Big?

Wait, don’t I, Mr. Song, still have a giant girl?

Imagine how it feels like to drive such a wild and powerful off-road vehicle in a huge and sturdy bomber jacket?

Song Baojun drove out of the intersection all the way, and under the influence of the thirty-two personality, he had already become familiar with the operation. He waved his hands at the two of Zuoshan Diao who were still standing behind, and accelerated to the road where the cars came and went.

The rising sun rose, and the earth was filled with golden light. On the edge of the instrument panel was a pair of small Abing-style round sunglasses. Song Baojun picked it up and looked around on the bridge of his nose. He suddenly felt a bit cold and looked a little Schwarzenegger's style.

When I returned to school, everyone was a student of the inner school, and not many people saw him showing off his performance in driving a luxury car. It was because he had insufficient estimates of the huge body of the car, and he almost scratched a red sedan when parked in the carport.

He just went to class so bored for one day. After class in the afternoon, Song Baojun said that Liu Qinglin needed to rest for a few days and carefully avoided Liu Xiyue's reconnaissance.

With a reluctance expression, he turned down Ye Jingchun's invitation to go shopping with him.

He hung up the apology call from Guo Yuyan and pretended to be sick and declined Lin Zhenxian's proposal to have dinner together.

Li Meijia's request to help answer several ancient Chinese questions was also neatly rejected, including Xi Caiwei's invitation to watch another movie together, and even a call from Teacher Jiang Yihui, Yan Luohan's friend on Fei'etong software added a request.

In particular, his cousin Du Yinlang also called and said that he was "going to pick up girls together". Song Baojun had to say that the old man asked him to help with things, which was not convenient for him to go out.

Doing all this, Song Baojun drove the Xuandejiayin car and excitedly came to the road outside the classroom of the singing major of the Art Academy.

Ling Anqi just finished class and stood out among a group of girls, talking and laughing. Obviously, with the help of Xiuxiu and A Yin, she quickly integrated into the girls' group and was no longer unpopular.

Although there are still some things that girls can't keep up with the trend of fashion, entertainment stars, cosmetics and luxury goods, it can be found that Xiuxiu and others are deliberately slowing down to cater to her pace.

A girl found Xuan Dejiayin who was particularly eye-catching parked on the side of the road and screamed: "What a grand car! I don't know which handsome guy is waiting for someone here! It would be great if he came to wait for me."

"What does that have to do with us? Last time a Bentley came to pick up Guo Yuyan, we were watching it with a gaze." Xiuxiu said with a smile.

"I just fantasized about it, can't it be?"

The girls were chattering all the way, and Song Baojun sat in the cab and whistled frivolously, poked his head out and smiled, "Beauty, do you want to come up and have fun?"

"I want to be beautiful!" The girl raised her head proudly.

"Sir, why are you here?" Ling Anqi found that it was Song Baojun, so she ran over in surprise and got into the passenger seat in the envious eyes of everyone.

"That man is the big guy who keeps Anqi?" The girl was shocked and asked in a low voice.

"Other could it be?" A Yin replied.

The girl said again: "I saw someone driving the Xuan Dejiayin, and there are at least 2.4 million on the market. How rich is that man."

Another woman smiled and said, "Is it funny that such a rich man likes girls with Angie's body type? They are together, do you think it's a toothpick to stir the water tank?"

Xiuxiu felt that the woman's words were too vulgar and frowned and said, "Don't talk about other people's private lives like this."

The woman stuck out her tongue: "I'm just kidding."

The sturdy and handsome girls seem to have learned new makeup and dressing skills from Xiuxiu and the others. Today's dressing is quite different from the past. The handsome bomber jacket has an extra pink scarf and a snail of a charming look. The eyeliner and eyebrows are carefully scribbled, making the face more refined and the overall coordination is more coordinated.

"It's very beautiful today." Song Baojun said.

Ling Anqi blushed and lowered her head. After a while, she mustered up her courage to look up at Song Baojun's gaze, and said softly: "Really?"

Song Baojun gave her a bunch of spare keys and said, "I have an appointment to attend a cocktail party, come and drive me."

Ling Anqi was very worried, and looked at the luxurious decorations in the car left and right, saying, "Sir, I can drive, but I am not very skilled. I have studied at a sports school before, but I haven't practiced for a long time."

"Just know how to open it. How about you protect me, a part-time driver in the future?"

"That...I'm a little scared."

"Do you have a driver's license? If you have it, you can drive slowly. You will be familiar with it later."

Ling Anqi felt that she could not let down her husband's expectations, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll give it a try."

The space inside the car was spacious, and the two of them exchanged positions directly in the driver's seat. Song Baojun was in front and Ling Anqi was behind, and some of them were probably not in place. They slipped under their feet and fell into Ling Anqi's arms.

