Professional racing driver forced to debut

I'm also afraid that Jian Xinghui will leave the team angrily, and I'm even more afraid...

Perhaps in the future, there will never be such an opportunity, such an opportunity for close contact.

The constant self-examination followed Lan Heng like a ghost, so he wanted to make up for it in more ways, to be good to Jian Xing.Perhaps such a goodness is not worth mentioning to Jian Xing, and it is also not eye-catching.

But many times, Lan Heng just wanted to be nice to Jian Xing.

Want to be nice to this person.

This kind of desire to be nice to someone is very strong, and it circles in his mind all the time, Lan Heng even feels that he is crazy.

Whether it is paying money or anything, he wants to give the other party the best.In many cases, as long as he can see the other person's happiness with his own eyes, he can get double the joy.

Lan Heng: "I'm sorry."

I'm sorry again.

Jian Xing thought, maybe this is a dream.

His eyelids are sore and swollen, and he really wants to fall down and sleep well, without thinking about or doing anything.

His whole body was very hot, but also very cold, and he was wrapped in a strange discomfort.

Jian Xing moved forward, lowered his head slightly, as if he was extremely wronged.

"Then you kiss me."

Like a blow to the head, Lan Heng froze in place.

The strong discomfort did not dissipate, the air conditioner was turned on in the room, and the temperature was a little low.Jian Xing is hot and cold, but Jian Xing is always more afraid of cold than heat.

Jian Xing subconsciously approached the front, he only knew that it was warm here, so he took the initiative to reach out and hold the opponent's hand.

Jian Xing whispered: "You kiss me."

His throat was sticky, and he seemed to be crying hoarsely.

Extremely wronged, extremely lingering.

Lan Heng's throat twitched slightly. He has always been a person with excellent self-control, and he never crossed the line within the rules.

But at this moment, his limbs and spirit seemed to be controlled by gods, he moved his lips forward, and touched Jian Xing's forehead cautiously and piously.

—The touch-and-leave parting seems to have opened a certain floodgate, causing Lan Heng to experience an unprecedented turbulence.

Jian Xing got the kiss as he wished, and he said: "After I give the money, I will leave the team. There will be nothing between us, and there will be no relationship anymore."

"I'm going back to Europe."

As if he was in the middle of a dark storm, Lan Heng split the sky and the ground, and the thing that worried him most finally happened.

Lan Heng got closer and closer to Jian Xing until he was at a dangerous distance.Jian Xing felt a little hot at the moment. He wanted to push Lan Heng away, but he was thrown down suddenly, and when the back of his head was about to hit the pillow, he touched the gentle palm.

At the same time, Jian Xing's lips became hot, and before he could react, something moist and soft slipped in.

The education Lan Heng received since he was a child told him that he should be self-controlled, no matter in what way.Only those who can master themselves can control everything.

He also practiced this educational model very well. He studied extensively, planned clearly, and achieved excellent results. He is the proud son of heaven in the eyes of everyone.

—Be well-behaved, like a frame.Until he was rewarded with a trip to Europe, that was his first exposure to motorsports.

Although it is only an entry-level go-kart, the speed and danger have brought him an unprecedented exciting experience.

The closed soul seems to have been knocked open - a crack, and endless heat waves are lurking inside.

Parents were never stingy when it came to money, and he was smart and approached motorsports in his own way.Domestic and foreign, practice and theory, he tried his best to get in touch with racing cars.

It was discovered later, and my parents supported the hobby.Racing needs high financial support, as long as it does not affect his studies, he can do whatever he wants.

Interesting, but only a hobby.

Lan Heng's mind was in turmoil, and all the years of depression and stagnation seemed to erupt through this kiss.He longed for an outlet to vent his anguish, and also begged for redemption.

Knowing that Jian Xing was leaving the convoy, Lan Heng's reaction might not be that big, because it was expected.

But, back to Europe?

Two people are located on two continents and live in countries of different races. The high probability means that the two will never have a chance to meet again.

—Once this thought arises, all the fear and unwillingness come up.

It doesn't matter anymore.

But I'm not innocent of you.

