Chapter 73 Paper Crane(2/2)
"You can think so." Song Ying smiled, "But I prefer to call this a privilege...the privilege of the Song family."
Luo Qiu was not very resistant to new attempts, and driving a luxury sports car was also a good experience. Luo Qiu readily agreed.
The two exchanged positions. Luo Qiu looked at the steering wheel and a bunch of dashboards, and suddenly felt like he had no idea where to start. Song Ying started the engine directly at this time and said calmly: "The basic operations are the same, but this car I
It was modified later. Don’t press the accelerator too much when starting. It’s your first time driving, so you need to get used to it. Come on, put your hand here..."
Song Ying even grabbed Luo Qiu's palm and placed it on the steering wheel, "Don't drive a supercar with one hand."
The viper walked slowly and steadily on the winding mountain road. Song Ying nodded and said: "It adapts very quickly. You can try to speed up. Pay attention to the front. There are many bends on this mountain road..."
He is a very qualified 'coach'.
"Where are we going next?" Luo Qiu looked at Song Ying and asked, "Is it to the top of the mountain?"
There is already a forked road ahead, an uphill road and a downhill road.
"I'm not interested in accompanying you to the top of the mountain to watch the sunrise." Song Ying said, "Come down the mountain. I'll tell you how to go after you get off the mountain... The speed is still too slow, please go faster."
"It's okay." Luo Qiu shook his head: "There is a speed limit here."
"I said, don't pay attention to these rules." Song Ying frowned and said, "Rules are made by people and are meant to be broken."
Luo Qiu shook his head and said, "That would be a mess."
Song Ying sneered and shook her head. She simply opened the car window and let the night breeze blow in. Although the performance of this sports car was not fully utilized, it seemed to have been stably maintained at the speed limit. The sound of the engine was still there.
Echoing in the mountains.
Song Ying gradually discovered that although there was no high speed, this guy drove unexpectedly smoothly... It seemed that he was stably maintaining the same speed?
how did you do that?
"Your car is quite stable." Song Ying frowned.
Luo Qiu said softly: "I'm used to it...Someone in my family is sometimes too tired from work and falls asleep in the car. If the driving is too bumpy, it will wake her up."
"Really..." Song Ying was thoughtful, and then suddenly said: "Turn left ahead and drive in from Third Avenue. You accompany me to a place. I heard that you understand the writing and language here? That's OK, you
Just keep driving along Third Avenue and stop at the Dynasty Hotel. I'll take a squint first."
"OK."
Song Ying closed her eyes. Apart from the sound of the engine starting, she really felt quite peaceful... Unconsciously, she felt really sleepy.
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Later, Song Ying's head tilted, and then her body tilted forward. However, because she was wearing a seat belt, she was immediately restrained, causing her to wake up.
When Song Ying woke up, she found that she was still in the car. She looked around and found that the car had stopped. About forty or fifty meters ahead was the entrance of the Dynasty Hotel that she had mentioned before.
The sports car was parked in a parking space next to the highway.
She looked towards Luo Qiu and found that this guy was folding something with banknotes... it seemed to be a paper crane.
"How long have we been here?" Song Ying frowned.
"It's been a while." Luo Qiu concentrated on folding the banknote paper crane in his hand and said softly: "I thought you must be quite tired, so I didn't wake you up."
Song Ying subconsciously checked the time on her phone...it was past twelve o'clock, twelve thirty-nine.
She remembered that it was probably just after ten o'clock when she started going down the mountain. The journey from the mountain trail to the hotel was about less than half an hour.
This guy……
"Boring." Song Ying stared at Luo Qiu, "It's a waste of time!"
Luo Qiu smiled and said: "But you should have regained your energy. It's not a loss."
Luo Qiu placed the folded banknote paper crane on the steering wheel.
"get off!"
Song Ying suddenly opened the car door, but felt inexplicably irritated.
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Almost at the same time, a black private car also drove up to the intersection of China Street.
Almost all shops have closed, and restaurants have entered the final stage of closing. Only about two or three bars are still open.
Chapter completed!