Han yichu was driving at full speed. He didn't have any concept of speed in his mind. He only had Huang qingwu in his mind.
Han yichu's heart almost jumped out of his chest.
"Ah ... Slow down, slow down ..."
The driver was sitting in the passenger's seat, and his face was pale as he spoke to han yichu, his voice trembling.
He had been driving the entire time, and he even felt like he was riding a roller coaster. It was too crazy.
He didn't know why this beautiful man was driving so fast. He didn't want to live, okay?
He almost had a heart attack several times.
Even though he had been driving for so many years, he had never seen someone so reckless.
"Ah ... I'm scared to death ... Slow down ... Ah ..."
Han yichu only wanted to get to the airport, and didn't care about what the driver said.
He was just confident that he wouldn't be in any danger.
