C163 I'm Afraid They're All Worn out by a Layer

One hundred and sixty-three, I'm afraid.

"Hello, teacher." Daomiao was too polite.

"Just call me coach." The coach looked at his forehead in the rear-view mirror. Fortunately, it was a bruise, and the bleeding point was small. It had already formed into a scab.

"Come, let me tell you, this is the steering wheel …" The coach began to teach Daomiao.

Outside, Hee Fei did not leave. Instead