Love Me Now?

Jigyain Boul irritably pulled off his tie and held out his hand.

Benjamin stands up shivering. "What are you doing?"

Jigyain Boul rolled his eyes gracefully. "Aren't you going to the Starlite race tomorrow?I'll go.Buggy.Pass the time."

Benjamin: "..."

He said, hesitantly, pulled out the ticket and handed it to him: "Are you okay? You stopped racing cars when you became an adult." "You're full and you're full."

Jigyain Boul took the coupon away, made a perfunctory remark, and turned away.

Benjamin touched his chin and felt a deep emotion in his heart. Jigyain Boul, an iceberg, has been in a straight line all day long, never having a sharp fluctuation, and today...Very fidgety. "Wait!"

Benjamin sprints to his feet. Damn it, it looks like he signed up for a mix of girls!!

...

Lucy Gue studied the late night drawings, and when it was time to get started, she realized that the computer's system performance was too low, there were no digital boards, and the network reception was poor. She had no card in hand and could not transfer the deposit.

Eg. On second thought, she had to get some money first.

Lucy Gue dutifully logged on to various websites, scrolled through them, and finally picked the race with the most money and filled out the entry form. The next day.

After making sure Shen Ruyi was OK, she found an excuse to go out.

Lucy Gue filled out the registration form at the registration desk and pulled on her mask, revealing only a pair of cold, dry eyes.

The clerk at the registration desk could not help but remind her, "We play real kung fu here. If anything happens on the track, it is our responsibility." "Yes," he said.

Lucy Gue gets her magnetic card and starts walking.

"Hey, wait!"Someone stopped her and snapped a picture of the entry form: "There's no place for a single match. You're signing up for a mix and match. You need a guy to partner with you."

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Lucy Gue stops and turns her head. "What did you say?"

The man points to the "mash-up" on the entry form and gives her an innocent smile.

Lucy Gue: "..."

It's killing me.

Not terribly hard though.

Lucy Gue makes her way to the field.

The race cars are provided by the club, and the racers are already picking out cars on the track.

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Lucy Gue scanned the crowd with her hands in her pockets, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and headed straight for the corner. She put a hand on his shoulder and said, "Gang up, buddy. I'll take you lying down to win."

Jigyain Boul turned his head coldly and stared.

Lucy Gue's smile froze on her lips. "..."

Is the world a circle? How did it happen again?

Jigyain Boul, who just found out about the mix-up, was about to leave when he was stopped.

Eyes locked.

The atmosphere is too awkward.

Lucy Gue released her grip and was struggling to find something to say when Jigyain Boul spoke, frowning;"What are you doing here?"

"... Well, I heard you were here.'

"You can race cars?"Jigyain Boul looked at her more strangely than ever. Lucy Gue was once the Gue familyNoble daughter. Where would you get to play such an extreme sport? "Yes," said Lucy, "for you."

Jigyain Boul's frown deepens.

Over there, the game is about to start. The referee has urged him twice.

If you don't sit in your car when the game starts, it's an automatic waiver.

Lucy Gue is really upset.

She asks, "Do you want to play?"

Jigyain Boul frowned.

Without waiting for an answer, Lucy Gue took the special handcuffs and, with one click, cuffed them to each other's wrists, dropping the keys in case Jigyain Boul reneged.

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"With you, Junior Mr Boul, I'm more than a nymphomaniacal."

Jigyain Boul was about to say no, but there was a split second of hesitation when Lucy Gue was so adamant.

Then he was pulled into the passenger seat.

"I'll drive."

He didn't believe Lucy Gue could drive at all.

But Lucy Gue deftly put the gear in gear, adjusted the mirrors, adjusted the speed, and fired the gas.

Beautiful movement, smooth flow.

Jigyain Boul is even more confused. Is she really good?

'To chase you.'

Lucy Gue threw out four words and, at the umpire's command, slammed her foot on the gas.

The car sped out.

The throttle rumbled.

Her hair is blown untidy, and her dark eyes are exceptionally focused.

Jigyain Boul looked at her without a word, passing car after car at such a tricky Angle that no one would know what to do. She was quick, sometimes a fraction of a second before the two cars collided, but she was nimble enough to steer clear. All the way through, skill and speed among the top players are impeccable.

Jigyain Boul's doubts grew even bigger.

Clunk!

Suddenly, a car hits.

The car was hit, sideways, grazing the railing, because of the speed, bares up a piece of sparks.

Lucy Gue frowns, picks up speed instead of slowing down, and at the same moment, the steering wheel turns steadily forward again.

"Useless snack, but always play dirty!"

'she said sarcastically, catching up again.

As it turned out, the car in front seemed to be playing dirty to the end.

No matter which way she drove, the car cut in front of her.

Get down several times.

Lucy Gue gets impatient and says, "Hold on tight!"

"I'll do it."

Jigyain Boul suddenly began.

Lucy Gue didn't believe that he, a rich man, would be willing to work so hard.

When Jigyain Boul saw that she wouldn't let go, he grabbed the steering wheel with his right hand, pulled her into his arms with his left, wrapped his arms around her head and pressed it against his. He was just about to press the gas, but Lucy was one step ahead of him.

Jigyain Boul's eyes flickered. It had been a long time since he had met anyone who could keep up with him.

'To the left!

Lucy Gue ordered, and Jigyain Boul beat her to it.

The tires screeched, and the next moment the car was up, almost on the ground, pushing through the irony of the car following the railings.

Tacit understanding!

Lucy Gue would have said something nice if it hadn't been for the timing.

The car fell back to the ground.

Without changing his face, Jigyain Boul turned the corner and crossed the finish line.

A loud round of applause erupted from the stands.

Inside the car, it was quiet.

"Win."

The voice of the man on top is deep and sexy.

Lucy Gue looked up and ran into his deep eyes, like that night, with a thousand thoughts hidden inside those sunken pupils, dangerous and deadly.

Through a thin layer of material, the temperature of his body touched, the temperature was frighteningly high, and a faint fragrance came over the nostrils.

Her heart inexplicably quickened twice.

'Impressive,' she said.

With a perfunctorical answer, before an increasingly inexplicable reaction, she quickly got up from his arms, removed a hairpin from her head, uncuffed the handcuffs with two or three strokes, and opened the car door. Jigyain Boul suddenly presses the lock control.

Lucy Gue looks back puzzled. "What are you doing?"