C93 50 Million to Make Me Happy Sir
Unfortunately, Jun Huailin was once again ignored.
Not only was there no expression on Lo Fanxing's face, she did not even look at him again.
Her gaze had been fixed on the competition venue.
It was already eighteen laps, and there were only four laps left.
It was about time.
It was time to speed up.
As he was thinking, Fu Yunye had already started to increase the speed of his motorcycle