"Holy crap! Boss Dai! This thing is so cool!" Ma Hongjun rubbed his eyes and exclaimed in exaggerated surprise.
Dai Mubai stared wide-eyed, his eyes filled with fascination and longing.
They were already fantasizing about how many girls would look at them and how many hearts they would win if they could drive such a cool vehicle into the city.
In fact, most of these girls would even take the initiative to throw themselves into his arms!
"Thump!"
Dongfang Yao's heart skipped a beat!
She panicked instantly, frantically reaching for the Gemini necklace around her neck and taking out a small makeup mirror.
She turned her back and hurriedly looked at her face.
"It's all over! It's all over!"
After finishing training, she found herself covered in sweat, her face flushed, with a few strands of hair sticking to her cheeks and forehead, and her training clothes soaked with sweat.
"What do I do? What do I do? How could they come so fast? Didn't they say they were still in Gengxin City last night? I haven't showered, haven't put on makeup, haven't worn my new dress, haven't... Ahhh, it's all Yu Xiaogang's fault!!!"
She was so anxious that she kept stamping her feet on the spot.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing had never seen Dongfang Yao so out of control, and they couldn't help but exchange a surprised glance.
"Yao'er, what's wrong?" Ning Rongrong asked, puzzled, squinting as she looked ahead. "Do you know the people in that car?"
Zhu Zhuqing reacted even faster; who else could make Yao'er care so much about her image?
She covered her mouth in surprise, then immediately took out some simple face powder from her storage soul tool: "Yao'er, don't panic, quick, let me touch it up for you. He definitely won't mind."
That's what they say.
But Dongfang Yao herself was extremely concerned!
The meaning of their conversation couldn't be clearer.
Ning Rongrong's eyes widened instantly, her voice filled with suppressed excitement as she whispered, "Could it be... could it be that he's the person Yao'er likes?"
"Shh!" Zhu Zhuqing held up a finger, signaling not to speak yet. "Rongrong, you can help too. Just make sure your makeup looks natural!"
"Oh, leave it to me! Yao'er, tighten your skirt a bit more, it will show off your figure better!" Ning Rongrong immediately chimed in.
Just as the three women were hiding behind everyone with their backs to them, secretly helping Dongfang Yao tidy up her appearance.
Directly ahead, three avant-garde supercars, with deep roars, came to a steady stop not far from the Shrek group.
The silver-gray car in the lead even executed a precise and beautiful drift to a stop, kicking up a cloud of dust and the sound of friction.
Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai, and Oscar stared wide-eyed, filled with envy.
Who the hell is this? Acting so pretentious??
Tang San, though equally envious, had his eyes fixed on the person who got out of the driver's seat.
Although the other person was wearing sunglasses, their striking silver-white hair gave him a strange sense of familiarity.
"Ah Jing, how did you park this car?" Wang Qiu'er jumped out of her orange sports car, took off her sunglasses, and walked to Dongfang Jing's side with a look of surprise. "After this is all over, can you teach me?"
Dongfang Jing smiled and nodded: "You mean drifting? No problem."
His gaze then shifted to the red supercar next to him.
The car door spun upwards, and a long, slender, perfectly curved, snow-white leg gracefully stepped out and landed on the ground.
Xue Di slowly stood up and gently brushed her long hair, which had fallen over her shoulders, behind her head.
She was wearing black sunglasses, which obscured part of her face.
But the nobility and aloofness that she exuded in every gesture were like that of an ice queen CEO who controlled everything and was worth trillions.
However,
When her gaze met that of the mannequin through her sunglasses, the corners of her lips curled up slightly: "Can you teach me too? I think driving... um, is quite interesting."
Dongfang Jing readily agreed: "Okay."
"You're willing to teach Xue'er, so you can't leave me behind!" Hyotei lightly jumped down from the passenger seat, smiling with her eyes crinkling.
After leaving the far north, the group continued their journey.
Only during the night's rest did the group have the opportunity for in-depth conversation.
Although they had only known each other for less than half a month, the icy aloofness that the two emperors of ice and snow had initially displayed had already melted away considerably.
Their relationship has also grown closer without them even realizing it.
"Don't worry, Hyotei-senpai, I'll teach you too."
"Hey!" Hyotei immediately puffed out his cheeks, feigning displeasure. "That's going too far! It's like I'm some kind of old man!"
She stood with her hands on her hips, expressing her protest.
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Jing felt a strong urge to complain.
Do you mean I have to guess your age, you little girl?
But reason told him that if he revealed his thoughts too obviously, he would definitely be taught a lesson by this Northern Heavenly King.
"Then what should I call you?"
Hyotei crossed his arms, a slender finger lightly tapping his chin, his eyes darting around as he pondered.
His gaze inadvertently swept over Ah Yin, who stood quietly to the side.
His eyes lit up immediately, and he had an idea.
"Just call us whatever you call Gintoki," Hyotei deliberately drawled, mimicking the affectionate way Brigitte usually addressed him: "Little—Mirror—ko? Hehehe~"
Hyotei laughed at themselves, and chuckled mischievously.
Dongfang Jing's lips twitched slightly, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at Bi Ji.
All that could be seen was that Brigitte's face was covered by a light veil, revealing her gentle and tender eyes.
But Dongfang Jing, who had spent five years with her, keenly sensed a subtle and barely perceptible low pressure beneath her gentle exterior.
Master seems a little unhappy.
He then looked at Ah Yin.
In fact, according to seniority and age, Dongfang Jing should address A Yin as "Auntie".
But what woman doesn't like to be called younger?
The nickname "Sister Ayin" is the best proof of this.
"Ahem," Dongfang Jing coughed lightly, deciding to end the topic quickly and decisively. "Alright, then I'll be more casual from now on."
He turned to Hyotei: "Hyou-nee."
"Uh..." Hyotei's expression froze.
It's true that you should call me "sister," but I didn't tell you to call me "Bing'er"! Isn't calling me "Sister Bing'er" a bit too intimate?
Dongfang Jing couldn't read minds, so how would he know what she was thinking?
Still following her own train of thought, she turned her gaze to the aloof and ethereal Snow Emperor.
Staring directly into Xue Di's eyes, his tone became slightly unnatural: "Sister Xue Xue'er."
The Snow Emperor didn't seem to care about this.
On the contrary, she found the title novel.
Although she adopted the Ice Bear King Xiaobai, Xiaobai also regarded her as his mother.
But ultimately, it was a relationship between an adoptive mother and an adoptive son.
As the absolute ruler of the far north ice plains, the natural pressure he exerts on all the far north soul beasts makes Xiaobai's behavior always carry a hint of awe, making it difficult for him to act like a real son and act spoiled towards his mother without any restraint.
At that moment, she heard Dongfang Jing call her Sister Xue'er.
A slight ripple stirred in the heart of this ice-elemental maiden, who was formed from the purest ice-elemental energy in the world and had been alone for hundreds of thousands of years without parents.
It seems like I've gained a human brother?
This younger brother is clearly fearless, treating her with affection yet respect.
Thinking of this, her sky-blue eyes flickered slightly.
He tried to speak, his clear voice carrying a hint of awkwardness: "Brother Jing?"
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