at Ying and Jiang on the side.

He could only see Ying and Jiang's eyes, which were all red.

Seeing He Qing's eyes are also red.

Ying Yujiang's arms were tightly protecting He Qing's upper body. He Qing was pulled down by Ying Yujiang with all his strength at the last moment. If he still maintained the posture in which he stabilized the steering wheel just now, he would have suffered a headache. Blood flowed.

Both of them bent down and panted.

Ying and Jiang didn't say a word, and He Qing didn't dare to say a word.

He knows what he just did.

The plate was thrown hard to the right just now, and He Qing transferred all the force of the impact from the center to her side.

The moment Ying and Jiang were about to bump into each other, they saw everything in their eyes, knew what He Qing was thinking, and tried hard to turn his steering wheel, but no matter how hard they turned, they couldn't move.

He only hated that the steering wheel was not in his hands.

If it wasn't for the "fish swaying tail" trick taught by Ying Yujiang, He Qing couldn't find the right entry point, and followed the normal curve entry point in a flash, then he would definitely hit the rear of the car in front, and he would pay for it. An even heavier price.

But He Qing didn't expect that at such a moment, his instinctive reaction made him choose to protect Ying and Jiang.

So he swung his steering wheel to the right desperately, and hit the center of gravity of the impact on his side. Fortunately, the speed was too fast, and he swung hard and hard. When he hit the tree, the side of the car body It slipped, only crashed the rear door of the car, the whole door was dented, and it didn't even turn off the fire.

Should and will feel that the top of the head and soles of the feet are on fire.

Between life and death, it was He Qing who was protecting him.

The slit of his arm, scratched by the scratched car ear glass, has become so insignificant that it doesn't matter to him at all.

Ying and Jiang stared at He Qing closely.

He Qing was still wearing a helmet, panting for breath, all the onlookers around had gathered around, handed them both gauze to stop the bleeding, and a group of people were helping them push the car up from the sill.

He Qing squinted her eyes, her eyes were a little red, she just stared straight at Ying and Jiang without speaking.

Fortunately, perfect.

Finally, he managed to win a round, under the circumstances that Ying and Jiang were always thinking about protecting him.

He Qing stretched out his hand. After the thrill, he was still trembling slightly. He stretched out his hand to touch Ying Yujiang's bleeding arm and checked it. Fortunately, it was not deep.

Panting for breath, he took off his helmet to clear his mind a bit, and he couldn't hear what the crowd outside was yelling at all.

The car in front didn't seem to have a big problem. Fortunately, my car didn't have a big problem.

He Qing felt like his head was about to explode. Where did He Qing do this for whom?

In order to cope with the general, today, young master He almost lost his life on the Longquanshan race track.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at Ying and Jiang.

My heart was beating so fast, wave after wave, I couldn't think of anything other than being dazed.

Amidst the noisy voices nearby, Ying and Jiang spoke in a hoarse voice: "Are you hurt?"

He Qing smiled and said, "It's okay, there's no problem."

Immediately afterwards, he heard the voice of congratulations, which was small but could not be refused: "Yes and General, let's continue running."

Ying Yujiang muffled, covered the blood on his arm, opened the door and got out of the car, and walked around the car.

But the car in front was clearly unable to run anymore, and the two crew members also got out of the car, checked the condition of the car, and ran over to ask about their physical condition.

He Qing forced a smile, gasped and said, "We have to continue."

Damn it, he has suffered all kinds of hardships, and he can't give up halfway. As long as he can run one kilometer, he has to run the remaining one kilometer with Ying and General.

After running, it's over.

He is not a person who has a head but no tail, let alone a person who retreats in spite of difficulties.

On the next road, He Qing's speed slowed down. Although he was anxious to deal with the injury on the general's hand, he still had lingering fears.

Seeing that the two curves passed steadily, Ying and Jiang were still bored beside him, their faces ashen.

He Qing guessed what he was annoyed with, probably he was annoyed with himself.

After the last SSS stage passed, He Qing drove into the RS connecting stage smoothly again, ran seven or eight kilometers, and parked the car in a closed parking lot.

Ying Yujiang opened the door first and came down. He Qing called him, but he didn't reply.

He Qing turned off the fire, ran to the trunk and took the medicine box down, pulled out the gauze and wrapped it into a roll, took some alcohol and poured some on the gauze, went around to the back of the car to find Ying and Jiang.

The trunk is wide open, and it is full of supplies and maintenance items. There is also a tire, which blocks some of the view from the front. It should be half leaned on the pallet of the trunk, facing outwards, and half of the sleeve is high The pure black suit was scratched by the glass, and the bloodstains on the tight muscles were glaring.

He Qing even forgot to take the helmet, put the alcohol on the pallet, moved closer, and prepared to give General Ying a medicine.

Before he could react, he suddenly felt his waist being grabbed by a force.

Ying Yujiang stretched out his bleeding arm, and hugged He Qing into his arms.