Lan Heng seemed to be transformed into the most savage beast, his kiss was haphazard and extremely scribbled.But it was so called—a messy kiss that made Jian Xing's blood boil, and his whole body seemed to be on fire.

It's also the same, because of this kiss, Jian Xing's sluggish mind completely returned to sanity.Although there is still confusion, he can know what he is doing at the moment.

A loud slap echoed in the silent bedroom, and this slap was merciless. — Slap down, Jian Xing's right palm is still numb.

The palm of his hand was frighteningly red, Jian Xing panted, and looked up at Lan Heng warily.

It's the left cheek again.

Lan Heng's left face floated up at a speed visible to the naked eye - a slap mark, and even the corner of his mouth was bloodied.But it's still hard to hide the beauty of this face, but because of the five-fingerprint, it has a bit of abusive beauty.

Lan Heng looked at Jian Xing quietly, his mouth was broken and filled with the smell of blood.But he didn't feel regretful, on the contrary, he had a taste for it.

Jian Xing's right arm was still raised, and he stared fiercely at Lan Heng.I want to use this to warn the other party that he is not a messy existence.

Facts have proved that such a ferocious expression, like a wolf cub baring his teeth, does have a strong deterrent ability.

If it were someone else, they would definitely back away in fright from Jian Xing's expression, and even start to feel remorse after offending him.

But Lan Heng won't.

Lan Heng quickly pressed down again, Jian Xing raised his leg to kick, and Lan Heng stuck his left leg between Jian Xing's legs.The waist and abdomen were subdued hard, and this posture also left Jian Xing with nowhere to vent his strength, so he could only kick his feet empty.

Jian Xing was about to raise his hand, but Lan Heng grabbed the other's wrists and held them up, and rubbed Jian Xing's waist with the other hand as if warning.

The itching from his waist made Jian Xing almost cry out, he was already afraid of itches, but Lan Heng wanted to scratch his waist.While Jian Xing was patient, he accidentally let go of his guard and put Lan Heng's tongue in.

If he can do it all over again, Jian Xing must take advantage of the opportunity just now to slap Lan Heng a few more times.Just that - slap in the face, it was really cheap for Lan Heng.

Jian Xing smelled a smell of alcohol, and he didn't know whether it was from himself or Lan Heng.While the alcohol is intoxicating, it also has a vague aroma that lingers around the nasal cavity for a long time.

Jian Ling's company owns scented bath products, and there are many scented shower gels and shampoos at home.Many of them are under development, but as long as Jian Xing likes one of them, Jian Ling will make a plan for mass production.

Maybe it's because he's used to smelling it since he was a child. He likes any good smell, but he doesn't like his body smelling too strong.

The smell of Jian Xing's favorite shower gel is very similar to that of Lan Heng.

At this moment, he lost the ability to think normally, and while he was under tremendous pressure, he was deprived of any room to breathe.Likewise, even the surface of the skin is baked by fire.

It seems to be sober, but the effect of alcohol still has not dissipated.His head was swollen and confused, and he couldn't push the opponent away at all.

When it comes to kissing, men always have the talent of self-teaching.And, as long as - kissing, the movement route of the hand is more accurate than the navigation.

Lan Heng separated for a moment, and gave Jian Xing some chances to take a breath.He looked down at Jian Xing's face, his brows were furrowed, and the tip of his nose was slightly wrinkled due to anger.

In the past, he would definitely stop, but now, his sanity has been dominated by another unknown thing.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jian Xing wanted to reach out and push, but his hands were still in shackles.Helpless, he could only move his mouth, trying to wake up the other party: "You see who I am, I'm a man, and you shouldn't come to me when you're in heat. Hurry up... let me go!"

Even though Jian Xing, who was vaguely conscious, suddenly realized the sense of crisis, he felt mixed feelings and couldn't believe it.I couldn't believe it at all, but I was subdued by another man and couldn't resist.

If the kiss just now left him in a state of confusion, then what he feels now has successfully made him feel more vigilant than ever before.

Jian Xing admitted that he had seen Lan Heng's ass by accident, and he had thought about it several times when he dreamed back at midnight.But it's just an attitude of appreciation, without any dirty thoughts.

