The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

Mu Changying's eyes swept across the crowd and landed on a white figure who was timid and ready to leave.

I cut through the crowd and wanted to rush out, but the scene was really crowded.

Just struggling to squeeze out the crowd, where is the figure of that woman still?

"Depend on……"

It just escaped.

She was sure that if the photo was leaked, there would be an uproar on the Internet.

Mu Changying held a sigh in her heart, and rubbed her forehead with her index finger.

"Ah-"

An eardrum-piercing brake sounded, and the blue supercar stopped at the finish.

Seeing that the people who were waiting for him were coming, a group of young masters who stood firm and did not fall under the charm of Li Nanxun stepped forward to congratulate him.

"Brother Ye, congratulations on your good result in second place."

"Friendship first, competition second. Second place is also very good, Ye Ge will make persistent efforts next time!"

"Brother Ye, your demeanor on the field is the same as before, and it hasn't changed at all."

...

All kinds of strange congratulations were heard by Mu Changying.

She put her arms around her chest and walked slowly to Chu Muye.

He took out his phone and looked at the time difference between the two of them, and his delicate red lips parted lightly, "It's not bad, congratulations."

This kid is about six minutes apart from her, and it seems that his talent in racing is very good.

Chu Muye pulled back his dazzling pink-orange hair, took out a towel to wipe his sweat, and glanced at the others coldly.

"Shut up, it's only the second place, what's there to congratulate?"

Six minutes doesn't sound like much, but in fact, the gap is too big, and the two are not at the same level and level at all.

"..."

Everyone wanted to persuade him again, but seeing his dark face finally put out this thought.

It is indeed a bit embarrassing for the undefeated king of the famous capital city to lose to a young yellow-haired girl.

"The second is not satisfactory, do you want to be tied for the first place with me?"

Mu Changying put down the hand that was wrapped around her chest, and looked directly at the person in front of her, her soft white face was serious.

"..."

Chu Muye was silent for a while, then raised his head suddenly.

There was seriousness in the girl's eyes, not strong ridicule and disdain.

"No, not tied for first place, I want to surpass you one day!"

His hands were hanging down naturally, and he didn't hold them because of emotion.

But looking at each other, the hot light in his eyes almost burned people's eyes.

Mu Changying curled her lips and smiled brilliantly, "It's hard to surpass me, you need to work hard."

Make her a target to surpass?

It must be said that this young man has great ambitions.

The girl smiled sweetly, dazzling and dazzling, Chu Muye was taken aback for a moment by her face.

He restrained his unnaturalness and took a deep breath, "Then...before I surpass you...can I invite you to join my team?"

No matter how long it took, he never gave up on the game.

The slightly dead heart in the past was rekindled the moment she met her.

He believed that if she participated, she would definitely lead everyone to the top.

Mu Changying's smile gradually disappeared, and she whispered, "The racing team..."

This makes her heart a little bit~

At Blue Star, she was the Mo God that everyone worshipped, a miracle in the racing world.

Returning to Earth, the former glory and followers will no longer exist...

But it's not over yet, you can start all over again.

She can choose to build a team here and return to the pinnacle of Mo Shen!

"Yiyi, we should go."

Suddenly, a magnetic voice interjected.

Li Nanxun paced to Mu Changying's side and lightly clasped her wrist with a big hand.

His eyes were slightly cold, and his eyes swept towards Chu Muye opposite.