Screech!
The ear-piercing sound of brakes filled the air as the BMW i8 skidded to a halt with its rear fishtailing.
Han Yuxuan turned her head, glaring at Tang Luo with fury. This was simply too much, way too much!
"Hmm? Yuxuan, why did you stop? Don't stop; I was almost falling asleep."
Leaning back in his seat, Tang Luo yawned as he spoke.
Han Yuxuan, seeing Tang Luo's sleepy demeanor, couldn't help grinding her teeth; this guy was definitely doing it on purpose!
"Yuxuan, what's wrong? Why are you glaring at me?"
Tang Luo asked, barely holding back a laugh.
"Nothing!"
Han Yuxuan coldly retorted, too irritated to look at Tang Luo again. She restarted the car and drove on.
This time, she didn't race any longer.
Primarily because she was stimulated.
She had pushed the car to its maximum speed, only for him to act like he was about to doze off. What was the point of racing then?
