Yun Wan sat in the sports car. Songhuiming stepped on the accelerator. The roaring sound sounded, startling the traffic jam around. They leaned out of the window and took photos with their mobile phones.
"Ah, this sports car is so cool. It's worth tens of millions..."
"How handsome! This is the real rich second generation."
"The woman he made as a co pilot is also very beautiful."
"Just now, the rich second generation of the sports car deliberately bumped into the woman's car... Tut Tut, I didn't expect the rich second generation to pick up girls. It's so old-fashioned."
"Whether it's old-fashioned or not, it's ok if it works. Didn't the beauty sit in his car?"
"Handsome and rich, which woman doesn't fall into the enemy."
"Ah, how envious!"
Songhuiming listened to the comments, and his eyes were full of pride.
He raised his eyebrows to look at Xiang yunwan, and reminded him: "little beauty, sit down... I may be afraid of my speed. Don't be afraid..."
Yun Wan bit his lip and nodded at him, "well, OK."
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a whoosh. The car was like an arrow leaving Xuan, speeding away.
About ten minutes later, the sports car stopped at a high-end coffee shop.
Songhuiming gets out of the car and the gentleman opens the door to Yun Wan.
Yun Wan said to him sweetly, "thank you..."
Songhuiming looked at her sweet smile, and her heart was like a cat scratching, itching!
The two people were close, and he could almost smell the fragrance of her.
He breathed so fast that he could not wait to drag her into his arms and play with her wantonly!
This little beauty is so provocative!
He's almost out of control!
Songhuiming endured the agitation from the bottom of her heart and took Yun Wan into the cafe.
He didn't choose the outside booth and opened a private room.
Yun Wan had no problem with the whole process. He arranged it.