Lucky to Have You Till the End

Tang Xinyan raised her misty eyes, biting her lips, her nose turned red by the night wind.

Seeing her appearance, his heart instantly softened to water, "I can get the ring tomorrow. Mom is saved, don't cry."

Tang Xinyan glared at him vigorously.

She cried, not because of the ring, but because of his life and death——

Not daring to stay longer in this place of right and wrong, she put her cool little hand in his big palm.

He pulled her up from the ground with a force, and she sat on the sturdy and cool heavy locomotive.

As soon as she sat firmly, there was a roar from the locomotive, and then it galloped away like a meteor.

This kind of locomotive can reach speeds up to 240 kilometers per hour and has the sexiest rear seat in the world. A woman sits on it and must be close to the back of a man.

The wind speed roared in her ears, and the clear and masculine breath came from the tip of his nose. She was as drunk as she was drinking, and she unconsciously stretched out her hands to wrap around his thin waist.

Who said that a woman with a small waist is the most attractive? The man in front of him has a thin waist and a slender back, all seduce and confuse her.

When she was a student, she saw boys riding bicycles and girls with long hair on campus. It was not without envy and expectation in her heart.

But Fu Sichen felt that cycling was not in line with his status. Every time he picked her up, he was a luxury car.

The speed of the car was very fast, and the gust of wind blew her hair. She resisted the urge to scream and looked up at the night sky full of stars, as if she was in a dream.

"Wei Mo Chi, I heard the gunshot and thought you had an accident!" She lay on his back, shouting against the wind.

"Your husband is not that easy to die. Don't worry, I still want to stay with you until you grow old." His voice was still low and deep, the speed was too fast, and the wind was too strong, and she couldn't hear what he said. She asked with a throat. , "You speak louder, I can't hear you!"

He freed up a big hand on the handle of the locomotive, wrapped a small hand, placed it on his lips, and kissed the back of her hand.

The skin that had been kissed by his thin lips seemed to flow through, and her heart became a piece of cake.

She closed her eyes and did not withdraw her hand.

Whether he has ever had a beloved woman, has he used her as a stand-in.

At least, tonight she is happy, happy, and moved.

...

Mountain top.

Brother Biao pulled the racer who had lost the race aside and asked with a sullen face, "Didn't he shoot it? Why did he win the race unscathed?"

"The man is very skilled. He managed to avoid a shot and blocked my way. I was fighting with me. I am not his opponent."

Brother Biao touched his chin, his eyes showed dark birds, "My brother Biao has never lost the game, how will I still mess with the road after passing it out, and the ruby ​​ring he wanted was left by my beloved woman. The only relic, I can't let him take it away." He sneered as he said, "I want him to live no more than seven o'clock tomorrow morning!"

...

Mo Chiwei drove Tang Xinyan to the middle of the mountain. Suddenly, more than a dozen sports cars came swiftly down the mountain.

Looking at the oncoming vehicles, Mo Chi Wei felt bad.

He stopped the locomotive and got out of the car holding Tang Xinyan.

"It looks like Brother Biao wants to take my life tonight!" Mo Chiwei raised his left wrist and looked at the time. "They can drive here in one minute, Mrs. Mo, if we want to survive, we have to avoid it. "

They were standing on the edge of a cliff with no protective barriers. Tang Xinyan glanced at the dark cliff that could not be seen to the end. Her pupils shrank slightly, "There is Brother Biao on the top of the mountain, and his people are coming down the mountain. It is impossible that we have to jump off the cliff to avoid it. ?"