C470 Weird Threeman Walk

"Uh, sure, I'm already speeding up." Zhenzhen glanced awkwardly out the window, slowly pressing down on the gas pedal.

Zeyan, sitting in the passenger seat, chuckled softly, unbuckling his seatbelt. "Let's switch. I'll drive."

Zhenzhen hesitated, quickly glancing at him. "No need, I can handle it."

"At this pace, we might not get there until morning. Then Yaotian will give me a hard time