Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

Sitting in the bright red formula car half an inch away from the white line at the starting point, Chi Xiaochi raised his hand to adjust the angle of the mask and helmet.

The energy of the original master in his body made him ready for everything. He stepped on the gas pedal with his toes, and stepped on the elastic pedal slightly. Before starting, the buzzing sound of the engine that was ready to go, stimulated Human eardrum.

Anyone will be shocked by this industrial roar.Some people will have fear from the bottom of their hearts, while others will have an infinite desire to conquer.

A Formula [-] championship final is about to begin.

After qualifying, Chi Xiaochi won the first pole position.

To be precise, the pool master came to replace him.

The task is not difficult, the key is that unfortunately the system and the host that got this task suffer from severe mental motion sickness.

So the owner of the pool, who had nothing to do, ran out to replace the employees.

After taking over the main system, Chi Xiaochi realized that it was not an exaggeration to call him a model worker when he was performing a task.

There are very few world lines with A-level difficulty, and S-level ones are even rarer. It's really hard to spend so much effort on the brain, like panning for gold in dung, changing tricks to find fault with him.

The difficulty of most world lines is B-level, just like this world.

A passionate and promising 19-year-old race car athlete, he came to know the mechanic boyfriend like the palm of his hand, cuddling each other, and cooperating seamlessly. The white moonlight of the team.

Bai Yueguang and the original owner are tit-for-tat competitors. Since the original owner came to the team, he has emerged as a new star. Compared with him, the team members are inevitably overshadowed.

Bai Yueguang is used to being a Bai Yueguang who is full of stars, how can she allow others to share her share of the pie?

Therefore, Bai Yueguang acted like a baby to the mechanic.

In order to satisfy his "love" for racing cars, the mechanic used second-level bolts on the little lover's racing car.

The mechanic thought that the worst would be to break down halfway, but his little lover was too strong. In the competition, he just relied on his strength to throw his Bai Yueguang away from the third and fourth places, and he rode ahead and rushed ahead.

The little lover only knew that Bai Yueguang was a little ambiguous towards her mechanic, but didn't know that they were actually consensual, so she became ruthless, and refused to let Bai Yueguang win no matter what.

As a result of the hard work, at the end, the overwhelmed bolt burst and exploded the auxiliary fuel tank.

When he was dragged out of the car covered in flames, he knew that his career had come to an end.

He thought nothing worse would happen, until he heard the quarrel between the mechanic and Bai Yueguang in the hospital.

The two are shirking responsibility from each other.

From their mouths, the mechanic seems to be deeply in love, and Bai Yueguang seems to be completely innocent.

Only he deserved it.

A good child, full of hatred, struggled to death from infection complications.

It's not a difficult task at all, and the previous host is also considered smart, and has already drawn up a set of coping plans in consultation with his own system.

——Bai Yueguang would never be able to touch the trophy, and when the mechanic was renovating the car yesterday, he was about to replace the bolts, but was injured on the spot by a defective jack, and his hands and sternum were all fractured, and he was worried about his own health in the hospital The future is in constant anxiety, so there is no chance to take care of Bai Yueguang's matter.

Everything is ready, what Chi Xiaochi has to do is to drive instead.

When he didn't cherish himself before, he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, and he liked to find a remote open place to drive fast, feeling like he was driving a wild horse that had run loose.

But when the green light turned on and he was driven by the energy of the original owner in his body to step on the accelerator, Chi Xiaochi realized that the formula car is not the same species as the ordinary car.

Not a wild horse, but a hot-haired, low-snarling beast.

Every horizontal drift in the corner is like throwing out the human soul by the roots. The body is out of control, and only with the help of the strong grip of the tires can it return to the world.

The terrifying feeling of pushing back made one's scalp tingle and tingle.

People can only display technology rationally and calmly in such a barbaric limit state, when the blood in the body is burned by the smell of engine oil.

He lay lightly on the bed for a long time, and it had been a long time since he had enjoyed such a feeling of exhilaration down to the bone, it was so exciting that Chi Xiaochi wanted to cry out happily.

Bai Yueguang also gritted his teeth, but he tried his best, and his best result was following Chi Xiaochi's ass for about a kilometer. After eating exhaust gas for a while, he was overtaken by the chasing racing car behind him.

I also want to know how upset he is now.

However, as long as the original owner is there, he will never win.

The original owner was younger than him, more aggressive than him, and had a talent that he would never have in his entire life.

And Bai Yueguang didn't know at all what future mechanics would think of this Bai Yueguang who ruined his career.

After all, if it weren't for Bai Yueguang's hard work, as the chief mechanic who had already checked the condition of the vehicle several times, he wouldn't have made a fuss and got under the car at that time.