The elasticity of the chest almost bounced up Song Baojun. Ling Anqi hurriedly hugged him and said, "Be careful, sir."

"It's okay, it's okay." Song Baojun thought to himself that this felt so wonderful. He pretended to be unstable and supported Ling Anqi's huge round and soft chest, and slowly moved to the passenger seat.

Ling Anqi started the car tremblingly, and finally felt a little relieved under the guidance of Song Baojun. However, the starting speed was as slow as a snail, and finally surpassed Xiuxiu and a group of girls.

The woman found that Ling Anqi was driving a car, and couldn't help but put her hands on her lips and shouted loudly: "Anqi! Don't come back tonight! Have a good night! Have a baby as soon as possible!"

Ling Anqi didn't dare to say anything. She just pretended that she didn't hear it. She secretly looked at the face of the husband in the rearview mirror and found that the other party had no reaction. She then breathed a sigh of relief and said intimately: "Crazy woman, it's really. How could sir like me!"

The cocktail party was scheduled at 8:30 in the evening, so there was no hurry. The two of them went to the nearby food stall for a simple dinner. Song Baojun returned to the dormitory to take a shower and change clothes. Ling Anqi practiced driving alone in the open space outside.

At first, Ling Anqi spent half an hour familiarizing herself with the basic performance of Xuan Dejiayin. She was so scared that she was afraid of breaking the equipment in the car.

But the girl had long hands and legs, and soon discovered the superiority of Xuan Dejiayin's performance. She felt that this car seemed to be specially designed for herself, and she was very skillful and flexible no matter what she did.

She thought about how to repay her husband's kindness for his goodwill, and undoubtedly the most obvious effect was to drive the car well.

When he fantasized about the husband taking a shower and dressing up in a handsome manner, he praised him, "Anqi, you drive very steadily." The girl was full of energy and even put in a twelve-point mind, which was a hundred times harder than practicing singing.

Soon, the girl completed a beautiful drift on the relatively narrow outer ring of the fountain and used the tail swing technique to rush up to the six-stage steps on the side of the road, looking like a speeding sped.

Then the girl found the trick to control the throttle, and learned to "go out of the corner" without a master's knowledge, and easily passed between two trash cans less than 2.4 meters apart.

At this time, the girl simply circled around the campus, and used the center of gravity of the vehicle itself to make various turns, gently avoiding an electric car that suddenly rushed out of the oblique ground.

Gradually, a bunch of boys watching the fun gathered in the open space outside. Everyone was discussing who was driving this violent and domineering Xuan Dejiayin, which was really enviable.

Girls may not like this kind of car that is too large and wild, but boys will definitely love it. No one can reject this powerful temptation, and the price of two million is enough to represent a certain status.

"I don't know which rich second-generation bought a new car to show off here." A boy looked at Xuan Dejiayin's appearance, heard the roar of the engine coming, and his face was full of jealousy.

Another boy continued, "I have been watching him practicing driving in the front and get started very quickly. Why don't we go up and ask and ask him to give us a try?"

"Are you kidding? If someone's new car is damaged and damaged, you can't afford to pay for the tuition for a year."

"Haha, I'll just talk."

"Hey, don't you think that's not Song Baojun from the Chinese department? What did he do?"

"That fool is Song Baojun? I have always heard of his name, but I have never seen a real person before, and it doesn't look good."

"I don't think he is a fool. Have you ever seen a fool who can have scandals with more than a dozen beauties at the same time?"

"A dozen beauties, that's too exaggerated."

The school was originally a place where rumors were spread and rumors were flying all over the sky. It was not long before it was said that Lin Zhenxian had several abortions for Song Baojun. Yuan Shuang knelt on the ground and begged hard. Li Meijia and Yan Luohan fought in the boys' dormitory to stage a scene of two women competing for husbands. Although none of them were true.

However, this does not prevent Song Baojun from enjoying the admiration of many boys with the halo of a scumbag.

Xuan Dejiayin's car stopped steadily, and the highly anticipated driver opened the door and got out of the car, and stood in front of Song Baojun with a smile.

The driver was extremely tall, and his ten-body ratio made his super long legs wearing tight jeans look extremely gorgeous.

"It turned out to be a woman!" A man screamed.

"Heroic! Unparalleled! Only such a goddess is worthy of such a car! So stylish!" This is what more boys think.

Song Baojun stepped forward and pinched the goddess's butt very naturally. The goddess didn't react much. Then the two of them got into the car separately and let all the boys enter the petrified state on the spot.

"Who is this Song Baojun?"

"God! It has subverted my views!"

"Am I going to bend? I actually developed a strong interest in Song Baojun..."

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"Are you all skilled in the car?" Song Baojun asked.
Chapter completed!