C992 Change Your Face

On the rugged and narrow mountain road, a motorcycle tricycle hummed forward, with two good-looking men sitting on either side of it. Behind them was a large chopping board, and on the chopping board, the red meat was exuding the expensive smell of the year.

Zheng Yu went close to Bai Yutang's ear and yelled, "My wife, slow down! This car is much faster than the carriage!"

Bai Yutang nodded