Special favorite: Hei Shaojiao's wife who dares to touch

Mo Xiangwan unscrewed the bottle cap curiously, leaned over to smell it, and was immediately disgusted by the smell from the bottle, his whole face crumpled, and quickly put the cap on.
Mo Xiangwan covered his nose, pinched the medicine bottle up with his fingers with a look of disgust, and stared at Yu Hui for a while.

The medicine given by the perverted man is also perverted!

Mo Xiangwan came to a conclusion in his mind. He couldn't find a trash can to throw it away, so he found a handkerchief from his bag, wrapped the medicine bottle, and stuffed it in the side pocket.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Mo Xiangwan was afraid that he would go back too late and make Kurosawa Yao worried, so he took out his mobile phone to dial Kurosawa Yao's number, but the screen of the mobile phone went black a long time ago, and it might have turned off automatically due to lack of power. [

Mo Xiangwan looked at the phone speechlessly, stamped his feet and went crazy.

What are you doing!Why is there no electricity at such a time?

Mo Xiangwan sighed and sighed for a long time, but he had to resign himself to his fate and walked slowly, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he finally stopped a taxi.

The old house of the Hei family was far away from the urban area, and it happened to be rush hour, so the traffic jam was serious.As soon as Mo Xiangwan's taxi got out of the third ring road, it was completely dark. Mo Xiangwan was eager to return home. He knew in his heart that it would be better to let Ou Jingyu take him back first.

Just as he was thinking, there were several Harleys of different shapes speeding away outside the window, and the speed of the taxi under the intersection was like a snail crawling.

Mo Xiangwan thought of Du Ziheng, and sighed to himself, "Why are you driving so fast? Are you rushing to reincarnate?"

The driver in front heard it, and explained to Mo Xiangwan with a smile, "They are all brothers and sisters from Jincheng. I'm afraid there will be a car race tonight, so they are all rushing there!"

"Car racing?" Mo Xiangwan was very surprised.

"That's right! It was very popular in Jincheng ten years ago, and every year a car god would be appointed." The driver said mysteriously, "Do you know who the former car god was?"

Mo Xiangwan didn't reply, but the uncle driver couldn't help himself, and burst out first, "Yao Kurosawa, the president of the Hei Group."

"Ah?" When Mo Xiangwan heard the mention of Kurosawa Yao, he immediately became interested, "Really?"

The uncle driver saw Mo Xiangwan's suspicious face, and immediately showed the resentment that his idol was suspected by others, and he was eager to show off, "Don't say, Kurosawa Yau was the car god who had been in the car god for many years, Jincheng who played cars, who? Don’t know? It’s a pity! Later, he injured his legs in an accident and stopped playing! Without him, the game would naturally fail.”

The uncle driver was puzzled, "I don't know what happened this year. It seems that people have been out to practice in the middle of the night for the past few days. Could it be the recovery of the game?"

Mo Xiangwan subconsciously replaced the appearance of Du Ziheng holding the helmet and riding on the Harley just now with Kurosawa Yao, and burst out laughing.

Wow, if Kurosawa could take her for a ride on a Harley, she would hug Kurosawa like a nympho and shout how handsome you are!

However, for the sake of safety, it is good to think about such things in your mind!

Mo Xiangwan was reluctant to part with her husband, and came out of the arena again for a vain title of car god!

She was imagining how heroic and handsome Kurosawa Yau was back then, when she heard a "poof" in front of the car, the whole person suddenly slammed forward. Thanks to her grabbing the handrail in time, she was spared bruised.

"What's wrong?" Mo Xiangwan stabilized his body and asked worriedly. [

"I'll go down and have a look, please sit still first." The driver went down to check, and as soon as he opened the hood, he saw a puff of smoke rushing into the sky, so he had no choice but to knock on the window, "Miss, I'm sorry, the engine broken."