C124 Hold Me Tight Please

Holding the phone between his shoulders, he pressed the steering wheel with both hands.

"Qianxun." Jee Xiaobei heard the piercing sound of a horn and shouted anxiously.

"Jee Xiaobei, the car is out of control. 180 kilometers. I can't slow it down." He told Jee Xiaobei about the situation.

"Where are you going?" Jee Xiaobei asked.

I told him the way, and he calmly told me, "Don't be scared now