Song Xiaodong found that adjusting He Lingzhi's body position by grabbing her chest was incredibly effective. With just a little force, he could make He Lingzhi move precisely, and most importantly, it felt pretty good.
The elasticity of her chest was simply superb; none of the women at home could compare to her.
"Damn!" All He Lingzhi could see right now was the Lamborghini in front of her. The distance between her and the opponent was always around ten meters, yet she couldn't overtake them.
Moreover, they were already halfway up the mountain road, and if she didn't come up with a plan soon, she was going to lose.
"Don't worry, keep this speed, and we'll overtake him on the last corner," Song Xiaodong sensed He Lingzhi's impatience and quickly reminded her.
"The last corner, are you confident?" He Lingzhi frowned and asked.
"Don't worry, I won't let my woman lose for a mere bet."
He Lingzhi gritted her teeth and said, "Damn, if you dare let me lose, I'll become his woman."
