storm, are you joking with them?
the speed of the storm was on par with each other. one moment, the storm was in front, and the next moment, the storm was in front.
for the sake of ten million, these two were going all out. their eyes were filled with the glint of swords.
leng rongrong lay on storm's back calmly, grabbing storm's hair. she felt that the feeling of being as fast as lightning was too comfortable. it was definitely cooler and more comfortable than driving.
this was what it really meant to be in a joyride.
there weren't many pedestrians on the road at night, so the storm and rain didn't scare people. even if someone saw the storm and rain, they didn't see clearly what it was before they found that the storm and rain had disappeared.
"what was that thing that just passed by?"
"that white thing looks like a dog?"
" bullsh * t, how could it be a dog? a dog is so big, it must be a horse! "
"bullsh * t, that black one is the real horse. i saw it clearly!"