Looking at Qicheng's car sprinting directly ahead, Qiuzi's eyes leaped and he suddenly lowered the speed. If Qicheng wanted to speed up, Qiuzi's ink would not be accompanied for the time being. He would not make fun of Gu Qianmeng in his car. He would not like to play racing car. As a gentleman, he should not let the lady with the car nervous and uncomfortable.

The meaning of Qiuzimo is very clear. He doesn't play.

In front of him, Qicheng was sitting alone in the car. He squinted his eyes. A man quietly thought about something. He knew that Qiuzimo deliberately sent those gifts to Qianmeng.

Qicheng couldn't figure...