Watching Dong Yuanxi look at him, Chen Xiangbei smiled and asked a question.
"Hmm."
This time Dong Yuanxi didn't avoid it, nodding and responding.
"Do you feel more handsome?"
Hearing Chen Xiangbei suddenly blurt out such a word, Dong Yuanxi was a bit surprised, knowing that the two usually interacted quite seriously.
"No, stop bragging."
Facing Dong Yuanxi's denial, Chen Xiangbei didn't say much, as the other's eyes had already betrayed him.
It must be said that many times people rely on clothes just like horses rely on saddles, racing suits can elevate a driver's look and aura to another level.
Especially when the helmet visor is down, with the whole face hidden in the darkness, it's absolutely fitting for the term "uniform temptation"!
After jokingly saying that, Chen Xiangbei got into the F3 cockpit and drove towards the starting grid of the track.
The higher the level of the formula race, the earlier the preparation time from leaving the pit room to the track.
