Chapter 242 don't you think it's too late?

On the other hand, Huo Jingchen 's speed is getting faster and faster, and Zhao Siqing instinctively holds the hairy bear tightly in his arms.

At first, she would stare at the road for fear that he would rush out of the cliff in such a dark night, and kill people together with her.

But later, she found that it was only in vain, her eyes seemed to be no faster than the wheel, and she stared tightly, only felt dizzy.

Simply, Zhao Siqing closed his eyes tightly and said nothing.

The speed of the car is so fast that the heart is not comfortable. With the sound of "crackling", the car body scrapes over the mountain wall and vibrates violently.

When Zhao Siqing opened his eyes, he could see clearly the fire light from the friction, and his small face was white.

She turned to look at the man beside her. He looked straight ahead, his face cold and hard.

Cold white Jun's face is cold and calm, without any expression, like an over rational lunatic.

Zhao Siqing takes back his sight, turns his head and sees the car entering a zigzag curve.

She held her breath, her throat tightened, and her hands sweated more because of tension.

Seeing the first turning point, Zhao Siqing didn't slow down at all. Zhao Siqing was in a panic for no reason. He just thought that the next second the car would fly out of the cliff and fall into the mountain stream.

Huo Jingchen's face remained the same, and he hit the steering wheel with a big hand.

When the car turned rapidly, Zhao Siqing felt that his heart was about to fly out, and he could even feel that the car body was shaking slightly.

Until he crossed the Z-shaped Lane smoothly, Zhao Siqing took a slow breath and sweated all over.

"Stop, I'm going down."

Zhao Siqing thought he was probably crazy, so he got on his car and played this kind of game with him.

She still has a lot to do and doesn't want to die.

Huo Jingchen sneered and said in a deep voice, "don't you think it's too late to leave now?"

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing didn't make a sound, just closed his eyes tightly holding the doll in his arms.

Seeing her silent, Huo Jingchen's remaining light glanced at her.

Women's hair is scattered, especially soft, a cold face white.

Her eyes drooped slightly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she gently pressed her lips without saying a word.

Huo Jingchen takes back his sight, turns straight up the next gentle slope, and stops the car slowly.

After the car stopped, Huo Jingchen didn't make a sound and leaned back to light a cigarette.

Zhao Siqing slowed down for a while before opening his eyes gently.

See the car stop, bow to unbuckle the safety belt and open the door to get off.

Huo Jingchen didn't care about her. He opened the door and went around to the other side of the door. He leaned against the car body and looked at her back with smoke. His eyes were deep.

After getting out of the car, Zhao Siqing's legs were a little weak.

It was dark all around, except for the two lights reflected by the lights on the barren mountain. There was no reason for the quiet in the mountain forest.

For it is autumn, and the trees are desolate, and there are dead branches and leaves everywhere.

The night wind blows, showing a chill that can't be said.

There are many dead branches and weeds on the ground. Zhao Siqing, who scratched them occasionally, is in pain.

She looked up around, a little dazed, and didn't know which way to go.

It is clear here that there is a barren mountain, no road, no people.

It is obvious that Huo Jingchen intentionally parked his car here.

Zhao Siqing turns around and goes back. He plans to go to the mountain road first to see if he can stop other people's cars and go back.

There are many dead branches on the ground, and the hillside has a certain slope.

Without taking a few steps, Zhao Siqing did not know what he was stumbling over.

Fortunately, she didn't wrestle, just lost one of her slippers.

Zhao Siqing picked up the shoes and walked by the car body, intending to go to the mountain road.

Huo Jingchen stretched out his hand and dragged her into his arms. Looking at her, he whispered, "angry?"