Bai Weiwei glanced at the red Ferrari, and this handsome and rich upstart.
Then she pointed to his hair, "It's too long."
This long hair is simply not mainstream.
Yu Moqian reached out and touched his long hair, "But I'm used to it."
His hair has always been this long, and he hasn't changed his hairstyle in a hundred years.
Bai Weiwei tried to reach out and touched the back of his hand, it was really hot.
Anyone who sees it thinks that Yu Moqian is a human being.
Now the ghost is so arrogant.
Yu Moqian looked down at her hand, and then he couldn't help holding it back. The entanglement of fingers and fingers was the same temperature.
He couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled.
Although this body was drawn, it could not last, but it gave him an illusion.
He was further away from her.
Bai Weiwei reached out and tugged at his long hair, Yu Mo tilted his head, and his head fell.
head off...
Yu Moqian immediately stretched out his hand to hold his head, put it back together, and with a click, it was as good as before.
Bai Weiwei: "..."
Yu Moqian: "This is a body formed with brush and ink. The neck is very fragile, and it will break if you pull it."
Bai Weiwei stiffened for a long time before stammering, "You can use some better ink."
Yu Moqian smiled with crooked eyes, "Well, okay, use some good ink next time."
Bai Weiwei: Come here a few more times, she will be scared to death.
Yu Moqian opened the car door, "I'll take you to the hotel."
After all, the Fuze in his account is not used, and it is rotten there.
It was rare to have Bai Weiwei to use for him, and he felt very happy.
Bai Weiwei looked at this flamboyant red Ferrari, she hadn't ridden in a famous car for a long time.
She happily got into the car, this soft feeling was a bit wrong...
But it's still a car.
Yu Moqian stood innocently outside the car door and looked at Bai Weiwei.
Bai Weiwei is touching the seat belt, "Why don't you drive?"
Yu Moqian was a little embarrassed and scratched his face with his fingers, and then said, "I can't drive."
Riding a horse would do.
Older cars have also been driven.
But this... not really.
Bai Weiwei: "..."
Well, don't embarrass him, Old Antique.
Bai Weiwei rolled up her sleeves, "I'll drive, you come up."
Yu Moqian's smile brightened instantly.
He got into the car immediately, and Bai Weiwei sat in the driver's seat and touched the steering wheel. She hadn't driven such an expensive car for a long time, and she enjoyed it a few times.
Yu Moqian sat, his big black eyes, because of the gloss, he didn't have two eyes like ordinary people.
Even clearer and brighter.
Bai Weiwei drove the car out.
He smiled at her.
It seems to draw a car for her to play with. She is happy and he is happy too.
Bai Weiwei was driving, and it was raining.
She didn't pay attention at first, after all, the car didn't open the hood.
But she suddenly felt rain dripping on her face, and her hair was hit by the rain.
Bai Weiwei was a little dazed for a while, strange, did the rain splash in from the window
She looked up and saw that the Ferrari was melting away in the rain.
Bai Weiwei: "..."
Silence, silence again.
Then she found that the steering wheel in her hand was gone.
The brakes are gone, and the throttle is gone.
She sat in the void, drenched in rain, and moved forward rapidly.
Most of the car has melted away, and two of the wheels have disappeared.
Bai Weiwei felt that she was so close to being killed in a car accident.
And it will definitely become a headless koan after death.