But when he saw Ding Yixin lightly touch the corner of his mouth with his tongue, almost like he was savoring the kiss, Rong Xingyu's face slowly turned red too.
He lowered his head and obediently fastened his seat belt again.
There was no special meaning behind that kiss.
Rong Xingyu had only wanted to give Ding Yixin a bit of his good luck.
But why did Dr. Ding's expression look… kind of suggestive?!
Rong Xingyu: Help… stop thinking weird things!
Once everything was ready, the atmosphere among the watching crowd seemed to reach its peak.
A beautiful woman in a very sexy outfit stood between the two cars, holding a flag high in the air.
Rong Zishan was extremely popular here.
The entire audience was shouting his name together.
He rested one hand on the steering wheel and waved confidently to the cheering crowd with the other.
The crowd got even louder.
Rong Zishan whistled and glanced proudly in Ding Yixin's direction.
