Devil Exclusive: Little cute, super fierce

The man squinted at her and said, "if you put on this picture again, do you believe I'll do it now?"

Evening star's eyes are pure, really as clear as a gem.

It's a normal state, but her eyes are like natural affections.

Let alone now deliberately put on such a pathetic appearance.

Evening star

She sat up straight and make complaints about it.

Why doesn't this guy follow the script.

Rude human!

After driving for about an hour, I finally stopped under a forest park.

Evening star opened the door and went down, took a deep breath, turned to look at him, "don't you take me to climb the mountain? Isn't this the legendary sunset movement? "

Mo insisted but took her hand, "follow me."

Walking to the cabin not far away, someone came up and talked with Mo Zhiyan for a while, then the evening star understood.

It was a motorcycle ride!

It's the kind of motorcycle you often see, especially cool and professional!

The man who came out to meet him and Mo insisted was also the man who was wearing professional racing driver's clothes, about 40 years old.

He was followed by a young girl in a red racing suit, who was introduced as the daughter of the club owner.

"Mo Shao, Miss Ning, this is the dressing room." The boss gave two sets of brand-new racing clothes to Mo Zhiyan and Wanxing respectively, "change your clothes first."

Evening star holding clothes, very excited toward the women's dressing room.

"Better late star." Mo Zhiyan suddenly stops her.

"Ah?" Evening star steps a meal, turned to look over.

"Will you wear it?" Mo insisted on Nuo chin, motioned her racing suit in her hand, and laughed wildly, "do you want me to help you? Well

"Brother - House - en, go away!" Evening star waved his small fist at him, "wear your own!"

Mo insists that he likes to bully her and leads her to fight with him.

Smell speech mood is very joyful smile, dawdle into the men's dressing room.

Evening star's racing suit is pink. She has her hair tied up again. Her horsetail is high and looks full of youth.

Evening star put on a lip gloss and went out.

As soon as he went out, he found that Mo insisted that he had changed his clothes and was waiting for her outside.

His racing suit is black. This guy is just a walking hanger.

Also... It's a little too handsome.

Evening star peeked at his thin lips, subconsciously swallowed.

No, no, I can't show that I'm fascinated by him.

Mo insisted that he didn't know what he was talking about with his boss. He seemed to feel the evening star and turned around.

He hooked his fingers to the evening star, matching with the racing suit, with some ruffian action, "come here."

The late star walked forward obediently.

"Mo Shao, you can choose a motorcycle to try your hand first. There is an essential difference between riding a motorcycle and driving a car." An employee like little brother pointed to the row of extremely cool motorcycles.

That's great.

The eyes of the evening star shine, constantly flowing on these motorcycles.

Mo insisted that he chose a white and red motorcycle and sat on it. He tried it for a circle, and then supported the ground with one foot. "Good, just this one."

"All right." The boss's response is not smooth.