Li Fei shrugged: "Whatever, you just want to ride now anyway."
"You scoundrel!" Qin Mengmeng pinched Li Fei's arm hard, "Sometimes you're so serious, and sometimes you're seriously playing rogue."
Li Fei raised an eyebrow: "Most of the time, I'm the latter."
"Well, how about taking me along when you're seriously playing rogue?"
"Sorry, at the moment, I belong to the former."
"Boring, you're so annoying."
On the track, the No. 5 horse gradually caught up and overtook No. 6.
A middle-aged uncle supporting the former stood up excitedly, his throat bursting with louder and higher shouts: "Go No. 5!"
Cen Guanxi seemed furious, turned around, and shouted at the other person: "Damn it, shut up, you motherf***er."
"Young man, aren't you being unreasonable? I support No. 5, what's it got to do with you?"
"Of course it matters. Dare you shout one more time!"
