Professional racing driver forced to debut

Suddenly, from holding small hands to kissing, it seemed that she was directly admitted to the college entrance examination, Jian Xing didn't react in an instant.

When he realized it, Lan Heng was already very close, but not that close.

All the clear perceptions are gradually lost in the chaotic emotions and the long darkness, Jian Xing can almost only hear his own deafening heartbeat, and the scorching snort from his cheeks.

There was a slight movement in the throat, which was caused by tension.The five fingers were clenched into fists, and the knuckles turned blue and white due to too much force.

While nervous, Jian Xing scolded himself for being worthless.What a big deal, why is he reacting so much?

After swearing, he didn't feel nervous anymore.

He seemed to be caught in an emotional endless loop, and no matter how he ran, he couldn't escape the fog.

The hot breath lingered near the cheeks, and because he couldn't see clearly, his senses became more sensitive.

It was too hot, Jian Xing's right hand flustered out from under the down jacket, trying to pull down the zipper of the down jacket.But his whole body was wrapped in the down jacket, and trembling nervously, his fingertips couldn't touch the zipper under the chin.

But another person pulled the zipper for him, and they seemed to be getting closer. Their distance, expressions, and emotions at this moment were like a blank sheet of paper, allowing them to imagine and outline to their heart's content.

The breath falls near the lower jaw, and the tip of the nose touches the cheek.He could feel the air flow moving again, sometimes falling on his jaw, sometimes on his cheeks, and then stopped on the side of his nose.

"Can I kiss?"

Lan Heng asked again.

As calm and plain as ever, but hoarse beyond recognition.Stirring the disordered breathing rhythm, discarding the self-sufficiency precipitated by the years.

Team rules indicate that all personnel are not allowed to engage in excessively intimate behaviors such as holding hands.Only holding hands is written in black and white, and everything else is written in one stroke.

Kissing is of course a kind of overly intimate behavior. Lan Heng is asking the question knowingly, trying to lure him into a trap, and pretending to be stupid.

All the hidden scheming, Jian Xing is clear in his heart, if he used to be, he would definitely sneer.But at the moment, he seems to be indulging in this hormonal situation himself.

Without getting a definite answer, Lan Heng didn't kiss, but slowly and gradually rubbed Jian Xing's cheeks.He deliberately avoided his own and the other's lips, and always brushed the corners of his mouth vaguely, like a devious guerrilla war, and seemed to be deliberately seduced.

Jian Xing was ticklish, and suddenly felt a bit itchy, and hid back.But Lan Heng immediately stretched his arms into the down jacket on Jian Xing's body, bypassing Jian Xing's back, not giving the other party any room to escape.

"Jane," the thin but fiery lips were less than a millimeter away from the skin, and Jian Xing felt very hot, not only because of the heat flow from the other party's conversation, but also because the heat was emitted from the inside of the body.Not long after he was immersed in this call, he heard the other party say again, "Can I kiss you?"

Even though there are thousands of wishes in his heart, Jian Xing is a little embarrassed to let him personally agree.

He usually likes to say hello, and he has seen even large-scale pictures on the Internet. He thinks that his skin is thick enough, but it really makes him feel ashamed right now.

On the one hand, what he thought was, why would he ask him such a thing?Wouldn't it be better to just do it?

On the other hand, he thought that last time he had made a long speech about Lan Heng kissing him forcibly without his permission.Maybe it was because of this that Lan Heng asked repeatedly.

Like lifting a rock to shoot himself in the foot, Jian Xing regretted it.But it was really embarrassing to ask him to say "good" at the moment.

Jian Xing pursed his lips and muttered, "Don't ask me."

"I think," the eyelashes trembled slightly, bouncing mischievously on Jian Xing's cheeks.Lan Heng's voice was full of pitiful grievances, "I want to kiss you."

This faint loneliness didn't last long, Jian Xing got up and sat on Lan Heng's lap.With his eyes closed, he boldly held Lan Heng's face, and put his lips on it indiscriminately.

Because he was in a hurry, he threw Lan Heng backwards because of his excessive force. After the world spun, both of them rolled from the small stone pier into the grass on one side.

