Cheng Zidong had just focused his gaze when the Corvette C7 Z06 sped past him.
He saw clearly that it was a youth—a youth who was extremely delicate and handsome, so dazzling that he couldn’t help but whistle.
The brisk wind tousled the youth’s soft black hair, making it messy yet aesthetically pleasing, revealing a fair, plump forehead and a pair of extremely beautiful eyes beneath; unfortunately, his mouth and nose were covered by a mask.
But even just seeing a pair of eyes, he could imagine how stunning the face beneath them must be.
Such an extraordinary kid.
Cheng Zidong licked his lips.
Li Shuo, "Brother Dong, what do you think? The car’s not bad, right?"
"Not just good, it’s delicious."
Delicious? Was that a way to describe a car?
Aside, Zhang Lei nudged Li Shuo, "What do you know? Brother Dong isn’t eyeing the car; he’s clearly taken by the person."
Cheng Zidong was famously gay, a fact known by everyone in this circle, and he never hid it.
After a few laps, Ye Xian’s mood had almost relaxed, worrying that Zhou Lu had been waiting too long, she gradually slowed down the car and unfastened her seatbelt.
Suddenly, a shadow obscured the light in front of her.
She looked up and saw a man with a buzz cut and tattoos on his brawny arms.
Without even a second glance, she opened the car door, but didn’t expect Cheng Zidong to block the door with his hand.
"Get lost."
Ye Xian spoke those two words lightly, causing Cheng Zidong’s heart to thump wildly.
Up close, not only were the youth’s eyes stunningly beautiful, clear and mesmerizing, inviting flirtation; his temperament was also quite wild.
Fierce when driving, spicy when getting out of the car—he simply loved it! This kid surpassed any man he had seen before.
"Not bad at racing, what’s your name?"

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