Reborn Dubai As A Prince

In the field of luxury cars, there are Audi and Jaguar, and Audi also has low-end models; in the field of luxury SUVs, there is Land Rover; in the field of super sports cars, there is Lamborghini; in the field of motorcycles, there is the world-renowned Ducati.

This group sounds great.

The only thing that bothered him was that the transaction could not be completed immediately. Porsche had to complete the option, and Germany and the European Union had to approve it before it could be delivered. The fastest time would be half a year later.

After returning from Germany, Lisa returned to China because she was very busy. He wanted to share the fun with the queen, but she was also busy, and only the prince was alone ~ no one loved him.

If no one loves him, he goes to a place where someone loves him.

It just so happened that the elder of his family|Second Hassani was going to England, and he also dropped by. Hassani had already planned: "I have recently collected a few custom motorcycles, and I am planning to go out with friends, are you interested?"

Sheikh is also interested in this approach: "Sounds good! I'll take another little girl, she should be very happy.

"That girl, I miss you all day long." Hassani joked at him.

Sheikh shrugs, too charming what can you do?

Sure enough, after hearing the news, Aliya in Ying immediately cheered to book the best seat——"I want to take my brother's co-pilot! He's mine!"

"What's yours is yours." Sheikh told the girl to come over, "I've changed to another means of transportation, come with me."

"What is it?" She followed.

"See for yourself."

A retro motorcycle, the whole body has been sprayed with matte black, and the shape is very handsome. It originated from the ancient British brand "Triumph" and was welcomed by many celebrities.

For example, Beckham often rides the Triumph T100 for a ride, and Marlon Brando is also the earliest fan. Pop king Justin Timberlake and actor Orlando Bloom all favor it.

Xie He was infected by Xiaobei riding a retro motorcycle in his previous life. It is not as violent as a motorcycle sports car, nor as lazy as a Harley. It is more like a kind of leisurely driving on the beach

Take the tool that blows the wind.

"I like it! I want to sit!"

Sure enough, the little girl likes this flamboyant tone. Xie He threw a motorcycle half helmet next to her. Although the full helmet is safe but too bulky, he didn't plan to drive fast, so a more beautiful half helmet is enough.

The riding equipment must also be trendy. Leather jacket, jeans + high-top boots are necessary. Without big sunglasses, he is ashamed of the bearded face. After riding on the bike, he seems to have a motorcycle poster style.

"do not move!"

Hassani did not forget to send him a photo. Sheikh has nothing to say about this photo freak, but he is very satisfied with the results. This guy can always capture his most handsome side.

"Ah! Give me one too!!"

Alia, who disappeared, reappeared. The girl went to change clothes just now. As a trendy person, how can she not have ripped jeans? The same cool sunglasses are on the bridge of the nose. She stands aside and poses a lot.

The seventeen-year-old girl is at the most lively age. Living in Europe all the year round, she has not been bound by Islam too much. She is not old but has long legs and a good figure. She is very photogenic in posing

"boarding!"

Xie He started the motorcycle, and there was a dull rumbling sound. Under the low-key appearance, it has a parallel twin-cylinder engine with an astonishing displacement of 865cc.

It already belonged to a large platoon motorcycle. If he was driving a racing car, he would definitely not dare to carry people. After all, the meat is covered with iron, and the large platoon racing car is not well controlled, and the grass on the grave is only three meters high. Fortunately, this kind of motorcycle does not matter.

Although the displacement is large, it is very stable. The girl stepped into the back seat happily, and said in her mouth: "Wait a minute!"

"Speed! Parents will find out!" Sheikh taught her to do bad things.

Alia's face was full of excitement, and she wrapped her hands around his waist and nodded: "Haha! It's okay!"

Sheikh smiled and stepped on the first gear, released the clutch and started. Hassani was already leading the way, followed by several brothers, and finally two logistics and bodyguard vehicles.

For the princes to take the lead in riding motorcycles and bring their brothers and sisters with them, the parents' opposition has been beyond their reach... Xie He came to cut first and play later, and now he is on the road to blow the wind.

England is not hot in summer, and it is most comfortable to drive a motorcycle. The weather has just cleared up, and the speed is maintained at 60 to 70, all the way south to the coastal city 80 kilometers away.

Cycling in England is a very cool enjoyment, admiring the natural scenery along the way, breathing the fresh air in front of you, and your heart is open. Alia even opened her arms and cheered on the way.

"Be careful." Sheikh reminded, "I'm not responsible for picking it up when it falls."

"Don't you dare to pick it up!" After she finished speaking, she hugged him with one hand, and hummed with her face on his back... She was usually controlled a lot, but now she is like a bird getting out of a cage Son.

...asking for flowers...

The 80-kilometer journey was stop-and-go, and I got out of the car halfway to take pictures. Finally, after spending an hour and a half, I arrived in a coastal city. There are not many people in the small town, but the scenery is beautiful.

The park by the sea welcomed many tourists, and the brothers and sisters participated in it in a low-key manner, laying mats on the green lawn, bringing meals from the trunk of the car, and sitting together without restraint.

"I really like this kind of day!" said Alia, who was lying on the grass. "Of course there are you! No matter how beautiful the scenery is without people, it is also monotonous."

"I thought of a poem. Hassani's calling himself a poet again—

"Ah! The sea, you are full of water..." Someone interrupted, and Xie He was actually reciting poems with an intoxicated face, thinking that poetry bacteria, my brother also has them.

....0.....

Hassani interrupted his train of thought in a daze. I don't know when it started. Their always aloof elder brother has a tendency to develop into a funny comparison.

"But it's pretty good." Hassani commented, "Succinct enough."

"Hahaha." Xie He covered his belly and laughed... The rest of the brothers and sisters also laughed, and the laughter along the way never stopped.

This kind of life is really comfortable, without being disturbed by the outside world, looking at the sea or the blue sky together, and endless topics can be opened up.

"I wish time stood still." Aliya leaned on Sheikh's shoulder.

Sheikh hugged her: "I also hope that my little girl will always be young and lovely."

"Don't call me a little girl! I don't like it!" She shook his arm dissatisfied.

Xie He was stunned: "Then you can't be called Little Fairy?"

She happily said, "Just call it this."

Sheikh, who was amused, hugged her: "Don't worry, you will grow up soon, and you will be free when you grow up. At that time, we will be crazy together again, and we will no longer be restrained by our parents.

"Really?" She looked up, eyes shining with yearning for the future.

"Yeah." Xie He just lied to the little girl, who can say for sure what will happen in the future? The example of being a brother still has to be maintained, and telling a white lie is not in the way.

However, she took it seriously... hugging his arm in satisfaction: "This is my next new wish. Growing up? It must be a cool thing."

"It will be." Xie He pampered|touched her head, having such a younger sister was really irresistible, and it hit the soft side of his heart completely. .