The lawn is growing vigorously, and Jian Xing and his wife are both strong and strong, so naturally they will not feel pain.Lan Heng rolled Jian Xing around a few times before stopping. When Jian Xing realized it, he was leaning against the lawn.

Subconsciously, he wanted to stand up with his elbows, but another pair of powerful big hands grasped half of his palms, and then he was pressed tightly on the lawn.

It was only seven degrees in the early morning in Barcelona at the end of February, and the lawn was cold and rough, but Jian Xing was extremely hot at this moment.

The passionate kisses are overwhelming, like a strong hook that keeps people sinking deeply.

In many matters, Lan Heng is very polite, and he is an out-and-out gentleman.Maybe he can't express what he thinks in his heart, but he will definitely take the overall situation into consideration, even if it means sacrificing his own interests.

His kiss was indeed different, it was frantic and bloody, fierce, biting, and inseparably entangled.

Jian Xing fell in love with Lan Heng's unruly but wild kissing method, which brought him a brand new and wonderful feeling, as if everything was unknown and exciting.

The brain is almost empty, and all behaviors follow the instinctive call.At first, Lan Heng just held Jian Xing's palm tightly, but at some point, their fingers intertwined tightly.

The fingertips sank into the flesh of the back of the hand, and the nails were marked with deep red marks.

He wanted to raise his hand to hug each other, but was forcefully pushed back on the lawn.Jian Xing's strength is not small, but under the opponent's strength, there is no room for resistance at all.

The heat waves all over his body gathered in one place, and Jian Xing's whole body was about to boil.Unable to flick his hand, he could only bend one leg in a different way, and his calf rubbed the outside of Lan Heng's leg back and forth.

A kiss temporarily separated them, and the two were equally panting and blushing.But hidden under the shadows, no one can distinguish clearly.

Jian Xing was relatively relaxed, lying on the lawn the whole time, Lan Heng's weight was not too much of a load.

It wasn't long before the halftime break, and although Jian Xing was out of breath, he still felt unfulfilled.He licked his lips, and it hurt a little, but it was this most primitive pain that inspired his latent instinct.

Jian Xing waited for his breathing to be a little more stable, and pressed his fingertips slightly on the back of Lan Heng's hand.

"To be honest," Jian Xing said, "I want to fuck you."

A weak signal came from the back of his hand, Lan Heng's eyes drooped slightly, his night vision ability was better.You can clearly see Jian Xing's expression from beginning to end, including the gesture of licking his lips just now.

He was able to analyze which flavor of kissing method Jian Xing liked, and it happened that the way Jian Xing reacted most violently was the kissing method that he didn't need to change.Like some kind of fateful fit, this discovery made Lan Heng somewhat complacent.

Lan Heng leaned down and kissed Jian Xing's lips again.It moved all the way along the corner of the lips, and finally landed on Jian Xing's ear.

"Jane," Lan Heng said, "fuck me."

Jian Xing is a normal man, his age is just in the fledgling period, it is impossible for him to bear such teasing.After the enthusiasm came to his head, he unexpectedly exploded his potential, turned over in one fell swoop and changed his current suppressed posture.

With the transmission of the touch of his fingertips, Jian Xing knew that under his fingertips were Lan Heng's lips.He traced the arc of his lips, as if he wanted to taste the taste from it.

Suddenly, there was a wet and greasy feeling in the fingertips.Jian Xing's complexion was slightly stagnant.

After a few seconds of silence, Jian Xing couldn't help but said, "You're so good at playing??"

"Jane," Lan Heng reached out and landed on Jian Xing's waist, sensing the other party's subconscious avoidance, Lan Heng's tone suddenly became a little subtle, with a lingering hoarseness at the end, "Do you need me to teach you?"

Whether it's voice or appearance, Lan Heng is a person who grows on the line of Jian Xing's aesthetics.Different from Jian Xing's soft, waxy and childlike accent, when Lan Heng spoke, there was an icy and frightening chill.

But when Jian Xing felt itchy in his heart, he was even more shocked when he spoke such intimate words in such a voice that rejected people thousands of miles away.

Jian Xing's words are astonishing, most of them are pure oral hi, without any implementation nature.In the final analysis, his theoretical knowledge is still sufficient, but his practical knowledge is not.

