"Oh? The closer he gets to you, the better he treats you? Suguan looked at the self-deceiving Qin Xuebei, the instant blooming of a smile on her lips, such as roses with thorns, beautiful and astonishing, but can hurt people, suddenly approached Qin Xuebei, suppressing her voice: "Why not try?"

"You... What do you mean? Qin Xueluo had a bad feeling when she laughed. At the same time, she only heard the rhythmic hoofs and men's low voices coming from the other side of the mountain road. It seemed that Huo Beipei and the owner of the racetrack had returned.

Suguan's face was still smiling, but his hand slipped down...