The Sea King Sends the Scumbags to the Crematorium | BL, MTL

Chapter 25: Lust makes you lose your mind

The sudden emergency brake caused Lin Jianxi to lean forward suddenly due to inertia, and he was severely tightened by the seat belt.

"Hiss..." He couldn't help but take a deep breath, subconsciously turned his head to look at Qiao Mochuan, and asked blankly: "What's wrong?"

The man put his slender and strong arms on the steering wheel, his face looked very ugly, and his tone was stiff: "Nothing, I just suddenly had a headache."

"Headache?" Lin Jianxi frowned when he heard the word, "Then why don't you let me drive instead?"

The shy blush on his face had faded, and his expression was serious and earnest, with only obvious worry between his brows.

Seeing this, Qiao Mochuan felt a little relieved, and his voice softened unconsciously: "It's okay, I actually-"

"But what if there's a traffic accident and someone gets hit?" Lin Jianxi interrupted him with a look of disapproval, "Even if it's just hitting a street lamp or a railing, it's still dangerous."

Qiao Mochuan: "..."

All the girlfriends he dated in the past would feel so distressed when they saw him frown. When he caught a cold, they would make soup for him and send him medicine. They were so gentle and considerate.

But the man in front of me was so good. He clearly heard him say that he had a headache, but he didn't even ask about his physical condition. After talking about all sorts of things, he even worried about the railings and street lights. Should he also pay attention to the green belts on the roadside?

"And the green belt on the Jinhu Bay side is newly built, so don't ruin it." Lin Jianxi curled his lips and added.

Qiao Mochuan was completely speechless.

Beep beep——

A sharp horn suddenly sounded behind him, and someone was already urging him in a bad tone. Although this section of the road was quite wide, his car was parked across the middle of the road, which was indeed a big obstacle.

It was such a bad luck this year. Qiao Mochuan became even more irritable. He raised his hand and honked the horn loudly in response.

"Hold on tight." He opened both windows as wide as possible, started the engine quickly, stepped on the accelerator and sped away.

The air conditioner in the car was not turned off, and it was emitting cold air. The hot air outside was rushing into the car. The alternating feeling of hot and cold was not comfortable, and Lin Jianxi frowned unconsciously.

"Hey, slow down." He reminded her quickly. His long bangs were blown by the wind between his eyebrows, showing a messy beauty.

Qiao Mochuan turned a deaf ear to the sound. There was a three-way intersection in front of him. He turned the steering wheel sharply to the right and turned into a dark road with few vehicles and pedestrians. His speed became increasingly crazy, almost brushing the curb as he sped past. Even his ears were buzzing from the wind.

"Qiao Mochuan!" The young man stopped calling him "Mr. Qiao" as usual, and simply called him by his name. "This is a main road, not a racetrack."

But the man, who was angry, didn't listen to him. He just snorted softly and started to speak in a sarcastic tone.

"Don't worry, I've been on this road hundreds of times. I can remember the road conditions with my eyes closed. There's no one or car ahead, and the street lights and fences are a dozen feet away from us. Why are you panicking?"

Lin Jianxi was anxious and blurted out: "Who said that? You were driving so fast and the wind was so strong. Wouldn't your head hurt even more in a while?"