The translator stood to one side, not even having the chance to say goodbye before Zhongli Wuzhi had already swung the Ferrari around and sped off.
Princess Chinian gripped her seat belt tightly, feeling only the whistling wind beside her ear, her face slightly stinging from the rush, her hair flying wildly.
Her gray eyes were even stung by the wind.
After driving a few kilometers, Zhongli Wuzhi gradually slowed down and pulled down the convertible top of the sports car.
Princess Chinian still felt the whooshing of the wind in her ears, which suddenly got blocked out, making her slightly uncomfortable, and she shivered subconsciously!
Zhongli Wuzhi burst into laughter.
Princess Chinian's face turned red again.
Zhongli chuckled, glancing at her from the corner of his eye, then said, "You can't wear that outfit, let's go change it first."
Huh?
