"Your girlfriend?" Lin Wei looked at Pi Qing, who got off the Mustang, and thought of Xia Ling last time, he had to say that Zhao Bin's sister was really skilled.

"No, my high school classmate, just had a drink and asked her to help me drive." Zhao Bin smiled and said.

"Your car?" Lin Wei stared with disbelief.

"Well." Zhao Bin nodded and said.

"Yes, brothers, how long will it take to buy wild horses!" Lin Wei said with some envy that, to tell the truth, he was shocked that Zhao Bin, a masseur, could even afford wild horses.

"Don't worry, it's not a soft meal." Zhao Bin laughed,...