He Qing was startled, her breathing speed was a little faster than the thrill just now, and she was hugged so obediently in her arms, her ears were burning unbearably, her heart beat faster, and her cheeks were flushed.

Ying Yujiang let him go and looked down at him.

The breathing of the two was only a square inch away, and He Qing didn't dare to raise his eyes at all.

Ying and General raised their hands and took away He Qing's helmet.

The next second, He Qing felt a warmth on his lips, and it was Ying Yujiang who touched him lightly.

He was stunned, and raised his eyes to look at Ying and Jiang, but the other party's eyes were still full of thick ink that couldn't be melted away, with a fiery light.

Ying Yujiang lowered his eyebrows, clasped the back of He Qing's head with his big hands, and looked at him compulsively.

This person, this child, all the things he has done since we met, right and wrong, love and hate, have already defeated the last line of defense in Ying and Jiang's heart.

He just stared at the eyes under He Qing's helmet, his eyes were stubborn, the tails of his eyes were red, and he was arrogant, and he didn't feel at all how dangerous it was to sacrifice his life for him just now.

This pair of peach-blossom eyes, staring at others with affection, let alone staring at him at Ying and Jiang, is simply hooked at the end of the eyes, occupying the blank part of his heart inch by inch.

He seemed to see the stubborn look in He Qing's eyes when he pressed him on the hood for the first time.

But this time, it was for his response.

He Qing was so confused that he didn't know what he was thinking, his waist was imprisoned, and he looked at Ying Yujiang's red eyes, not to be outdone, and instinctively, he wrapped his neck around Ying Yujiang's neck, and approached Ying Yujiang's thin skin lips, boldly kissed her.

What immediately responded to him was an overwhelming kiss.

He Qing felt that his lips and teeth were pried open by a violent force, and he was squeezed between his lips and tongue with wanton strength, hastily and rough, Ying Yujiang's lips and tongue ran over flames in his mouth.

Ying and Jiang kissed until the corners of his lips became hot, and the color of his lips became more red.

A fire ignited in his chest, and He Qing wanted to take off the cap of the alcohol bottle in his hand and drink it.

He could clearly feel that the breathing of the two of them was getting heavy. How could He Qing have experienced this? The first time they kissed, his legs were weak, and Ying Yu would half hug him and put him on the trunk pallet, and was held down and robbed again.

The back of He Qing's head was carefully supported by Ying Yujiang, for fear that he would knock him a bit.

Ying and Jiang understood that his congratulations could no longer bear the slightest injury, at least within his sight, no reason was allowed.

He Qing was kissed to death, the feeling of being kissed by someone he likes was so fucking magical, he felt that the tip of his nose was sour, and he suppressed that force again.

Can't cry, it's too embarrassing.

He hugged Ying Yujiang's back, his long legs half-stepped on the ground, his center of gravity was unstable, his whole body was hanging, and the man on his body didn't have the slightest intention to stop.

He Qing had already forgotten where she was and what her name was. She was so full of thoughts that the person on her body was Ying Yujiang, the person he covered and covered in his heart every day, and felt that her actions were not affected at all. control.

After Ying and Jiang had kissed enough, He Qing's whole body softened, and Ying and General panted heavily, rubbing the tip of their noses against He Qing's chin with careful and pious force.

Ying and Jiang waited for 27 years for a congratulation.

Ying and Jiang lowered their heads, and their eye sockets were hot.

He Qing saw that he was in a bad mood, leaning his elbows on the pallet, bypassing his wound, palms clenched, holding Ying and General's face, and was about to speak.

Ying Yujiang held him down again, and kissed his forehead.

So He Qing ignorantly followed his example and pushed Ying and General's head down, but there was still a slight gap in height, and even if he pushed it down, he couldn't reach him. He Qing pouted and kissed Ying and General. on the two thin lips.

The sound of the kiss was a "boo", which made He Qing's face redder than before.

My day, why is it so loud!

Ying and Jiang laughed, their hearts melted into one piece, and they buried their heads to arch Heqing's neck, feeling a fragrance of milk and flowers.

At this time, He Qing hugged his head tightly, let out an "ow", and said in a low voice: "I'm so stupid, I'm so cute, there's a camera..."

He felt like he was hugging a Tibetan mastiff.

He only heard the big Tibetan Mastiff on his body chuckle and said, "This is a blind spot."

He Qing glared at him immediately and asked, "How do you know?"

"Before getting in the car."

Halfway through the conversation, Ying Yujiang stretched out his hand to hold He Qing's waist tighter, lowered his head to kiss the corner of the eyes that fascinated him the most, and the corner of the man's rough and tough lips rubbed against the tearful mole.

"I've researched it a long time ago."

He Qing was dumbfounded, and didn't want to care about whether the fucking camera was in a blind spot or not. Ying and Jiang put on the backhand ring and smiled broadly.

It's He Qing's instinct to fall in love with Ying and Jiang, just like when a driver is in danger, the driver steps on the brakes.

But should and will not be dangerous.

So He Qing chose to bump into it.