But at this time, it is impossible for Jian Xing to let Lan Heng teach him.

At the same time, Jian Xing was puzzled.

No, even if he can't, Lan Heng can't either.Why does Lan Heng act like he knows and knows how to do it?

How dare you ask him if he needs to teach?

If Jian Xing said that he really didn't understand this matter at all, then he was really pretending to be innocent.Although he has never done this before, he also learned about it on the Internet.And this kind of thing, in the final analysis, is the same thing, it's just a different place.

But if Jian Xing was really asked to elaborate, he couldn't come up with it.Even if he really understood it, he would not understand it in such a detailed way.

For a while, he was caught in a dilemma. He didn't want to give the other party a bad experience, let alone show off.

Suddenly a burst of light hit Jian Xing's body, Jian Xing was so stimulated that he turned his head immediately, and at the same time Lan Heng reached out his hand to cover Jian Xing's eyes in a very quick reaction.

"Damn it, I said why you guys have been out for so long, so it really started fighting!" Fang Nuozhe was so flustered that he immediately came up to fight.

After dragging Jian Xing away, Tang Yilong and Fang Nuozhe each pulled the other and shook their heads as they watched the two of them in a state of distress.

"I know that such an accident happened to the convoy, and none of you feel bad. But you can't fight with your own people, it hurts the friendship."

"The racing car is almost assembled. Don't worry, you can definitely catch up with the test at dawn. Go back and take a shower and get a good night's sleep."

"Don't fight anymore!"

Jian Xing walked into the hotel holding back his anger, he and Lan Heng had very different images.

Their clothes were messy, their bodies were covered in grass clippings, and their hair was also disheveled. In addition, they had used too much force before, causing their lips to be bright red.

His brows were tightly wrinkled, his sharp eyes were full of mist, and there were even red marks at the corners of his eyes that had not faded.

A certain engineer said: "Is the beating so fierce? Almost cried?"

"It looks quite fierce." A certain mechanic said, "Looking at their clothes, they must have been fighting on the grass for a while. The dirt is so dirty, it can be seen that the battle is fierce."

"But Lan Heng should have started to regret and reflect on himself. Look at him, his face is very red." A certain designer said, "This is ashamed."

"Huh? Jian Xing was beaten and cried??"

After returning to the room, Jian Xing took a shower, but still couldn't calm down completely.

As long as some things start, you will ponder over it over and over again.The more you don't think about it, the easier it is to think about it.

Tang Yilong made ideological construction for Jian Xing and Lan Heng respectively, promoting harmony, friendship and positive energy, making Jian Xing almost think that the other party has been taken away.It wasn't until Jian Xing said that he was sleepy that Tang Yilong reluctantly left.

Before leaving, Tang Yilong did not forget to mention: "Don't quarrel in the future, there is no need. Look, my wife and I used to quarrel over trivial matters. We missed more than ten years, which is more than ten years!" What does this tell us? Don't quarrel, let alone fight, or you will bear the consequences."

While Jian Xing promised that he would never fight Lan Heng, he closed the door.

The bedside lamp is still on, as long as the picture is completely black, Jian Xing will recall what he did half an hour ago.

Really, so...

stimulated.

Jian Xing likes to have fun, playing games and surfing the Internet are all for fun.

The thing that can bring him the thrill of being reborn is the racing car, and now, the person who can give him a similar feeling is Lan Heng.

The more Jian Xing thought about it, the more he suffocated, his whole body was noisy and irritable, he even thought, why not knock on the door secretly in the middle of the night?

No, that's too rude, and it looks like I'm horny.

But he is really serious, and he really wants to satisfy his current hunger and thirst.

At this moment, Fang Nuozhe also sent a WeChat message, saying that he wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with him, and Jian Xing replied directly: I fell asleep, I was very sleepy.

After 5 minutes, someone still knocked on the door.Jian Xing originally wanted to pretend to be asleep, but the other party was still knocking on the door without making a sound, so he had no choice but to get out of bed and open the door.

The moment the door opened, what he saw was Lan Heng's slightly embarrassed face.

This sense of tension was transmitted to Jian Xing, and it was really intriguing for the two to meet at this moment.He blocked the door, his eyes wandering: "ah, you...why are you here?"

