Ning Qing opened her eyes slowly and waited for the dizziness in her head to pass. Then with a "waa," she cried out loudly.
Lu Shaoming hadn't expected her to cry. The big drops of tears plopped down as if on command, and he reached out to wipe her tears with his hand in amusement. "It seems that you're indeed a scaredy-cat. Didn't you race Tang Xueli a few days ago? I just wanted to show you real racing."
When she was racing with Tang Xueli, he had followed them smoothly. He was not keen on this kind of game. To be honest, she and Tang Xueli were just playing around as far as racing was concerned.
At that time, her charming and fierce appearance had been hovering in his mind. Even if he felt that she was childish, he had still been enticed by her, so he had shown his skills in front of her today.
He would show her racing and skill.