Will the mechanic find a way to return Bai Yueguang a defective bolt in the pain of being hit?

Who knows.

For Chi Xiaochi, all he knew was that the game was over and the original owner won.

Amidst the shouts and cheers all over the sky, Chi Xiaochi got out of the car covered in sweat. In the desert wind mixed with the smell of engine oil, he raised his arms at the camera, clenched his fists and roared, full of youthful vigor.

After the celebration banquet in the evening, Chi Xiaochi put the former owner's drunken body into the hotel, and he got into the bright red racing car, kicked the accelerator, and drove into the vast and long track.

The desert at night lost the hustle and bustle of the daytime like a fire cooking oil. The ribbons fluttered in the wind and were rustled by the sand on the other side.

There is no original owner in the body, but Chi Xiaochi can still indulge in the thrill of galloping.

The sharply spinning tires ran over the wind-blown gravel.Amidst the rustling noises, the vehicle was flying fast, as if it would drive up to the clouds at any moment.

At the end of the track, in the middle of the desert, the tires spun sharply on the ground, cutting a long white mark.

Chi Xiaochi yelled happily, slammed down the steering wheel, fell on the back of the driver's seat, untied his helmet strap, and laughed heartily.

At this time, Lou Ying's unstable but still gentle voice came from the earphone: "Are you happy?"

Chi Xiaochi nodded, and touched the leather cover of the steering wheel: "How are you?"

The reason why he dared to act so presumptuously was because Lou Ying was always there.

...Lou Ying's body is this colorful sports car.

"The engine is overheating." There was a strange panting sound in Lou Ying's voice, "The friction is too much."

Chi Xiaochi felt a little distressed: "Why didn't you say it earlier. Let me pour you some cold water?"

He was about to get out of the car, but the flexible seat belt automatically protruded from the buckle on one side, making a rattling sound, and bound Chi Xiaochi's raised hand almost gently, tightening it round and round, oppressive and not at all It's not strong, but it makes the skin and heart tighten at the wounded place.

In the earphones, Lou Ying's voice was played very softly, as if a feather was lightly scratching Chi Xiaochi's earlobe: "Mr. Lord please don't move, let me do it, okay?"

The seat belt entangled and separated Chi Xiaochi's hands and feet, and carefully took off his clothes.

The car's music system was turned on, playing soothing, somewhat ambiguous music.

The seat was laid flat, the glass turned black, and the sunroof opened slowly, revealing the sky full of stars in the desert.

In a small side, there is a large piece of tiny planetesimals hidden, as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River.

The constant temperature system was turned on, and warm air was sent out, which greatly slowed down the chill in the desert night.

Chi Xiaochi lay on the flat seat, unconsciously clenched his fingers, his heart was still beating violently, and the sweat on his back made his skin itchy and burned.

He swallowed nervously.

This is not the first time, but he is still nervous and looking forward to it.

Lou Ying is good at machinery and also good at literature. In various aspects, his imagination is boundless, and he can give Chi Xiaochi unexpected surprises every time.

This time is no exception.

Lou Ying's shadow was just a faint shadow at first, but he appeared on the windshield, and gradually emerged a clear figure, like an elf walking out of the water mirror in Greek, elegant, courteous, but unrestrained , Bold, not hesitating to show every trace of his clean and neat muscle lines.

During the day, he merged with him and galloped; at night, he stepped out of the mirror and invited him to go to the sky with himself.

Usually, Lou Ying is never anxious about this matter, and she doesn't even use external assistance much.

He likes to let Chi Xiaochi's body gradually reach the most beautiful state with tenderness.

But today Lou Ying is a little anxious, and his actions are extraordinarily unrestrained and bold.

...maybe it's the frictional overheating of the engine.

Despite this, Lou Ying still leaned towards his imprisoned right hand as usual, and tenderly kissed Chi Xiaochi's fingertips, knuckles, finger pulp and palm.

Chi Xiaochi only felt that every time he kissed his heart, it was crisp, itchy, and extremely warm.

He opened himself up to welcome Lou Ying.

Except for Lou Ying, no one could give such a sense of security to the always vigilant Chi Xiaochi.

His left hand, which was hijacked extremely high by the seat belt, clenched into a fist, and then released it. The palm of his hand was seductively pink, and there were low hoarse sobs and rushing sounds in his throat.

Lou Ying's hands are free, so she can hold Chi Xiaochi's face, and kiss and kiss with restraint.

In the wilderness, only this small movable room was left, trembling with a different frequency than before.

Fortunately, all racing-level vehicles can withstand such bumps.

After a hearty and silent gallop, a left hand seemed to be unable to bear it, and slapped it on the window glass full of fine water vapor, and then weakly and slowly slid down the window glass, disappearing at the other end. Only a light trace of sweat was left.