Love Apartment: South Wind Passage.

Chapter 230 Xiaoxian’s third driver
On the viaduct, Zeng Xiaoxian buried his head deeply into Guan Gu's back. At the same time, he retracted his head into his collar and used his coat to cover the side of his face.

For no other reason than it's just too embarrassing for two people to sit in a wheelchair together.

Especially Guangu was still singing the song "Running" over and over again along the way.

"The speed is seventy miles, and the mood is free..."

"Guan Gu, you have sung this song n times, and you can only sing the first few lines." Zeng Xiaoxiansheng followed the rhythm of the song helplessly and bumped his head against Guan Gu's back.

They had just said goodbye to a few people, and were now driving down the elevated road.

As a result, Guangu was as excited as if he had been given a shot of blood throughout the whole process, and his singing voice was almost faster than the speed of his wheelchair.

Fortunately, Zeng Xiaoxian had the foresight to cover his face in advance.

Otherwise, he might be able to get popular without going to Ruyu for a date.

But if he became famous because of this incident, then he might as well just jump off the elevated building.

Hearing this, Guangu apologized quickly: "I'm sorry, Teacher Zeng, my Chinese is not very good yet, and I don't know many Chinese songs.

No, this is not racing at all, this is just driving a wheelchair!

If you want to blame me, just blame it on you for not cooperating when I pinched your thigh just now.

"Yes, but I got my driver's license in Japan and I can't drive in China."

If there are any small bumps on the road, there will be an electric touch that spreads directly from the thighs to the whole body.

Although his orientation is so normal, Teacher Zeng actually suspects him of being a pervert.

"Yeah, I guess you are the only one in the world who can do these two things at the same time."

Sekiya replied with a slight embarrassment: "The main reason is that my Chinese is not very good, I am not sure I can pass the theory test, and I can't get a Chinese driver's license for the time being."

When his whole body weight was pressed on Xiaoxian's thighs, it was really heavy.

Guangu is definitely not fat, but he is still a big man about 1.8 meters tall.

All the leaders in the live broadcast station will come to watch this time. It is no joke if he is late.

Zeng Xiaoxian was stunned: "What does it mean that both of them are free?"

This not only insults my own personality, but also insults my own aesthetics.

"I mean, are you as excited to drive as you are to drive a wheelchair?"

He took the time to look down at his watch: "And it's been less than five minutes since we set off, so there will definitely be enough time."

I don't understand why Sekiya, who usually seems to be the most normal person in the apartment, gets so excited when he encounters a racing scene.

Thinking of this, Zeng Xiaoxian poked Guan Gu on the back: "Guan Gu, do you have a driver's license?"

The two continued to drive on the viaduct in their wheelchairs.

Zeng Xiaoxian only felt that his thighs were sore and numb, as if there were countless fleas dancing irregular ballet on his legs.

Zeng Xiaoxiansheng continued to bang his head on Guan Gu's back helplessly: "But why do I feel as painful as half an hour has passed, and my legs are really numb."

In addition, he buried his head in his collar. In a dark environment, people are very confused about the passage of time, which made Zeng Xiaoxian feel like his days were like years.

This is simply unreasonable!

After a while, Zeng Xiaoxian asked anxiously: "Are we almost there?"

"If we hold on a little longer, we will be free in five or six minutes at most."

Sekiya looked at the stationary traffic with no end in sight and replied: "Teacher Zeng, we are still on the viaduct."

Zeng Xiaoxian asked worriedly: "We shouldn't be late."

Guangu also knew that Teacher Zeng wanted to fly directly to the TV station. He comforted him softly: "Don't worry, we won't be late."

Zeng Xiaoxian finally broke down and shouted: "I don't want you to change the song, I want you to stop singing."

Guangu replied matter-of-factly: "Absolutely not, because a car doesn't have as strong of a push as a wheelchair, and don't you think driving a wheelchair up Sheshan Mountain and down the elevated highway are two very cool things?"

Zeng Xiaoxian finally felt relieved: "Thank God, this is really good news."

"If you don't like this song, I can change it to another one."

Zeng Xiaoxian smiled stiffly.

Guangu couldn't do anything about Zeng Xiaoxian's numb legs. He couldn't let himself stop his wheelchair and adjust his sitting position with Teacher Zeng now.

According to Zhanbo, they don't have much safety redundancy time left now.

"Nani?" Guan Gu's expression changed, "Teacher Zeng, what do you mean?"

"Why are you still on the viaduct for so long?"

"Less than five minutes?"

If Guangu was really asked to race a car, wouldn't he go crazy?

This kind of soreness and numbness, which is not so perverted to say it is comfortable, and does not seem to be considered painful, makes Xiaoxian extremely tormented.

"Do you think it's comfortable for me to sit on a man's lap?" Guangu twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Teacher Zeng, I know you are in a hurry, but don't be anxious yet.

There were so many men in the apartment, even if he was really a pervert, he wouldn't go to Teacher Zeng.

Even if Nan Feng and Zhan Bo are not taken into account, even Zi Qiao and Xiao Hei are much better than Teacher Zeng.

bah bah bah!
Guangu came to his senses and found out why he had started to choose it inexplicably.

Just when Sekiya was focusing on driving the wheelchair, a voice suddenly made his scalp tingle.

“Hey, those two wheelchair drivers in front.

"Stop now, this is dangerous!"

