When everyone was puzzled by the discussion, the person in charge of the venue didn't know when to appear behind the crowd.

The tone was quiet and authentic: "Jiang Qingshan is the racing queen of the past two years, yes, but that is because Luo Qiao did not go abroad. Jiang Qingshan's last year, last year, last year's racing queen, were Luo Qiao."

The words came out.

Everyone: "..."

...

As expected, Luo Qiao won easily. She got off the car and took off the helmet. She had black hair pouring down, red lips and white skin, and she was beautiful.

She looked like my most awesome ass, put one hand on her chest and one hand on her back to make a gentleman's gift, and bowed lovely to the ladies around.

The girls on the playing field started instantly.

"Our pretty sister is so cute, my god!"

"Today's Dad Luo is handsome and shabby!"

"I bend and woo, I bend into a mosquito coil on the spot!"

Luo Zelan saw this scene when he came back. He held the railing in his hand, his cold eyebrows were soft, and his lips had a slight smile, which was especially seductive.

Luo Qiao ran back holding the helmet after finishing her bowing movement. Luo Zelan raised her eyebrows and looked at her, inexplicably feeling that her appearance at the moment was a bit like a husky coming out of the air.

"Brother, am I handsome!" Luo Qiao asked with joy.

Luo Zelan looked away silently: "...Hmm."

Jiang Qingshan then came back, opened the door and got out of the car, her face couldn't be described as ugly. She looked in Luo Qiao's direction coldly, her teeth biting her lips white.

Seeing her appearance, her companions went down to comfort her.

"Forget it, it's Luo Qiao after all. We can't match the talent and beauty."

"If you lose, you lose. I heard from the person in charge here that she was the queen of the previous racing sessions. It is not ashamed to lose to her."

"Just..."

"Enough, don't say it!" Jiang Qingshan sternly interrupted the comfort of these people stabbing a knife, fingers tightly, and coldly said: "I'm never ending with her!"

"...Isn't it, isn't it just a little friction happened today? You look like you have a deep hatred..."

"What do you know!" Jiang Qingshan glanced at the speaker, "I have a grudge against her."

She threw the helmet in her hand to the staff and walked away.

Several companions looked at each other and all saw the doubt in each other's eyes.

They chased up: "Jiang Qingshan, you go slowly, wait for us!"

Luo Qiao, who was talking to Luo Zelan, heard this sound and looked down.

I just saw Jiang Qingshan walking away without looking back.

Jiang Qingshan...

Luo Qiao frowned slightly, how did she sound familiar.

"...Qiaoqiao?"

Luo Qiao recovered and looked at Luo Zelan who was talking to her in front of her: "Huh? What did you just say, brother?"

Luo Zelan frowned and glanced at her, and said lightly: "I ask you if you still want to play, we will go back if we don't."

Luo Qiao was immediately dissatisfied: "We have just arrived, I haven't played enough yet."

Luo Zelan glanced at the sky: "The weather is suddenly not so good, and it will probably rain soon."

"but……"

"That's right."

Before Luo Qiao's retort was finished, a lazy and smiling voice intercepted her, and the man said casually, "Why is Brother Zelan leaving when I come?"

Luo Qiao was taken aback and suddenly raised her head.

Ming Siran is slender and has a suit that hasn't had time to change off. She puts her jacket on her arm and folds her pocket with one hand, looking at her with beautiful and gentle peachy eyes.