Chapter 39 039 Cheng Mo, Bibi?
"Now that you have no competitors, although you can still participate in the competition, you can't grasp the exact time."

Bei Zhi looked ahead at the track full of stars.

A strong expectation rose from the bottom of my heart.

Because of the previous ban on touching, she never thought that the rebound would be so serious, and it would make her have such a strong desire and impulse for these things that could not be touched before.

"it is good."

Bei Zhi responded to him, and naturally noticed Shen Luojin standing behind Wu Bai.

She remembered that yesterday Yu Hua said that "both mother and son" were not very familiar with Jiang Cheng, but Shen Luojin did not appear by Yu Hua's side all day today.

I thought it was Shen Luojin who fell ill last night, so I had breakfast with her this morning, and then went back to rest.

Unexpectedly, he came here to play racing.

She was stopped by a group of people from Sheli, and she hadn't had time to make preparations.

Now he had to let the contestants behind wait for her for a while.

"What good?"

Wu Bai was taken aback.

He turned around and walked in front of Shen Luojin, and asked, "How about I find someone to go up there and have a game?"

He doesn't care who wins or loses.

Just for fun.

However, there were very few race cars in Jiangcheng before, and I was afraid that no one would come.

This is the gimmick that the top three have bonuses.

Before Shen Luojin could speak, Cheng Mo walked up to the two of them and smiled embarrassingly: "Why don't I go?"

"I come."

Cheng Mo quickly grabbed Shen Luojin, his expression was serious, and his deep voice contained objection, "No, you fell ill again last night, so you can't play."

If the situation ten years ago happened again, then everyone would die.

The air in the entire arena became extremely oppressive, making it almost impossible to breathe.

The atmosphere was so quiet that when Bei Zhi came out after changing her clothes, she walked straight towards the three of them.

Cheng Mo grabbed Shen Luojin's arm, while Wu Bai stood in front of the two of them, both with serious expressions.

On the other hand, Shen Luojin looked calm and calm, as if nothing had happened.

Bei Zhi frowned, if Wu Bai didn't agree, the referee couldn't give the order.

"can we start?"

Bei Zhi's voice pierced the ears of the three of them, as if a spring was beating on a rock, although it was soft, it was not to be underestimated.

Cheng Mo grabbed Shen Luojin's arm, refusing to let go no matter what.

"Can't die."

Shen Luojin stretched out her hand and opened Cheng Mo's fingers one by one.

Cheng Mo's hands were strong, leaving a few cyan finger marks on Shen Luojin's arm.

The huge arena was very quiet for a while, and the sun had completely set in the west, and everything was silent.

Bei Zhi choked on her lower lip, and when she raised her eyes, she caught a glimpse of the strangeness and worry in Cheng Mo's eyes, and could clearly feel that the atmosphere between the two was not right.

"Cheng Mo, are you comparing with me?"

As soon as these words came out, Shen Luojin's expression paused.

Bei Zhi admitted that although she didn't have any feelings for Shen Luojin, she didn't want to become a widow before she got married.

She didn't want to know too much about Shen Luojin's condition.

Among the wealthy families, the more you know, the worse your fate will be.

What's more, Shen Luojin's light "I can't die" just now seemed to tear open his previous wound bloodily and hit him again.

Sensing Shen Luojin's movements, Cheng Mo immediately pushed him towards Wu Bai, turned around and ran into the locker room.

Shen Luojin stood firm and looked at Bei Zhi.

(End of this chapter)

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