Chapter 525： who rides a tricycle

Back in the small yard, the others also changed into their riding suits and came down one after another.

This set of clothes brings people's figure into full play, with a slender waist and long straight legs, which can be called a visual feast.

"Ash."

Tang Shuan came over.

She was wearing a pair of equestrian boots, her hair was tied into a ball head, and her lips were painted with flaming red lips. She was extraordinarily beautiful.

It was like a fire that could easily burn people's souls.

"Um."

Yan Zhixu looked at Tang Shu'an's outfit with some admiration in his eyes.

Love hugs her arms around her chest, "Everyone's body management is pretty good."

Each of them has waists and legs, and there is no fat on her body. Out of the corner of her eyes, she looks at Rong Cheng casually.

On weekdays, he was light and noble, like an immortal, but when he put on this riding suit, the aura of a dusty noble man on his body was even more overwhelming.

Zhong Qing put away the subtle look in her eyes, and walked to Rong Cheng's side to chat.

"Emperor Rong, I have seen the "Sword Immortal" you participated in before. Actually, I am your loyal fan."

"The actor who is very busy has never participated in variety shows. I didn't expect my luck to be so good. You are still in this episode."

Rong Cheng nodded slightly, "Thank you."

After speaking, there is no more communication.

He has always maintained an attitude of indifference and innocence, not polite, not close, like treating ordinary colleagues, not giving people any vague hope.

The smile raised at the corners of Zhong Qing's mouth narrowed slightly, and there was a gloom in his eyes.

She quickly regained her mood, covering her emotions in front of the camera, so that no other people could see any strange problems.

Everyone stood in the small courtyard chatting with each other, and within a few minutes Nan Yuanqi and the assistant director came out together.

Xin Bai held a bottle of mineral water in his hand, "Let's go, go to the horse farm."

A group of people set off in a mighty manner and came to the door of the small courtyard. There was a tricycle with a little paint peeling outside.

Nan Yuanqi put one hand in his pocket, "Who can drive."

Looking at the car and the pitted sheep's intestines in the village, the corners of his mouth twitched like a little buttercream.

He waved his hand and sighed, "Director, I only have a car driver's license."

Others waved their hands again and again, indicating that they had never driven a tricycle.

If this person carelessly drives someone down the field, he will be beaten.

Yan Zhixu tugged at the pair of gloves he was wearing, his knuckles shaking casually.

"Oh? Is there any reward for taking everyone to the racecourse?"

Her final voice was raised with a hint of indifference, and her face was full of cynicism.

Wild and ruffian, the person's heart throbbed, and his breathing became heavy involuntarily.

"An extra fruit salad for you in the evening."

"Sorry, I prefer meat, preferably corned beef."

"Row."

The conversation between Yan Zhixu and Nan Yuanqi was concise and clear, and the matter was settled in a few words.

She walked to the driver's seat in front and sat down, sitting up straight with her back straight and loose, holding the handle of the faucet with both hands.

Looking at everyone, "Get in the car."

Gu Jiu's thoughts were complicated: "..."

It was the first time he knew that she could drive a tricycle. Could it be that this is also a compulsory course for a wealthy daughter?

Seeing that there was no worry on her face, everyone gradually gained a little more trust in their hearts, and slowly stepped up.

The space for the tricycle is quite large, but there is not enough space for a large number of people to sit and have to stand.

After getting into the car, Yan Zhixu turned on the key to turn on the ignition, then turned the accelerator with his right hand, and the car made a sound and drove out.