After coming out of a small town, of course, the mountains and rivers are still beautiful all the way.

I felt very peaceful, and seemed to be immersed in the simple smiles of the people.

No one sent our specialties to sell, and no one charged any parking tolls.

Everything is original beauty.

But it was already late, the sun sets in the west, and the clouds were stacked, and all kinds of colorful and magnificent.[

I was still sitting in my brother's RV, lying comfortably half lying.

After eating mint tea, I was in a daze and seemed to wake up but not sleep.

The car took half an hour to get on the highway.

The speed increased and the speed of the rear was rushing again as the two carriages opened the lane.

But I can't feel it in the car.

I can only judge from the fact that our convoy occasionally overwhelms other cars and quickly leaves them behind.

Speeding is a moral thing.

But I don't care if we dare to overtake cars.

Slowly closing my eyes, I thought, let these powerful men do it;

Tan Baoming drove a Bugatti Veyron, rushed past our car, and gestured us;

I think I can let these powerful men and women do it well, I don’t care.

As the sunset was about to set, we rushed to a big lake, and the cars stopped by the lake to see the scenery of the lake and the mountains.

This lake is very big, and although it is far from the Great Lakes, it still can’t see at a glance;

At the intersection of water and sky, the sunset blushed and hurried to hide in the boudoir.

There are some houses around and some fishing places.

There are also fruit trees and mountain mausoleums;

It looks like this lake has a bit of a reservoir.

However, no one stipulates that a mountain cannot grow by the lake, and no one stipulates that a landslide lake or other things cannot be like a reservoir.

Anyway, it’s beautiful here, and there are people who collect money with the door closed. This is the old rule; [

But if there is a bodyguard to handle the matter, I still don’t care.

On one side of the lake, there was suddenly a golden wave of wheat, attracting everyone's attention.

It's only early May, and the wheat shouldn't be ripe yet.

Why does a piece of wheat appear golden in advance? I guess I have to ask experts, but nowadays, most of them are barefoot.
Chapter completed!