Urban God-Level Tall, Rich And Handsome

At this time, next to the production crew, there were only dim street lights on the road. Lin Luo saw Fan Bingbing smiled "puchi", and his heart skipped a beat.

Lin Luo thought of a poem, as pretty as a peach in three springs, as clear as a chrysanthemum in nine autumns.

Fan Bingbing slowly came to the back seat of the car.

After more than an hour.

Lin Luo was lying on the back seat, Fan Bingbing was like a kitten, leaning against him docilely.

"Oh! Stinky Ah Luo, this costume needs to be customized for more than a hundred thousand yuan, and it was ruined by you just like that.

Fan Bingbing complained.

"What are you afraid of, isn't it just a few hundred thousand? Tomorrow I will ask the crew to make more pieces, and you can bring some back.

Lin Luo said with a smirk on his face.

Lin Luo looked at the night outside the car window and checked his watch. It was already past seven o'clock.

"Let's go, I'll take you home, we'll talk about the clothes tomorrow, by the way, where do you live now?"

Lin Luo looked back at Fan Bingbing and asked.

"I live at Mimi's house."

Fan Bingbing replied shyly, making Lin Luo's heart skip a beat.

"Don't! You can't wear clothes at all."

Fan Bingbing stopped Lin Luo with a wry smile.

After a while, Lin Luo came to the small villa where Yang Mi was.

Yang Mi was lazily lying on the sofa, watching a TV series, when she heard the sound of the door opening, Yang Mi turned her head to the door, and saw Fan Bingbing standing at the door wearing a tattered imperial costume, only covering important places .

"Bingbing, what's your situation? Which one are you acting in..." Yang Mi looked at Fan Bingbing's outfit and asked curiously.

Fan Bingbing smiled wryly, Lin Luo's figure came out from behind Fan Bingbing.

"Ah Luo, why are you here?" Yang Mi was a little surprised, looking at Fan Bingbing, she understood, "You two have..."

"What's the two of us, don't you?"

Lin Luo said in a loud voice, and walked to the sofa in the living room.

Two hours later, Lin Luo walked out of Yang Mi's villa, took a car, and drove to his home.

On the drive home, Lin Luo thought about today's victory.

A wave of five kills has been completed today.

Lin Luo couldn't help sighing.

Sure enough, the one in the entertainment industry is simply flattered.

But Lin Luo always felt as if something was not done.

By the way, Lin Luo slapped his head, and there is also the matter of asking the little sister Qiu Mingshan to race, but it seems to be nine o'clock now.

In line with the idea that being a human being should not be dishonest, Lin Luo still turned around and drove to Qiu Mingshan on the outskirts of the magic capital.

This is also the first time for Lin Luo to come to this place. This autumn famous mountain is the most suitable mountain for racing in Shanghai. drag racing.

At this time, there are lights everywhere in Qiuming Mountain, illuminating the entire Qiuming Mountain as if it were daytime, without being affected by the night at all.

There is a lot of life in Qiuming Mountain. Standing outside, you can hear the sound of cheering, shouting and quarreling inside.

Going inside, Ferrari, Budiga Veyron, Chevrolet, luxury cars parked here one after another, making people dazzled, it can be seen that there are some rich second generations around

~Are you here to participate in a drag racing competition?" Lin Luo's car had just stopped when a scantily clad girl came up and asked.

"No, I have a date." Lin Luo looked at the exposed girl and said.

"I have an appointment with someone, what's his name, maybe I don't know him." The revealing girl said with a charming smile.

"Uh...that." Lin Luo was suddenly embarrassed, as if he didn't know the name of the little girl.

"You're here, I thought you were intimidated?" Just when Lin Luo was embarrassed, a voice came, Lin Luo looked back, and the little girl (of Liao Nuo) was facing Lin Luo's direction Came over forever.

The little girl looks to be in her twenties. She has a very good figure. She wears a white shirt on her upper body and hot pants on her lower body, revealing her slender thighs. She is at least 90, but her face is full of heavy makeup, which directly makes her feel uncomfortable. Lin Luo pressed the score to sixty.