However, he could only guess.

Mo Jingyao couldn't see the screen of his phone at all, so he couldn't determine anything.

At this moment, I was particularly curious about how Mo Jingyao could hold the steering wheel with one hand and pick up the phone with the other without slowing down the car.

Yes, he didn't turn on Bluetooth, he just connected the phone.

There was obviously Bluetooth, but he just had to pick up the phone with his phone.

Don't guess what Mr. Mo is thinking, you won't understand even if you do.

So Lu Jiang chose not to guess.

Sitting quietly in the back seat, as soon as Mo Jingyao spoke, he should know whose call it was.

As a result, Lu Jiang was even more confused when he heard the first sound.

"Um."

"..."

"Um."

"..."

"continue……"

"..."

"good."

Then, the phone that had been pressed against my ear was finally put down.

Mo Jingyao ended the call.

During this call, his speed never slowed down.

Still as fast as ever.

Lu Jiang felt so fast that his stomach was churning.

But he knew Mo Jingyao's mysophobia best. If he vomited, he would probably be kicked out of the car by Mo Jingyao.

Tolerate.

Extremely forbearing.

But there is such a thing as feeling sick in the stomach and making you want to vomit. The longer you endure it, the more uncomfortable you become and the more you want to vomit. In just a while, Lu Jiang's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Lu Jiang couldn't sit still.

He covered his mouth with one hand and rubbed his stomach with the other. At the same time, he rubbed his body twice to the left and twice to the right. He felt really uncomfortable.

Uncomfortable to the extreme.

"Do you have lice on your body?" But when it was so difficult to endure it, Mo Jingyao actually had the nerve to ask.

Lu Jiang wanted to loosen his hand covering his mouth and say something, but he was afraid that he would throw up as soon as he let go, "vomit..."

In the end, I still didn't dare to let go, but because it was too uncomfortable, I made a sound of 'retching'.

Mo Jingyao understood instantly, "Well, you can do this in a car."

Probably because he was worried that the car would no longer be able to drive after he vomited it out, Mo Jingyao finally slowed down after driving at high speed for more than half an hour.

Finally, he slowly stopped on the side of the road and said, "Get out of the car and handle it yourself. Don't dirty my car."

Lu Jiang's eyes widened as he covered his mouth. This seemed to be the first time he heard Mr. Mo swear.

He actually used to swear.

He was obviously yelling at him and scolding him, but he was so mean that he thought Young Mo was a bad man by scolding him like this.

The hand that was rubbing his stomach immediately raised and pressed the car handle. The car door opened, and he rolled and crawled out of the car.

The reason why he rolled was because he could no longer straighten his back.

There is no way to go.

He rolled behind a tree on the side of the road diagonally behind the butt of the car and squatted there...

Even the overnight meal was donated.

Snot and tears.

I have never felt so uncomfortable.

Mo Jingyao was really impressed. He felt uncomfortable in such a situation, but Mo Jingyao could still be in the presence of the old god without any discomfort.

It seems that it must be because he drives a car.

He had never driven so fast when he got out of the car, and it had to be when Mo Jingyao was also in the car, so that Mo Jingyao would also vomit like this.

It's so sour and refreshing.

After donating for a long time, he really couldn't donate anymore, so Lu Jiang stood up holding on to the tree trunk.

But my waist is naturally rickety, and I still can’t stand it up.

Then he opened the car door, but instead of rushing to get in, he said, "Young Master Mo, how about I drive?"

Revenge should be started as early as possible, so start now.

result……
Chapter completed!