But it doesn't mean that he is willing to contribute his ass.

I don't know it was that sentence that made Lan Heng's expression somber. Even in the dark room, his expression was still gloomy and frightening.

Jian Xing's ears lingered with a stubborn voice that seemed to be mixed with grievances.

"Men and men, yes."

can?

can what?

Kissing, falling in love?

The fingertips on the side of the waist seemed to be shaking, and this faint touch made Jian Xing even more difficult to bear.

He was already ticklish, and the side of his waist was where his itchy flesh gathered. If he hadn't been so weak and controlled, he would have swollen Lan Heng's face.

Pausing for a moment, Lan Heng seemed to not even be able to tell what he was talking about.He struggled for a long time, thoughts in his mind were flying and chaotic, and the hands resting on Jian Xing's waist tightened.

Finally, he paused again, sonorously and forcefully.

"It will be all right."

The key now is not whether it is possible, but Jian Xing is really afraid that Lan Heng will lose control and make some inhuman actions.

He was greatly shocked, and encountered such a situation for the first time, causing - time not knowing how to deal with it.

After saying these words, Lan Heng seemed to wake up suddenly.Looking down at the other party's disheveled hair and disheveled clothes, because of his actions, the corners of his clothes were lifted up, revealing some delicate skin, Lan Heng's face turned red.

Then, Lan Heng noticed something strange about him again, let go of his hand suddenly, and jumped up from the bed.He stepped back a few steps as if stimulated, and at the same time, elements of confusion and astonishment reverberated on his face.

Both wrists were pinched with some pain, Jian Xing moved his hands and sat up slowly.Seeing Lan Heng's expression like a bolt from the blue, he helplessly raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Jian Xing: "If you drink too much, don't go out and run around. You can sleep in the living room tonight, and when you wake up tomorrow, you can talk about what happened just now."

Lan Heng's face was still in shock, his eyes dodged, and he didn't dare to look at Jian Xing at all.He made a hasty "um" sound, and strode out staggeringly.

Jian Xing wondered, he was obviously the one who was taken advantage of, why did Lan Heng look like he was humiliated?

Jian Xing smelled the alcohol on Lan Heng's body, and guessed that he must have been drunk.If he hadn't been drunk, it would have been impossible to do such a thing to him.

At this moment, Jian Xing's consciousness is still a little confused, and his memories are overlapping, and he doesn't understand how he came home, and how he developed to this step.

However, in this case, there is a high probability that it will be relieved after waking up tomorrow.It won't be broken into fragments, it only needs to be recalled after the event, and the events can be restored to the best of their ability.

I thought that after such a thing happened, Jian Xing should have trouble falling asleep.But his body was really heavy, as if his body was filled with water, and every movement carried a downward force.

At the same time, there was a hammer-like object hanging on his brain, as if trying to pull him into the sinking abyss.

Jian Xing was sleepy and tired, rather than pondering over this matter, at this moment he wanted to sleep well.

Lan Heng was almost sleepless at night, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe his mood as a thousand waves.

At that time, he seemed to want to say a lot, but he couldn't express his sincere emotions in words.

He himself felt infinitely shocked. He didn't understand what he did and why he did it. This behavior was completely out of control and instinctive.

He is good at finding reasons for things, and he is strict and disciplined, which is the thoughtfulness of a science student.But this night, he was in the desert filled with dense fog, and he couldn't see the direction or find the way.

Jian Xing got up earlier, but Lan Heng got up earlier than him.Jian Xing—was up, just in time to bump into Lan Heng coming back from buying breakfast.

Looking at the breakfast that Lan Heng bought, it happened to be Jian Xing's eating habits, and it was a double serving.

Jian Xing enjoys leisure without having to cook by himself.

Sitting at the dining table, Lan Heng sat down silently, tore open the plastic bag, and sent one of the lunch boxes to Jian Xing.

After Jian Xing thanked him, he casually ate.

His thoughts were still heavy, like a sponge filled with water, and a sense of fatigue swept over his body, as if to pull him into an abyss.

Without much appetite, Jian Xing casually took two mouthfuls, and felt a little nauseous.

