Yuya started the engine three times, and the car was like a beast full of fuel, speeding on the road.
Ronan was unfamiliar with the road conditions and had no idea where she was going.
But it doesn't matter.
As long as you follow the heroine, there are always opportunities to learn, oh no, to find out secrets.
Fastening his seat belt, Ronan put the car in gear and watched the scenery outside the car window as he backed away.
After driving for who knows how long, he almost dozed off, and the car drove into the city.
Finally, we stopped in front of a bar.
Seeing Yuya turn off the engine three times, Ronan unbuckled his seat belt: "The crazy thing you are talking about is disco dancing?"
"No." She looked at the handsome face in front of her and smiled sweetly: "It's too early now, time to fool around."
In this way, Luo Nanji was reluctantly taken to the dance floor to dance.
In order to avoid being harassed by girls, he took the initiative to wear a mask and a baseball cap.
Any jingle like "If you don't do disco today, you will become rubbish tomorrow" is all nonsense.
Long-term reversal of day and night takes a huge toll on the body.
As a Buddhist health person, Ronan only comes to dance on important festivals and gatherings.
The exciting music played, and Yuya Sanxia twisted her body to follow the rhythm, and her hands kept swinging.
The colorful lights were swaying wildly, making the people on the dance floor even more crazy.
Her pure appearance and loose top make her look very sexy.
Looking at it this way, it is somewhat pleasing to the eye.
There was very little verbal communication between the two, more eye contact and body contact.
Tired from dancing, the two returned to the small booth to rest.
Ronan stretched out his arms and lay down on the sofa.
After three clicks, Yuya leaned over naturally, breathing heavily due to the violent exercise just now.
The two of them didn't do anything excessive, but their relationship became faintly closer.
While Sanxia Yuya went to order a drink, Ronan called up the strategy manual, and his favorability level had soared to 78 points.
Good looks are the best passport.
There are many types of bars in Tokyo.
For example, izakayas are generally restaurants that focus on eating, paired with a variety of wines, and have a simple environment.
Bar is an ordinary bar, similar to the clear bar in Longguo.
You can drink a lot of mixed drinks and it is a chat place.
A snack bar is a shop where women provide escort services. They only provide wine and snacks.
Whether you can take a girl away or not depends entirely on the individual.
Like the one brought by Sanxia Yuya, it belongs to a pub.
Some pubs also have Feng Yu Niang services, but they are generally only open to locals and do not receive many foreign tourists.
After a few minutes, the waiter brought a plate of various drinks.
Ronan only tasted it briefly, but it was too light to arouse interest.
After staying in the booth for a long time, the two chatted without a word.
Ronan didn't make any intimate gestures throughout the whole process, which would have made him look very impatient.
He could see that Yua Sanxia was a proactive person.
When the relationship reaches a certain point, he shouldn't be disappointed.
At about one or two o'clock in the morning, Yuya sat up three times.
As if she was resurrected with full blood, she kept shaking the sleepy Ronan: "Rosang, let's go."
"Oh, haha~" Ronan rubbed his eyes, yawned and stood up.
The two returned to the car together.
The engine started and Ronan rolled down the window. The cold night wind made him sober: "Where to go next?"
Yuya just smiled and didn't answer.
Soon, Ronan got the answer he wanted.
It's past two o'clock in the morning, and there are not many vehicles on the streets of Tokyo.
The car gradually slowed down, and around the corner, a large group of people gathered.
Before driving into the venue, Ronan heard the continuous roar of engines and raised his eyebrows.
"Racing?"
The shops on the street have long been out of business and their doors are closed.
Three modified cars of different colors are lined up.
Many Tokyo youths with exaggerated hairstyles such as afros and broomsticks stood on both sides of the road.
There were also many men dressed as punks riding motorcycles, whistling constantly.
Seeing the car drive in, everyone cheered.
"Wow, Suzuki is here!"
A man in a leather jacket came to the car and knocked on the window.
He glanced inside the car, looked at Ronan suspiciously, and asked, "Who is he, where is Suzuki?"
Three times Yuya took out the gum and put it in his mouth, with an arrogant attitude: "Why, you look down on me?"
"No, no, no." The man in the leather jacket shook his head, looking a little embarrassed: "Miura..."
Before he finished speaking, he swallowed the rest of his words: "Okay... you can do it too."
The car drove in slowly and lined up with the three modified cars.
Bo.
Yuya blew a bubble three times and tilted his head: "First time?"
Ronan was an outsider in modified cars, so he nodded sincerely: "Yes, look at your car, I'm afraid it can't beat the competition."
"You don't understand this." When she mentioned modified cars, she opened up her chatterbox and pointed her thumb to the back seat: "Take my car as an example. The tail mark is snis-850. You know What does it mean?"
Ronan felt a little familiar, but still shook his head.
"The first letter usually represents the vehicle manufacturer. For example, k is South Korea, v is France, y is Sweden, l is Dragon Country, and s is Britain."
Ronan nodded as if he understood: "Is your car made in England?"
"Yes, let's take the third letter of the tail logo as an example. There are many clues in it. t stands for turbocharging, k stands for supercharging, l stands for extended wheelbase, i stands for direct injection in the cylinder, and more you can Search online.”
"The fourth letter, s refers to the performance version, and m refers to the normal version."
"The last 850 is the model of the car."
After Yuya said this three times, Ronan seemed to understand.
A short tail badge indirectly explains the performance of the car.
This is a British-made, direct-injection, model 850 performance car.
Ronan was very curious about this kind of knowledge and praised: "Si Guoyi (so awesome)."
After being praised, Yuya looked very proud and blew another bubble.
Bo.
In the distance, a car was approaching. The light was too strong and the body of the car could not be seen clearly.
Yuya held the steering wheel for three times, frowned, and was a little unhappy: "Another high-beam dog, what's the point of showing off?"
The high beams were turned off only when the vehicle approached, and people on both sides of the street began to cheer: "Miura! Miura!"
This car is more like a racing car, with a rear spoiler.
There were white stickers on the car body, and a middle school student's name on the door.
Wind child.
Ronan found it a bit funny, took out a can of beer from the passenger locker, and pulled out the tab.
He didn't politely ask if he could drink like a gentleman, which is what a straight man would do.
Usually, guests only seek advice when facing their hosts or peers.
When Ronan is on the higher side of the relationship, being polite and courteous is tantamount to putting oneself down.
Flirting with girls is not about business, the whole process should be done in a friendly manner.
Faced with this kind of thrill-seeking car racing girl, when it’s time to be wild, you must not be a gentleman.
Yuya glanced at Ronan three times and did not stop him. Instead, he introduced him to the vehicles participating in today's competition.
"The one in Miura is called Fengzi."
"The one with Huang Chengcheng is called Yuexia Tengu."
"The one with the star sticker is called Pegasus Meteor."
"And the black one on the far side is the best-performing one among them. It's called Rapid River Crab."
Hearing this, Ronan's drinking movements froze.