Nangong Jin pressed the accelerator and zood off, flamboyantly waving his hand, "I’ll wait for you at the top."
Di Mingchen’s vehicle then drove up, the military Humr exuding dominance. He kindly drove at only fifteen miles per hour, trotting along beside Di Mingzhe.
Rolling down the window, he flashed a dashing smile, "Big brother, I’ll keep you company."
"No need for that."
Di Mingzhe’s voice was as indifferent as always, but the corners of his lips betrayed a smile that he couldn’t hide—light, yet enchanting.
It was clear that he was in a rather good mood.
Feeling spurned, Di Mingchen pursed his lips in annoyance, pressed down on the accelerator, and followed suit, waving his hand, "Wishing you both a speedy climb to the top!"
The cars behind followed one after another, throwing teasing remarks, cracking jokes, and playing pranks; Di Xiaxia felt overwheld by it all.
Moreover, she had a feeling that Di Mingzhe seed so foolish in their eyes. She quickly said, "Big brother, why don’t we just drive? It’s okay as long as we’re over it."
Di Mingzhe wanted to prove sothing, wanted to express sothing, which she had already understood.
"No," Di Mingzhe refused, stubborn like a child.
Di Xiaxia didn’t know what else to say, and eventually gave up, continuing to quietly lean on his shoulder, letting him carry her steadily forward.
Di Mingjue’s car was at the forefront, but the mountain road was steep, and at this point, he also dared not drive slowly, so he drove steadily and smoothly.
Di Jinxuan, having been one of the first to start, surprisingly did not drive a car, but walked on the mountain road, puffing and panting.
When Di Mingjue saw her, he naturally rolled down his window and tossed out two simple words, "Get in."
Di Jinxuan stopped in her tracks, naturally walked over to the car, and swiftly opened the door to get in; she had no intention of walking to the top of the mountain.
She had just opened the door, one foot already in, and before the other foot could follow, Nangong Jin’s car had arrived.
Seeing her getting into the car, Nangong Jin stuck his head out of the door, greeting her with overflowing enthusiasm, "Little Xuanxuan, want a ride with Gege?"
Di Jinxuan turned around; under the afterglow, the girl’s face was incredibly pretty—a palm-sized face that was white and delicate, casually tied into a fluffy and refined bun, with flawless facial features.
She looked up at him, her large eyes twinkling, black and bright, her features refined and charming, her cute pert nose, and her rosy unpainted lips.
Nangong Jin’s amber-colored pupils shrank. Damn, Little Xuanxuan was so beautiful!
Just standing there in the afterglow, she looked as pure as an elf who had mistakenly wandered into the mortal world, capturing any mortal’s heart with just a glance.
He was, after all, a re mortal.
He watched her, a hint of possessive desire rising in the depths of his peach blossom eyes—the longing of a man to conquer.
Di Jinxuan watched him for two seconds.
Undoubtedly, the man had an elegant deanor, his stunning features a sight to behold.
His charm was indeed enough to make any woman’s heart flutter.
Yet at that mont, his eyes slightly narrowed seductively, he even extended his tongue to lightly lick his luscious lips, appearing thirsty.
Nangong Jin was indeed a little parched, but to Di Jinxuan, he seed both rascally and rakish.
No matter how charming he was, he wasn’t the one her heart yearned for.
After only two seconds, she diverted her gaze, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly, a frown creasing her brow, and without a word, she climbed into Di Mingjue’s car.
Di Mingjue watched the scene unfold clearly in the rearview mirror, and once Di Jinxuan was in the car, he suddenly shifted into reverse gear, pressing the accelerator, and the car zood backward at high speed.
The road was downhill, so it was easy to imagine Di Jinxuan’s confusion as she blurted out, "Third brother, what are you doing?"
Speaking, Di Jinxuan imdiately turned to look behind.
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