"Phew!"
In a pavilion near the bumper car ground, Chou Yun Er tidied up her somewhat messy hair, her cute face couldn't help but exude an expression of frustration.
"Damn, I was so close to winning."
"It wasn't close at all." Zhao Wenchang grinned at the side, not hesitating to rub salt into the wound, "I saw it with my own eyes, you were sent flying by Qin Lang, it was quite a sight."
"The loser should shut up!" Chou Yun Er turned her head with murderous eyes, but she couldn't help but burst into laughter when she saw Zhao Wenchang's appearance.
He looked slightly better than when he was struck by lightning, but his extreme frizzy and curly hair due to the shock, and the slightly dark and unclean face had greatly reduced Zhao Wenchang's charm.
"What are you laughing at!" Zhao Wenchang grumbled resentfully, "If my Food Spirit Jiujiu also had two stars, and if I had a Second Food Spirit, I wouldn't have lost so badly."