Jian Xing put down his chopsticks, and looked at the gentleman eating with all his gaze: "Why did you kiss me on the mouth?"

With a clatter sound, Lan Heng's chopsticks fell, and his unsteady right hand seemed to be seriously ill at the moment.

One chopstick fell to the ground, and the other one was still on the thigh.

Lan Heng stooped to pick up the dropped chopsticks calmly on the surface, but was extremely flustered in his heart.

He knew that this moment would come, but he never expected that Jian Xing said it so bluntly.

"Isn't that a kiss?" Jian Xing was puzzled, "Why are you so overreacted?"

When a problem occurs, it must be solved. This is a simple and consistent way of looking at things.

It is impossible for him to act as if nothing happened after being kissed by someone. If it was just drunkenness, he would have to hear the other party's answer in person.

He needs a reason, even if the reason is fabricated temporarily.

Jian Xing's expression at the moment is serious and aggressive, he seems to have not slept well, and his lips are a little pale.

Ke Lanheng still remembered how gorgeous those dull lips were under his kiss yesterday.

Thinking about it, trying his best to restrain the flashbacks in the depths of his memory, Lan Heng's expression was stiff, and he hastily lowered his eyes.

Seeing Lan Heng's evasive posture, Jian Xing got a little annoyed.

When a problem occurs, you don't want to solve it, not even an apology.You are still running away here, how grown-up you are, why - you don't have any sense of responsibility?

"Do you want me to ask a more elegant question?" Jian Xing really changed to a more elegant question, "Why did you kiss me? Isn't this a kiss?"

Lan Heng clenched his teeth tightly and said, "No."

Jian Xing stared blankly: "It's not what? It's not a kiss? Your tongue has come in and you still bit me. Isn't that considered a kiss?"

Just as Jian Xing opened his mouth, he suddenly choked, and immediately handed over a bottle of mineral water, which had already been opened.Jian Xing took it and took a few sips to relieve the dryness in his throat.

After the energy was replenished, Jian Xing inevitably spoke with some emotion: "Then what are we doing? Are we discussing martial arts?"

Normal people would feel ashamed when they heard such words.But after all, Jian Xing underestimated Lan Heng's face, and also refreshed his own worldview.

Lan Heng's complexion was stiff, and he nodded emphatically.

Jian Xing was shocked, how could someone be so shameless?Give any slope, even if it is a fake slope, and go down the slope cheekily.

After a moment of silence, Jian Xing still felt uncomfortable.He asked again: "Do you need to stick out your tongue when exercising martial arts?"

After a long time, Lan Heng nodded again under Jian Xing's astonished gaze.

Just as the anger rose, it turned into a violent cough.

Jian Xing turned sideways, leaned on the table and coughed.After coughing for a while, the desire to retch reappeared.

This feeling is too familiar and too bad.At the same time, the doorbell rang, and Jian Xing felt that the sky was falling apart.

Jian Xing went to open the door, and there was a man standing at the door, wearing a smart suit, with his hair coiled up, holding a stack of documents in his hands.

Jian Xing already knew that the person who came was probably her, and there was no struggle, and said, "Aunt Lu."

Lu Jing smiled slightly at him, changed into her slippers and walked in. When she saw Lan Heng, her eyes instantly turned into a sharp interrogation.

Lu Jing turned her questioning gaze back to Jian Xing, and Jian Xing said concisely: "Friend."

Lu Jing understood, and immediately showed Lan Heng a professional smile: "It's rare to see Xing Xing bring friends back. I'm his mother's assistant. Xing Xing sometimes has a temper, and I still look at Haihan."

Jian Xing pulled Lu Jing, a little unhappy.

Lan Heng said: "He is fine."

Lu Jing answered naturally: "Yes, Xing Xing is really good. But there are some things I want to talk to Xing Xing separately, please..."

Lan Heng stood up and said, "Come visit me later."

Seeing Lan Heng being so knowledgeable, Lu Jing was naturally very satisfied.Before Lan Heng left, he cleaned up the trash on the table and took it away with him.

There were only two people in the house, and Lu Jing was looking around, her sharp eyes scanning the goods like a laser.

Lu Jing commented: "The location is okay, but the feng shui is not good."