Lan Heng stared straight at Jian Xing, Jian Xing was stared hot all over, but he didn't dare to look directly.

Lan Heng put his hand into his pocket, and Jian Xing's throat moved nervously. When he saw the other party take out a piece of one hundred yuan RMB, Jian Xing was stunned.

Lan Heng: "I'll pay back the money."

Jian Xing: ...

"The price of the air ticket last time?" Jian Xing resisted the urge to scold, and said, "100 yuan for the air ticket?"

Jian Xing had already forgotten about this matter, Lan Heng brought up the old matter again, but brought 100 yuan to pay back the money.What does it mean?

The air ticket costs far more than one hundred.

Lan Heng was a little embarrassed, he looked at Jian Xing, the brilliance in his eyes inadvertently flowed.

"I install it."

Jian Xing:?

Jian Xing took the money and pretended to close the door, saying: "I have received the money, you can install it slowly, no problem, I won't rush you. You should also go to bed earlier."

The other palm touched the door, blocking Jian Xing's movement to close the door.

Jian Xing looked at Lan Heng, this fair face was dyed crimson at a speed visible to the naked eye, and immediately, Jian Xing heard the other party say.

"Can I go in and sit?"

After half an hour.

Jian Xing stared blankly at the ceiling, colorful stars emerged from the white ceiling of the hotel.

They are constantly spinning and jumping, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes urgently and sometimes slowly.

Lan Heng was cleaning his hands with a tissue, Jian Xing glanced down, pursed his lips, and couldn't bear to say: "Otherwise I..."

Throwing the tissue into the trash can, Lan Heng raised his eyes and glanced at Jian Xing lightly, like a feather flicking by.

"It's getting late," Lan Heng said, "Go to bed early."

This kind of development makes Jian Xing Erzhang puzzled, and Lan Heng is really hard to figure out.First of all, I talked about paying back the money. After paying back the money, I had to sit down for a while, and then I started doing other things after sitting down.

At this moment, Jian Xingyu couldn't bear it, and wanted to solve it for the other party, but the other party planned to leave? ?

When the door was about to close for a moment, Lan Heng opened the door a little, poked out half of his face, and said, "I will pay you back 100 yuan every day from now on."

Jian Xing: ...? ? ?

There were many moments when Jian Xing even thought that he had spent money on special services.

He pulled the bathrobe on calmly, covering his legs.Suddenly saw the 100 yuan banknotes on the coffee table, looked at it, and suddenly laughed out loud.

The first-class air ticket is more than 6 yuan. If Lan Heng pays back the money at the rate of 100 yuan per day, Lan Heng will have to pay it back for more than 600 days.

Jian Xing is not a fool, he can understand the tricks that Lan Heng uses in certain places, which is too obvious, or Lan Heng has no intention of hiding it at all.

After these small routines and careful tricks are revealed, it will make Jian Xing feel a strange sense of anticipation.And these things, in the eyes of Jian Xing in the past, were childish and ridiculous.

Some experiences are unique only in the presence of two people, and it is precisely because of the presence of the other that they can give special meaning to trivial things.

"After two full days of absence from the winter test, this team from Huaguo finally appeared on the Catalan circuit!"

The P room (maintenance station) of the Don team was finally not closed. The team rushed to assemble the car overnight and checked it repeatedly to confirm that there were no missing parts.

Even though many people are not optimistic about this rookie team from Huaguo, their enthusiasm cannot be reduced at all.

Don's motorcade is naturally the target of the media's attention, they came forward to interview one after another, and Jian Xing patiently responded to these interviews one by one.

Some media are willing to interview drivers, which means that drivers and teams will have more exposure, which is extremely beneficial to attract sponsorship.

The Don team is being interviewed here, and Lan Heng is also being interviewed.After a period of training and communication, Lan Heng talked a little more, but in the eyes of many people, it is better not to speak.

The media can only have awkward chats with Lan Heng.

A blond young man in mint green slipped into the paddock on a skateboard. He was in high spirits and joy, and jumped to the ground with ease on the skateboard.

