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Chapter 1171 The juvenile car skills are a little... hard to say
Bringing the boy back to the car, seeing Yang Moyan about to restart the car, Lin Zhaoxia tightened her fingers, "Then what... why don't we replace each other?"

Yang Moyan paused his wrist, and looked sideways, "What did you say?"

Lin Zhaoxia rubbed her nose and sneered, "Let's switch? You come and sit, and I'll drive."

"..."

Yang Moyan was silent.

This guy can drive?
Looking at her like that, how could he be so unbelievable.

The young master's disbelief could be seen at one stroke, Lin Zhaoxia moved her fingers, and made a serious promise, "I can drive, it's true."

Yang Moyan didn't speak, and raised his eyes to glance at this guy, as if he was studying the credibility of the other party's words.

Finally, he let go of the steering wheel and pulled the boy's arm.

Lin Zhaoxia understood in seconds, and the two quickly changed seats in the car.

Lin Zhaoxia hooked her lips into a smile, and made a firm promise, "I really will, don't worry."

Yang Moyan has nothing to worry about.

Although I haven't seen a teenager driving or something.

But looking at this guy's swearing appearance, isn't there little daily pampering?
He maintained his usual silence, and the boy over there had already started the car.

The slender hands were placed on the steering wheel, with a familiar feeling, the accelerator was stepped on, the gear was shifted, and the car drove out very quickly.

This made Yang Moyan's eyes flash with surprise.

I didn't expect the boy to really know how to drive.

But soon, he didn't think so.

Have you ever seen a smooth road turn into a bumpy road for you?
The real roster, that's it for teenagers.

That bumpy road doesn't count.

Even several times, he almost collided with the car on the opposite side of the road!
Not to mention that.

I got on the side of the road a few times, almost hit a tree a few times...

So, this is what the boy said he could drive, and he vowed to reassure him? ? ?

It was the first time Yang Moyan had such a bumpy ride in his own car.

Not only is the back injury a little hot, but even the stomach is not feeling well.

When he finally arrived at the apartment, Yang Moyan was the first one to open the door and go out before Yang Moyan could drive.

No, no, no, it's terrible.

to be frank.

Lin Zhaoxia can indeed drive.

But she is better at driving.

Let alone hitting a tree when driving on the road, are there not many car accidents where the key is pulled out by mistake when the engine is suddenly turned off on the highway?

Even more powerful and weird.

After the character of being sure to crash when driving, there is nothing wrong with people except that the car is bound to be crashed.

In the end, Lin Xuanchen couldn't stand it anymore, so he confiscated Lin Zhaoxia's car keys, and locked the car in the garage of the main house, preventing her from touching it again.

Haven't touched it for a few years.

Lin Zhaoxia still remembered the meeting.

But open up...

A certain teenager smiled: If there is no car accident, you can have fun secretly.

The corners of Yang Moyan's eyes twitched in the car, he opened the door and got out of the car.

He was still fine, but the young man who had sworn to tell him that he would be fine and that she would drive was throwing up in a daze holding a trash can.

"Is this the ability to drive? Eh?" In an indifferent voice with a sharp end, Yang Moyan spread his palms and patted Lin Zhaoxia's back lightly, "I swear, I will slap myself in the end, Lin Zhaoxia, I feel a little sad for you."

Lin Zhaoxia patted her chest and took a breath, "Say something sarcastic, because I'm afraid you will touch the wound."

Afraid that he will touch the wound?

Yang Moyan really thanked this guy...

(End of this chapter)