The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

After eating, Lu Zhichen wanted to take Xing Jiu'an to play elsewhere.

"Jiu'an, do you like racing very much?"

"Ok."

Xing Jiu'an likes that feeling very much, indulgent and wanton, there is no restriction on freedom!

It will give her a sense of stimulation on the cerebral cortex, relaxed and happy.

"Do you like motorcycles?"

"Never ride it." Xing Jiu'an shook his head, never knowing if he likes it or not.

"I'll take you there, okay?"

"Okay." Xing Jiu'an smiled slightly.

Lu Zhichen took Xing Jiu'an to a club. There used to be a racing track with many people. At this time, there was no one.

Lu Zhichen contacted him in advance, and he has reserved the venue today.

The staff left after sending the keys.

Lu Zhichen took Xing Jiu'an to his car.

"What a handsome car!" Xing Jiu'an sighed after turning around the motorcycle of Landing Zhichen.

The car is pitch black, but the edges are silver, and the body is clean and reflective.

"Want to try it?"

"But I haven't tried it."

"I'll bring you."

Xing Jiuan stared at his smile, and then smiled, "Okay."

Lu Zhichen took the protective equipment and carefully put on Xing Jiu'an, and then put on the helmet for himself.

Xing Jiuan sat behind Lu Zhichen with his hands around his waist.

"Jiu'an, hold tight." Lu Zhichen whispered.

Xing Jiuan hugged a little tighter.

Lu Zhichen was slender and thin, with a thin waist, but when Xing Jiuan held his waist and was very close to him, he could feel the power in his body.

He smelled very good, and he couldn't tell what the smell was. It was very refreshing. Xing Jiu'an would think he liked the very comfortable smell.

Lu Zhichen and Xing Jiu'an said in advance, the next second, the motorcycle sounded, and Lu Zhichen carefully felt the strength of Xing Jiu'an holding him, "Jiu'an, don't let me go."

"Good." Xing Jiuan responded to him.

Lu Zhichen smiled, and the motorcycle flew out like an off-string arrow.

He did not exert his full strength, and Xing Jiuan sitting behind him would be very dangerous.

But even so, the speed is very fast.

Xing Jiuan sat behind Lu Zhichen, feeling the speed of the wind, smelling the good smell of Lu Zhichen's body, it seemed that he could feel a sense of security from the person in front of him.

Security is a very incomprehensible feeling. Sometimes people close to you can't give yourself this feeling, and sometimes people you just met can give yourself this feeling.

Xing Jiuan always likes to do things on her own, but there will be many people escorting her, as long as she needs them, they will come.

She is no stranger to this feeling.

However, this is the first time I feel safe in this situation.

Lu Zhichen took Xing Jiuan two laps and then stopped. Xing Jiuan got off the back seat, and the two took off their helmets at the same time.

"how do you feel?"

It may be that racing sports will bring excitement and pleasure, and even some wonderful indulgences. At this time, Lu Zhichen does not seem to be the noble son who is cold and expensive and alienated from others, nor does he feel like Xing Jiu'an The gentle look in front of him.

He seemed to be a little more ostentatious, and he could see that he was wanton, his lips curled up slightly, a little bit evil, and a little bit invisible.

Xing Jiu'an seems to be able to see what Lu Zhichen looked like when he was a teenager.

It turns out that Lu Zhichen is not alive like a robot!