Life With You

"Female?" George Sheng's expression was slightly meaningful, and then he joked: "You let a woman overtake the car, do you want to get mixed up in the future?"

Yuan Bao said: "It's too fast, I didn't see it clearly, it feels like a woman, very thin."

George Sheng said: "If you don't see it clearly, you can catch up and have a look. It's not that you can't catch up."

Hearing this, Yuan Bao shook his neck a little, and then stepped on the accelerator. The black car looked like a black cheetah, and instantly shook the car beside him behind him.

Qiao's car also participated in this competition. Yuan himself planned to follow the lively cars, but immediately gave up and didn't dare to chase him. What's the joke, Qiao's lively is something ordinary people can watch? Don't walk around by accident.

Looking around, in addition to a Harley, a Maserati, and a Bentley on the road at crazy speeds, there was a black Hyundai at the end. The modern car owner has already stepped on the accelerator, but he has more than enough energy. Can only watch the Harley car drift away.

Yuanbao has first-class car skills. In his early years, he used to bet on cars at home and abroad. When he drove the fastest, he was already side by side with the Maserati owner. He took the time to glance at each other. He was a strange face.

George Sheng didn’t care who was sitting on Maserati. He was rather interested in the woman riding a Harley RoadKing twenty meters away. This woman showed that she was a veteran, not only courageous, but also careful, and she immediately turned into a tunnel. Low beam lights, unlike those who are purely looking for excitement, not only don't care about other people's life and death, but even their own.

The tunnel is two-way traffic, and the lanes are narrowed, and the speed will inevitably slow down, but this is relative to a four-wheeled vehicle. For a motorcycle, it only needs a small location to be able to catch fish.

Song Xi rode Harley in the lead. Right now Yuan Bao had already pressed Maserati behind. The distance between them and Song Xi was only ten meters recently, and the license plate number was clearly visible.

Only need to give up a three-meter-wide position, Yuanbao can overtake and stop the Harley owner. However, the gods are not beautiful. There is always no chance of overtaking in the tunnel. They can only watch behind the motorcycle and eat exhaust.

The Maserati owner recognized the Qiao’s license plate number, and gradually slowed down, and soon disappeared from sight. In the end, only Harley and Bentley were left.

George Sheng sat in the back and said slowly: "If you can't catch up with a woman riding a Harley, you won't have to drive, and the speed of the bicycle will satisfy you."

Yuan Bao said: "There is nothing to show off after catching up."

George Sheng said: "Let's catch up before talking."

Yuan Bao hasn’t been driving fast in the night city for a long time, not to mention chasing a woman. As he said, he won’t have a face, and the key is to lose face. It’s hard to catch up with riding a tiger, and I don’t know where it came from. Girl, you don’t have long eyes when you ride a bicycle, even George Sheng’s car is dared to leave.

I have been thinking of waiting for her to stop when I get out of the tunnel, but I never expected that, just out of the tunnel, I saw the dark green Harley changing lanes from right to left, first not giving the opportunity to overtake behind, and then waiting for a fork in the road. Mouth, quickly turned to the fork.

The ingot chased after it, and the wheels made a clear rubbing sound against the ground.

Previously, there was no chance to overtake. Now it is pure technology. Song Xi saw the car chasing behind from the rear mirror. She really didn't pay attention to the license plate number. She was just in a bad mood. Since someone deliberately provoked, then Don't blame her on the face.

Song Xi is not familiar with the road here. She usually stays in the city center. She rarely goes out of the Fourth Ring Road. She just relies on a wild energy to drive wherever she goes.

George Sheng saw that the ingot was pursuing it seriously, but he couldn't tie it for a while, and he continued to say trivia, "Hey, why don't you change me?"

Yuan Bao said in a low voice, earnestly: "I really want to see how sacred she is. I can't help but recognize her riding so slippery."

George Sheng smiled, "Catch up with me and ask for her number for you."

During the day the company has meetings, meeting customers to discuss business, dinner and socializing in the evening, busy is all day, George Sheng is worrying about the boring life, and finally have fun, he also wants to see what the woman in the car looks like. Look at the stern face of Yuan Bao.

I don’t know if from a certain place, the motorcycle has turned around and drove from the suburbs into the city. The more you go into the city, the stricter the street management becomes. So Song Xi can only choose ‘the left road by the side door’ and walk the streets.

Her motorcycle is convenient, but the four-door Bentley has become more inconvenient. Yuan Bao also realized that Song Xi deliberately wanted to throw them off, so he pressed the horn several times in a hurry.

Song Xi tilted his body and the motorcycle seemed to be conscious, leaning out of a compliant arc, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a narrow road. Yuan Bao was anxious to chase it. George Sheng said, "Don't chase, all the alleys are going out. "

Yuan Bao had no choice but to slow down the car. On weekdays, he was calm and accustomed. Sometimes he was calmer than George Sheng, but today he slammed the steering wheel in a daze, making George Sheng amused and said, "Don’t you see the license plate number? Just find someone to check it."

Yuan Bao didn't say anything, thinking that he really let a girl win the movie, but wouldn't he be laughed out of it when he said it?

George Sheng's fox eyes narrowed, and he glanced at Yuan Bao and said, "Can you still drive? Can't drive me."

Yuan Bao made a sad face, swallowed all the suffocation back, turned the steering wheel slowly, and prepared to turn around and walk away from the road.

The car only drove a few tens of meters out, the ingot cell phone rang, he glanced at the number, and then connected.

A male voice came from the phone, saying: "Brother Bao, we have lost Miss Song."

Yuan Bao still had a blank face, and when he heard the words, he couldn't help but frowned, and asked: "Why did you lose it? She went out?"

The man said: "Ms. Song went out to see a friend. Who knew that the other party had prepared a Harley for her. Miss Song drove so fast that we couldn't catch up with Hyundai, and we lost sight of it..."

At the end, the man's tone was filled with grievances that could not be concealed.

Yuan Bao's eyes changed, and he almost couldn't believe it and asked, "Dark green Harley?"

The other party answered in the affirmative: "Yes."

"Okay, I see, who did Miss Song meet, have you seen it?"

"It's Miss Song's friend who is a policeman."

George Sheng was sitting in the back seat. He was planning to watch the excitement of Yuan Bao, but he heard Song Xi's name from Yuan Bao and determined the color of the motorcycle.

How could George Sheng be so smart that he could not think of it.

Sure enough, Yuan Bao hung up, looked in the rearview mirror for the first time, the corners of his lips curled up, and said: "Brother Sheng, there is no need to ask someone to find the license plate number. You know Song Xi's number."

George Sheng couldn't laugh this time. It was Yuan Bao's turn to look enthusiastic. He shook his head slightly, and said with a sigh, "Unexpectedly, it was her."

On George Sheng's handsome face, his expression was gloomy and unclear. Yuan Bao gave a'tsk', and said regretfully: "I knew I should have changed you just now, lest you say I let the water go."

George Sheng asked in a deep voice, "Where is she now?"