Chapter 952 The Loser Became the Winner's Servant for a Day (Must-See)

How could Peng Hanxi and Mingyu not see such an obvious provocation?

"Uh huh, want to play racing with dad?"

A trace of cunning flashed in his calm eyes.

Then Peng Hanxi stuck his head out of the car again: "Louis, your car is not as good as mine!"

Kokoda, his super sports car will not be as good as a small broken car?

What kind of international joke is this?

Louis has a soft spot for various sports cars since he was a child, and he is also one of the few heirs in the circle who understand cars.

Every time many friends want to buy a car, they always come to him first to inquire about the news, and finally buy the sports car they like under his recommendation.

But since this heir of the Peng family who drives a small broken car dares to laugh at him?

If he didn't give her a good meal today, she wouldn't know why the flowers are so popular?

"Louis, do you dare to compete with me?"

Before Louis could get away from his anger, Peng Hanxi's handsome face protruded from the car window again.

Under the dazzling sunlight, the man's fair and delicate skin was still glowing with a creamy luster, like the best cream, making one unable to resist wanting to step forward and take a sip.

If Louis dared not accept such a blatant challenge, wouldn't that ruin his reputation as a car god in the aristocratic circle?

"Peng, let's talk about the punishment for the loser first?"

Since it is a game, there must be winners and losers.

The winner must always be rewarded, so that it will appear fair!

As if he knew that Louis would say that, Peng Hanxi still had an inexplicable smile on his lips: "You have decided."

"Then don't you regret it?" Louis said with a proud face.

"Don't worry, I don't regret it." As long as you don't regret it.

A triumphant smile flashed across the corner of Louis' mouth, and he said, "How about the loser being the winner's servant for a day?"

In Luis's view, his supercar wins anyway.

Letting the heir of the Peng family be his servant for a day, speaking out will definitely add a touch of color to his life.

"Okay..." Peng Hanxi seemed to agree nonchalantly.

Louis: "..."

The idiot is really an idiot, such a small broken car, actually wants to compare with his supercar?

If you lose then, don't cry!

The two quickly delineated the race distance, and then both parked the car on the side of the road to prepare.

Looking at someone's obviously much more lively smile, Mingyu has already started to pray for that person named Louis.

Every time he did something bad, the smile on the corner of this guy's mouth always became more lively.

If it wasn't for holding back some big moves, would this shrewd iron cock agree to the game so easily?

From Mingyu's point of view, Peng Hanxi's little broken car has no trace of modification at all, can he really win?

Forget it, if he loses at that time, at worst, he will be that person's servant himself.

Anyway, there are still relatively few people who know him here, and he won't be thrown into the country if he is ashamed!

When Peng Hanxi was preparing, she certainly didn't expect that the people around her had already thought so much about her.

The warm little hand suddenly grabbed Mingyu's big hand, with a characteristic evil smile on the corner of his mouth, Peng Hanxi couldn't help but reminded tremblingly: "Master Ming, don't be afraid, your boyfriend will definitely not let you get hurt, okay?" ?”

Well, after Peng Hanxi automatically brought in the character of a good boyfriend, he always felt that the silent Ming Yu was scared.

As a perfect lover, of course she needs to comfort her first.

Seventh watch. It's over, okay~