"Ah!" Allen was so frightened that he screamed. He had never expected that his mistress would drive even faster than him. "Mistress, slow down."
"Is this fast? I think it's okay." Chen Meng'er said it was okay, but she was still stepping on the accelerator.
Hearing Chen Meng'er's words, the frown lines on Allen's forehead were impossibly deep. "You're about to break the accelerator. Are you still okay?" After getting into the car, Allen felt that his whole body was in a bad state. "Mistress, do you even have a license?"
Allen's brain was completely out of order because he was scared by Chen Meng'er. He even asked such a question.
"No. However, do you think I care?"
"No…" Allen's head drooped. Why did he suddenly ask such a stupid question?
In their circle, whether one knew how to drive or not was completely different from having a license or not.
