Chen Dong couldn't help but complain.

Why does this little girl have to do such a difficult driving method in the movie?

Isn’t this grinding purely torture?

At this time, Feng Qing'er had already felt something, and her face changed and her pretty face turned red.

"Uncle, you...you seem a little unhonest!"

Feng Qing'er blushed and said angrily.

"Don't be honest? Why not be honest?" He Qian is a completely romantic young man and didn't understand what Feng Qing'er meant at all.

But Pan Chunmei immediately understood everything and couldn't help but smile badly.

"Little girl, then you should be happy. The more stupid the other person is to you, the more you are, the more you are charming enough?"

"You are just a little girl like a flowery girl sitting in your arms. If any man can stop moving, then there is a real problem. Are you right?"

Pan Chunmei said a few words, leaving Feng Qing'er speechless.

Chen Dong also said a little embarrassedly: "That, girl, why don't you come down first? Don't you just want to win a game? At worst, I'll just help you..."

"I can't get down!" Feng Qing'er refused sternly, then took a deep breath, as if she had made some important decisions, and said, "Forget it, you can do whatever you want, I... I can still withstand it!"

Chen Dong: "????"

Little girl, do you hear what you are saying?

You can stand it, but I can’t stand it!

"Puff hahaha..."

Pan Chunmei in the passenger seat could no longer help but laughed out loud.

It was the first time she had seen Chen Dong that she was in such a dilemma when she saw Chen Dong, and she was teased by a girl who had not even grown all over her hair. She was so funny!

"Little girl, you can't just kill, bury it."

"You have already made our silly Dongzi aroused the fire. You have to be responsible for putting out the fire!"

Feng Qing'er is just a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old. She has never even had a relationship before. How could she stand the jokes of a big woman like Pan Chunmei? Her face was so shy that she blushed with shame.

To be honest, if it were normal, Feng Qing'er would have been unable to sit still for a long time.

Even this kind of physical contact would not happen to men.

But at present, in order to win the game, she had no other choice but to bite the bullet and continue to sit on Chen Dong.

At this time, as the road bumps, contact and collision continue.

Feng Qing'er has a very good figure, a slender waist, a huge childish face, and she is wearing only a JK-style pleated short skirt.

With such constant contact, it is definitely a huge test for Chen Dong.

The key is that I am afraid that no normal man in this world can withstand this test!

At this moment, Feng Qing'er completely treated Chen Dong as a human cushion, and her steering wheel and gear lever were firmly controlled by her.

The most speechless thing is here.

Feng Qing'er turned around again and changed gear lever quickly, and then stepped on the accelerator and braked.

He looks very serious, but in Chen Dong's opinion, it is simply inferior. Every action and every operation gives people a very amateur feeling.

This is in line with someone else's words, "A quick operation is as fierce as a tiger, look closely at the pestle on the spot!"

Chen Dong felt so depressed.

At the speed of this little girl, when will I be able to rush home?

Along the way, wouldn’t I have to endure this kind of torture that stands tall and straight?!

"Little girl, the car is not driven like this." Chen Dong reminded.

Feng Qing'er was immediately displeased and sneered: "You know, I drove a supercar before. How can I drive? Do you still need you to teach me?"

Chen Dong smiled bitterly, "What does this have to do with whether you drive a supercar? With your speed, let alone win the game, you can't even win the turtle!"

Feng Qing'er was so angry that she vomited blood, "You... dare you say I can't beat the turtle?! Who do you look down on?"

Chen Dong was helpless, "I don't have good driving skills, but I have a strong self-esteem?"

"Forget it, I'm still in a hurry to go home, but I don't have time to delay here with you."

"You don't know how to drive, I'll teach you..."

While speaking, Chen Dong stepped on Feng Qing'er's jade feet and slammed the accelerator.

Buzz —

Wuling Hongguang, who was originally driving smoothly, suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the bottom of the mountain.

This sudden acceleration caught Feng Qing'er off guard, and her body tilted hard and then leaned closer to Chen Dong's body.

She also felt more and more that Chen Dong was insincere.

But at the moment, Feng Qing'er didn't care about these things anymore.

Chen Dong instantly increased the speed of the car by 30%, which completely exceeded Feng Qing'er's control range.

"Ah! There is a curve in front of you, hurry up... brake quickly!"

Feng Qing'er exclaimed in fear.

Chen Dong ignored it. Not to mention brakes, it would be good if it didn't accelerate.

Wuling Hongguang came to the curve in a blink of an eye and was about to rush down the mountain.

He Qian in the back row covered her eyes in fear, and Feng Qing'er was so scared that her eyes were almost falling out.

At this moment, they felt that they were about to roll down the cliff in the next second, falling to pieces.

However, at this time, Chen Dong suddenly turned on the steering wheel and braked under his feet to cooperate.

Crunch-

Wuling Hongguang's tires rubbed against the ground, making a sound of sour teeth, and saw the entire Wuling Hongguang's body shifting through the corner in an extremely elegant way and easily drove through the corner!

"My God..." Feng Qing'er exclaimed, unable to believe it.

Feng Qing'er is simply a little suspicious of her life.

Can an ordinary passerby have such skillful driving skills?

Is it because my skills are too good, or is this passerby's level too high?!

"Big...Uncle, are you too fast?"

"Why don't we slow down?"

He Qian in the back row was so scared that her face was pale. She covered her face just now and didn't dare to see how she came here.

Chen Dong snorted lightly, "This speed is too fast? Then what other car do you still drive? Go home and take the shaking car?"

Feng Qing'er was immediately dissatisfied.

After all, she is known as the leader of the Huaicheng racing industry, but she was despised by a passerby. Where did she put her face?

"Hey, who do you look down on? Do you think you can drift so much? Whoever can't do it, I will do it!"

Chen Dong raised his eyebrows, "Is that so? Well, then I'll leave this curve to you!"

While talking, the next bend had arrived not far ahead.

Without saying a word, Chen Dong grabbed Feng Qing'er's hand and put it on.

"Come on, let's get the steering wheel for you, you can drive it!"

Feng Qing'er: "???"
Chapter completed!