With a little force on the toes, the skateboard jumped upwards, and the long arms stretched out to catch the skateboard.Immediately walked forward with head held high and smiling face.

Cameron whistled flirtatiously as he passed the Don team's P room (pit station): "Wow, coward, finally saw you in the paddock."

The reporters hurriedly pricked up their ears. Could it be that this rookie still has friendship with Cameron?

Jian Xing ignored Cameron, as if he didn't know him.

Cameron was not angry, but smiled: "Why don't you talk? Aren't we friends?"

Cameron walked through the crowd to the front of the camera, beside Jian Xing, and hugged Jian Xing's shoulder affectionately, but was ruthlessly avoided by the other party.

Jian Xing said indifferently: "pissoff (get out)."

Cameron laughed even more. Seeing Jian Xing walking to the other side, he met a pair of frost-like eyes as soon as he turned around.

After being stunned for a moment, after seeing the racing suit on the opponent, he immediately realized the identity of this unfamiliar face.

Cameron deliberately shouted at Jian Xing's back: "Hey, coward. You are still angry with me, aren't you? Then you are too narrow-minded, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't—"

Jian Xing half turned around and warned: "Shut up, and stay away from me."

This kind of delicate atmosphere is the most likely to make people imagine, Lan Heng frowned, and followed Jian Xing's pace to leave.

But there are many reporters here, and they obviously found more topical news.

"Cameron, are you friends with this rookie from China? Do you know each other?"

As if hearing an extremely funny joke, Cameron laughed exaggeratedly: "Of course not, how could I be friends with this kind of trash."

But his expression obviously didn't mean that.

It was as if an earth-shattering news was in front of them, and the reporters were very anxious, but there was nothing they could do.

"However," Cameron raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Can any of you secretly tell me which hotel he lives in?"

Reporters naturally have their own channels in order to dig out serious news.Just because Cameron couldn't find out, doesn't mean the reporters didn't know.

Before the reporters answered, a brand-new racing car gradually rolled out of the maintenance area on the other side.The lines of the body are smooth and smooth, highlighting the superior aerodynamic design.

At the moment when the racing car officially drove onto the track, the racing car was like a bird riding away from the dust, and it disappeared within a short while.

Cameron gave a "wow" and looked at the track thoughtfully.

"Cameron, what's wrong?"

Cameron shrugged: "The car is fine."

The racing car designed by the research and development department is really good. Jianxing can feel the difference between it and the Huaguo Championship racing car at the moment of driving.

The F1 racing car is like a precision instrument, but also like a ferocious beast.You must have enough driving skills and patience to be able to conquer it.

"On the third day of the winter test, the driver of the Don team, Jian Xing, was the first to drive out of the P room (pit station)."

"Oh my god, Don's car is really cool. It looks good. It seems that the team put a lot of thought into the development of the car. Look at the Don's engineers, they are laughing."

Many team engineers and management stand on the sidelines, observing the performance of other teams and looking for the shortcomings of their own team.

In the winter test, the team can know the gap between its own team and other teams in advance, and it is also an opportunity for the team to cooperate with the drivers to find and solve the problems of the car.

Jian Xing constantly followed the team's instructions and pushed the car to the limit.

The team needs to test the specific performance of parts of a certain part, and obtain different data in different corners. In order to cooperate with the team in obtaining better data, the only thing a driver can do is to go all out.

The lap times of the daily test will be counted, and the driver's highest lap time will be included in the ranking.

"Don's driver, Jian Xing, performed very well. He didn't feel uneasy because it was his first time driving an F1 car. On the contrary, he was very calm. Among the 15 drivers who participated in the test in the morning, Jian Xing's lap time ranked unexpectedly. Reached eighth! You know, this is the first time he has set foot on the Circuit de Catalunya with a team car!"

The first time means unfamiliarity. Other drivers are as familiar with this track as drinking water and eating. Every winter test, they will come to this track for testing work.

It was not only the first time for Jian Xing to drive this racing car, but also the first time to set foot on this track. He was able to show such composure and perform such excellent results.

Strong adaptability.

"Very well, it seems that you are very suitable for the adjustment of this car. I think it can be adjusted to be more sensitive," the team engineer suddenly paused, "...Cameron is behind you."