Could That Night Still Be Fresh In Your Memory
編輯: Larbre Studio
Ye Xiaotao screamed the whole way, as Leng Hao stepped on the accelerator all the way. Her head felt dizzy, and her whole body became weak as if she were on a roller coaster ride.
Finally, the car came to a stop after what seemed like centuries. She swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva and adjusted her breathing. Just then, the passenger's door opened, and Leng Hao's dark face appeared in her sight. "Get down!"
"No!" She swore angrily with her arms crossed. "Leng Hao, were you driving so fast because you wanted to die? It doesn't matter if you want to die. Please don't pull me along, ok? I'm still a young and invincible lady… Ah!"
She was already on Leng Hao's shoulders.
"Hey, Leng Hao, what are you doing? Let me down. Your shoulders are hurting my stomach. I'm dizzy, and I'm going to vomit." She kept beating him with two small pink fists, and her two thin legs still kicked in the air.