C1040 Prodigy

He didn't know if it was because of the race, but Dong Xiuming's demand was especially strong.

Once Chen Yan and Dong Xiuming played... Well, two in the morning.

So he was afraid.

Three o'clock? Doesn't this kill me?

Dong Xiuming smiled evilly and pinched Chen Yan's Adam's apple.

Chen Yan's hand that was holding the steering wheel shook.

"Ding … congratulations, Host