I Like Them to Kneel

"Huh?"

Wang Ting was stunned. Her hand holding the cigarette trembled.

Why did he catch up so quickly?

Just as Wang Ting was in a daze, Lin Yi stepped on the accelerator again and overtook her car, not giving her any chance to react.

"Tingting, what should we do now? We've been overtaken," Li Sijin said nervously.

"If you lose, you'll have to kiss that boy."

"Damn it, I just didn't try properly just now!" Wang Ting threw away the cigarette butt and became serious.

"It's fine if you want me to kiss that handsome man, but if you want to kiss that ugly man, you might as well let me bang my head against the wall!"

Her words were not very harmful, but it was extremely insulting.

Sun Jian, 'Who the f*ck did I offend?!'

In terms of performance, Lin Yi's car was definitely far inferior to Wang Ting's.