Chapter 130

A red super car occupied Qiao Jiusheng's eye.

She stares at the super run in front of her, and her eyes are amazing.

"This, this is lykan hypersport?"

Qiao Jiusheng turns his head in amazement and looks at Fang Yusheng.

Fang Yusheng walks to Qiao Jiusheng with a walking stick. He takes out a car key from his trouser pocket, which looks like a fighter, and hands it to Qiao Jiusheng.

After catching the key, Qiao Jiusheng looked up in disbelief. She looked up at Fang Yusheng and asked him, "send it to me?" Qiao Jiusheng thinks that she is whimsical.

"Well."

She saw Fang Yusheng nodding.

The key of the car was cold, but Qiao Jiusheng thought it was hot.

Hot to the heart.

He's Fang Yusheng, who has to be an economy class even when he's flying. He's Fang Yusheng, who's stingy and wants to borrow 100000 yuan from him. He's Fang Yusheng, who has been reluctant to change a new car for more than ten years and always drives a dilapidated Volkswagen! Because that time in front of Qiao Jiuyin, he once mentioned that he wanted this car, and he really gave it to her!

Qiao Jiusheng pursed his lips, and his heart beat faster.

Fang Yusheng suddenly asked Qiao Jiusheng, "are you moved?"

This time, Qiao Jiusheng chooses to face his heart.

"Well." Iron cock voluntarily plucked hair, it must be bleeding, Qiao Jiusheng mercilessly moved“ How much did it cost? "

"Ask Arnold, no money." Fang Yusheng said.

Qiao Jiusheng

I'm not moved in a moment.

Fang Yusheng didn't tell her that he bought the car with his own design.

You know, one of his designs is hard to find.

When I left the car shop, Qiao Jiusheng was still driving.

Tomorrow, when it's too cold, Qiao Jiusheng puts down all the cabins. She drives slowly on purpose. Starting from the landmark building in the center of Binjiang City, the bronze locksmith, she walks around Binjiang University, the Municipal People's Hospital, the municipal TV station, the municipal pedestrian street, and Fang Mu's and Qiao Jiuyin's villas.

People on the way saw this turtle like sports car. No matter who they knew or not, they took out their mobile phones and took pictures of it. Qiao Jiusheng, wearing sunglasses, kept waving to the melon eaters on both sides. In that way, I almost said while driving: good comrades, comrades have worked hard.

If she said that, Fang Yusheng would have to compliment him: Hello, chairman Qiao, we don't work hard.

When the car passed the gate of Fangmu villa, it was very slow.

When Fang Mu came back from working overtime and drove home, he saw the tortoise crawling slowly in front of him.

At this time, Qiao Jiusheng has closed the open, and Fang Mu can't see whether the people inside are men or women.

Fang Mu frowned. It's really outrageous to drive a top sports car like this. There are only two lanes on the road outside the villa. It's only eight or nine o'clock now. There are many people passing by. There are cars in the retrograde lane at any time. In addition, it's a turn. It's hard for Fangmu to overtake.

He pressed the Lama, and the car in front returned to him. Then the owner's hand came out of the window and shook at him.

The hand was slender and white. It was a woman's hand.

After waiting, he saw that the car in front of him didn't speed up and walked slowly. Fang Mu's temper came up.

He stopped, his hands on his hips, and strode to the sports car ahead.

As Fang Mu approached the car, he said in a loud voice, "Miss, please drive fast..." Fang Yusheng just walked to the back of the car. Before he finished his words, the car, which was still dying, suddenly increased its power like a mad cow and ran forward.

Fang Mu was sprayed with exhaust gas.

"He said

"Damn it Fang Zong was so angry that he kicked on the sill beside the road.