The call from behind made Zeng Xiaoxian panic, and he subconsciously looked around.

But his head was still huddled in his clothes like a turtle at the moment, so naturally he didn't see anything.

"Who is calling us? Is it the traffic police?"

Guangu also looked back in panic: "I didn't see anything, but I'm not sure if the traffic policeman was blocked by a car."

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and move forward at full speed!" Zeng Xiaoxian subconsciously urged.

"Okay!" Before Guan Gu finished speaking, Zeng Xiaoxian felt a strong pushing sensation on his back and a sense of weightlessness coming toward him.

Zeng Xiaoxian leaned back and leaned directly on the backrest of the wheelchair.

Before Zeng Xiaoxian could breathe a sigh of relief, a question occurred to him in this flash of lightning.

If I can lean back, then Guangu...

The next moment, Guan Gu also leaned back, and his whole body was pressed upright on Zeng Xiaoxian.

"Sekiya! Sekiya!"

Zeng Xiaoxian felt that his whole body was about to be crushed to death by Guan Gu. He struggled and shouted: "How fast are you driving?"

"Didn't you tell me to go full speed ahead?"

Flying star wheelchair? Full speed ahead?
The starting speed of this thing is more than 70 miles, okay!

Zeng Xiaoxian was about to collapse. He suddenly felt that the traffic police were not that scary: "What I just said were adjectives. Do you understand adjectives?"

Guangu, who was not good at speaking Chinese, could still laugh out loud at this time: "I understand, but only a little bit."

Zeng Xiaoxian took out his pressed hand and patted Guan Gu: "Then why don't you slow down quickly!"

"Okay...but Teacher Zeng, you have to be prepared."

"What are you ready for?"

Zeng Xiaoxian screamed: "Is there really a traffic policeman catching up with me?"

"No."

Guangu looked at the seemingly endless slope in front of him and swallowed: "We are going down a big slope now!!!"

The next moment, the already fast flying star accelerated again.

"Slow down! Slow down!" Zeng Xiaoxian shouted with all his strength.

“I’m already slowing down!

"But we can't slow down too fast when going downhill, otherwise our wheelchair will fall forward!"

"My God!"

Zeng Xiaoxian cried bitterly and prayed to God.

"For God's sake, let this terrible day end quickly!"

"It's too late to pray. Just trust my driving skills."

Sekiya yelled: "Get ready, I'm going to drift around the corner!"

"No!!!"

Seeing the two weirdos in wheelchairs speeding down the slope in front of them, the kind female driver who had kindly reminded them just now muttered helplessly.

"I told you to stop immediately. The steep slope ahead is very dangerous."

……

A few minutes later, the red-faced Guan Gu and the pale-faced Zeng Xiaoxian safely arrived at the intersection where they could take a taxi.

"Teacher Zeng, my driving skills are pretty good, right?"

Guan Gu stood aside and patted Zeng Xiaoxian on the shoulder proudly: "We arrived a few minutes earlier than expected."

"Yes."

Zeng Xiaoxian sat in a wheelchair and said with a look of fear on his face: "No matter how great Zhan Bo is, you dare to go downhill at full speed. You are so awesome.

"Sekiya, you said you have this ability, why should you be a cartoonist? How about just flying a plane!"

"Hehehe... I still like comics a little more."

Guangu scratched his head in embarrassment. Based on his Chinese proficiency, he probably felt that Teacher Zeng was praising him.

He looked at Zeng Xiaoxian, who was sitting in the wheelchair and hadn't gotten up for a long time, and asked with confusion: "Teacher Zeng, why don't you get up?"

Zeng Xiaoxian laughed: "Let me sit down for a while."

[In the inner world, Zeng Xiaoxian is sitting in a wheelchair. 】

[He desperately tried to stand up by holding on to the handrail next to the wall, but every time he tried, he ended up sitting down with trembling legs. 】

[Zeng Xiaoxian cried with a pale face. 】

[Nonsense, my legs are numb and soft now. It’s strange that I can get up! 】

[Guan Gu is magical, I really want to thank you! 】

"Speaking of which, we've been waving here for a long time, but we didn't see a single taxi."

Zeng Xiaoxian looked nervously at the endless flow of vehicles. He was looking forward and looking forward to it, but he didn't expect a car to stop in front of him.

He looked down at his phone: "Damn it, even the taxi app can't call a taxi."

Zeng Xiaoxian scratched his head and ears, looking like an ant on a hot pot.

"Help, my luck can't be so bad, I just happen to meet that 12.138% chance of having no car to drive!"

"Teacher Zeng, waiting any longer is not an option. How about we take a detour to the subway station."

Compared with Zeng Xiaoxian's endless entanglement, Guan Gu prefers to do it first and then talk about it.

They don't know how long they will have to wait now, so they might as well take a detour to the subway station. As long as they don't encounter a series of red lights on the way, they should be able to make it in time.

"Okay, let's go."

Zeng Xiaoxian can now be said to be without a master, and can only choose to follow Guan Gu's advice.

Just as the two were about to take a detour to the subway station, a white convertible car drove slowly towards them on the road.

"Guan Gu? Teacher Zeng? Is it really you?"

The hood of the convertible slowly lowered, and a very familiar face appeared in the driver's seat.

Guan Gu and Zeng Xiaoxian looked at each other in disbelief, and then shouted in unison.

"Zhang Wei?!!"

(End of this chapter)