C232 The Missing Hu Xiaolu

232 The Missing Hu Xiaolu

Daomiao listened and sat inside, and realized it was very comfortable.

Much more comfortable than the hard-driving one at the driving school, he grinned.

Dugu Haoyan reached out his hand and tied something onto his leg. "Alright, let's try it now.

Daomiao stepped on the accelerator honestly.

Then he saw the green light up ahead.

"Not bad, not bad