Jian Xing was speechless for a moment, then couldn't help coughing again.

Lu Jing narrowed her eyes, and after Jian Xing finished coughing, she said, "Your mother is very angry."

The corners of Jian Xing's eyes were watery, because he had a dry cough for a long time.Hearing this, his back was stiff.

Jian Xing: "I know."

"Okay, you don't know." Lu Jing sighed, "We received news from the school on the day you returned to China. But your mother kept pretending not to know, because she didn't want to control your life. You have a new life We are very happy to participate in the talent show. If you want to become an idol and enter the entertainment circle, we are also very supportive."

Lu Jing opened the folder in her hand, and put a few printed A4 news papers on the dining table.

She tapped the table with her finger bones, "Do you know your mother's reaction after seeing these reports?"

How would Jian Ling react?Of course it will be very angry.

The child who tried his best to protect him once again violated his promise and challenged patience repeatedly.

"Do you think your mother will blame you?" Lu Jing shook her head, "She didn't say anything, she just glanced at the news in a hurry, and then turned her eyes away. She shut herself in the room, watched the busy traffic by the window, for a whole day Sit for an afternoon."

"She didn't dare to take a second look."

Jian Xing's fingertips trembled, and he suddenly felt a little suffocated, as if he was about to be crushed.

The news is naturally exaggerated and written, and the damage to the racing car has reached an unprecedented level. Just looking at it with the naked eye is shocking.

If Jian Xing saw this photo for the first time, his first reaction would definitely be that this racing driver has no missing arms or legs, and it is his fate.

"Okay, you know. Your mother just can't express it, but she loves you more than anyone else. Your basic necessities—not according to the top standard, in order to let you have a better sleep quality, even the quilt is prepared They are all 30 Icelandic geese and duck downs." Seeing Jian Xing lowered her eyes, Lu Jing said with an elder's pity, "But why, why is it a racing car?"

No matter what career Jian Xing wants to pursue, Jian Ling will support him unconditionally.She can give her child enough financial support to let the child accomplish anything he wants to do.

But becoming a professional racing driver may lose one's life at any time, and Jian Ling could not accept this.

Jian Xing naturally knew that Jian Ling loved him very much, his mother, strong and fragile.He was ignorant when he was young, and always thought that his mother didn't care about him, but as time went by, he realized that this was not the case.

Someone once said bad things about his mother to Jian Xing, and it was very ugly.That was the first time he fought, and he almost beat the opponent to death.

Both of them are sons of well-known rich men, and the school hastily notified their parents.

Jian Ling was very busy, but still came in a hurry. After confirming that Jian Xing was not seriously injured, he was relieved, and left after solving the matter.

At that time, Jian Ling's attitude towards him was almost indifferent.He was sad and wanted to cry, but he didn't want anyone to see him laugh, so he could only make a more vicious and cold expression.

Life is always going on step by step, and only when galloping on the track will he get the stimulation of new life.He loves racing and wants to make it the best it can be.

This day, Jian Ling went home early, but Jian Xing came back late.Jian Ling took out the time to look at the documents, and when Jian Xing arrived home, Jian Ling fell asleep propped up on the table because he was too exhausted.

Jian was about to cover her mother with the quilt, but Jian Ling woke up.

Jian Ling's voice was a little hoarse: "Xing Xing has grown up."

At the same time, Jian Xing said: "Mom, I want to race, I want to be a professional racing driver. I think I am better than any of them."

That was the first time Jian Ling lost his temper with him.

Many times, Jian Xing thought that his mother didn't care about him, but she was the one who gave him the most.

He often thinks that his mother doesn't understand him, but he also doesn't understand his mother.

Jian Xing doesn't have a father, but he has a mother. He can't imagine the day when he loses his mother.

He thought, this must be the feeling of the sky falling.

Lu Jing: "OK, you're still young, and you can't see many things clearly. At your age, you should study hard and get a diploma. As for racing cars..."

"Hobbies are fine, occupations are absolutely not."

Very tired.

Physical exhaustion and mental stress ensued.

Jian Xing was unable to speak: "I'm very tired now, can we slow down these things first?"