Tong Ran, originally immersed in a daze, suddenly snapped awake. She turned her head and was shocked to find that the sports car was still speeding uncontrollably forward!
Then, her gaze shifted to the pair of arms tightly wrapped around her shoulders.
He... He let go of the steering wheel?!
And he's still pressing the gas pedal?!
"You..." Tong Ran's mouth gaped open, he wasn't just being reckless—he seemed to completely disregard his own life!
If there was even the slightest curve ahead, the sports car would definitely crash into a pile of scrap metal!
"Mo Nanjue, let go of me!"
Her left hand was powerless, so she desperately waved her right, pounding it hard against him, "Don't do this! Let go! Let go, I'm begging you! Let go now!!"
