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The man¡¯s eyes were dark, with the cruelty of a young man, but also the depth of a mature man.
Pan Haoran's throat was tight and he felt his blood running cold. He went through it carefully in his mind, but he didn't remember who this unfamiliar man was.
But facing the man¡¯s eyes, Pan Haoran felt uneasy for no reason.
Who is this person?
Because the voice was not loud, many people did not hear clearly what Xie Jingxing said at the end.
Everyone saw Pan Haoran's Adam's apple twitching slightly and sweating like rain. He tried his best to endure the pain of his broken hand, but did not dare to speak.
Gu Mingzhu¡¯s eyes fell on Xie Jingxing, she slightly curved her lips, and her eyes were filled with soreness.
The boy who once fought tooth and nail for her has grown up. He no longer only knows how to be fierce and cruel, but has become deep and mature.
But, in fact, it seems that he has never changed.
Gu Mingzhu smiled, feeling relieved and truly happy for him.
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Pan Haoran was helped to walk in the end. Before leaving, he gave Xie Jingxing and Gu Mingzhu a sinister look.
Gu Mingzhu didn¡¯t care about him. After all, there were never a few people who wanted to cause trouble for her.
¡°It doesn¡¯t matter whether they are men or women, one more is not too much, one less is not too much.
¡°Would you like to run two laps too?¡± Gu Mingzhu looked at Xie Jingxing and spoke warmly.
Xie Jingxing unbuttoned two buttons of his black shirt and raised his eyes to look at the track: "Are you following me?"
Gu Mingzhu shook her head and said rudely: "I won't go."
Hearing this, Xie Jingxing remained silent and stared directly at her with his dark pupils, his clean eyes a bit stubborn, but more tolerant than before.
Gu Mingzhu rolled her eyes at him, looked at him and said, "Aren't you weaned? You have to drag me!"
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It¡¯s good that she¡¯s still willing to take care of him.
Knowing that she was married to Yan Jingcheng, what he was most afraid of was that she would alienate him for bullshit reasons such as fear of delaying him and affecting him, and even deprive him of the qualification to stand by her side again.
It¡¯s not that he hasn¡¯t tried to let go, and it¡¯s not that he hasn¡¯t tried to forget.
But he doesn¡¯t want to forget, and he can¡¯t forget.
¡°I¡¯m going to go for a lap and show you what real technology is.¡± Xie Jingxing extinguished the cigarette between his fingers and said softly.
Gu Mingzhu stood beside the track, sneered, and once again said, "Be careful of overturning."
Xie Jingxing reached out and rubbed Gu Mingzhu¡¯s head, turned around and said, ¡°Wait.¡±
Gu Mingzhu frowned and ran away, feeling that his annoying attitude had not changed at all.
Not long after, everyone saw the Bugatti Divo also on the track, which immediately aroused a heated discussion again.
Gu Mingzhu wrapped her clothes a little tighter, thinking that just one lap would be enough.
Crazy and exciting things are always addictive. The fun of racing lies in the unknowns and uncertainties in the process of constantly breaking through the limits. The tension and excitement brought by being at the limit and on the edge of life and death always make people excited. People are extremely sober and addicted.
Gu Mingzhu lowered her head slightly and lit a cigarette, not intending to indulge in this pleasure.
No, in other words, she was addicted to it before.
During that time, she felt like she was risking her life every day. Even though she never said it, she vaguely felt that there was an uncontrollable emotion in her consciousness, and she even looked forward to sinking and destruction, looking forward to relief
She thought that she was probably ill at that time, and her driving skills were also developed by fighting for her life.
So when she realized it, she no longer allowed herself to be swallowed up by such negative emotions, nor allowed herself to be immersed in such pleasure. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com