However, judging by Ou Zun's satisfied expression, it seems like her flattery hit the spot?
Mù Qiānxún was also full of self-satisfaction.
Leaning against that black race car, she didn't want to get off it at all.
It was absolutely swanky.
She really wanted to take a joyride on it.
Her eyes wide open, she looked at Ou Zun expectantly, her gaze clearly asking him to take her for a spin.
However, Ou Zun bluntly refused.
"No way, don't even think about it."
The smile on Mù Qiānxún's face instantly collapsed. She walked up to Ou Zun, grabbing his arm with a pitiful expression, "Brother Ou Zun, please take me along!"
Ou Zun refused emphatically.
"No!"
Just bringing her along to watch was already more than enough for her to be grateful for.
Racing was inherently a dangerous activity. Even though he could ensure that she wouldn't be in danger, the speed of race cars was extremely high. For someone who had no training, sitting in a race car was like going between heaven and hell.
