Okay! Even though she is pretty, but... our styles are different!

She is not as good at kung fu as me, you have to admit that, right?

No, I...wait, my hair isn't ugly, right?

Cen Xian'er quickly took out a small mirror, pursed her lips, and arranged her hair.

Why is my face so dirty? I'm so annoyed!

The car is approaching.

Cen Xian'er's heart was beating loudly!

Here he comes! What do I say about the opening?

I...I glared at him fiercely, making him ashamed! Making him regret it!

No, I'm too powerful. If I'm too fierce, I'll scare him away again!

Then I...be gentle?

Very disgusting, right? Will he think I'm contemptuous? Will he stop paying attention to me in the future?

He is the only one I have ever seen who has eighteen wives...

Here we go...what to do, what to do, what to do, what to do...

I don't even have any makeup on!

I heard Lu Chengwen grit his teeth: "Zhao Ritian, you uncle! Don't grab the steering wheel!"

Long Aotian roared: "How the hell can you drive!?"

Zhao Ritian said: "I don't know how! But I think you are driving wrong!"

Lu Chengwen roared angrily: "Stop it! Tree! Tree! Hey! There's a tree in front of you! A stone! It's scratching the chassis, damn..."

The sports car clattered past Cen Xianer's tree on such a broken road...

Drive away.

Cen Xianer stamped her foot in anger!
Chapter completed!