C812 Hand over the Car

When Xuan Xuan saw the yellow-hair get off the car, she naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity to mock him. After so long, Xuan Xuan had always been the loser. Now that she had won, she was still unhappy for a while!

Xuan Xuan walked directly in front of her yellow hair, revealing an unprecedented smile, "Yellow-hair, don't you claim to be the world's number one car god