The Secret Identity of an Extraordinary Son-in-law

The Secret Identity of an Extraordinary Son-in-law
The Profound Softness


Waw!


 



The softness felt all the way to the bone!



 



Everyone around can hear the mysterious girl's love for Steve Lin, which makes the rich and young members of Supercar and Jiden Qiu even harder to understand and trust her.



 



"Damn, what good is he? Make this woman willing to live and die with him!"



 



Gio Lin who was next to him was extremely jealous and furious.



 



In the past, he admired Henny Bai, but after all Henny Bai did not want to divorce Steve Lin.



 



And now!



 



This fucking matrilineal husband could still be liked by a guy like this mysterious girl, which made him crazy.



 



"All right! Since you are willing to go to the world of death with me, your request will be fulfilled in a moment!"



 



Jiden Qiu looked at Steve Lin in annoyance, and then immediately went towards Lamborghini with a beauty beside him.



 



See this scene.



 



Steve Lin and the mysterious girl one by one also got into the car.



 



Lamborghini and Santana came to two tracks and started to prepare.



 



Nguy ngung!



 



The roar of the engine continued to be heard from the two cars.



 



And when you get ready!



 



Another dazzling woman with a miniskirt came to the center of the two race cars, she slowly crouched down, fumbling for a while with her hands facing her thighs.



 



She even removed \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\* from under her short skirt.



 



"Ohhhhhh!"



 



See this scene. The spirit of everyone around was completely ignited, and there were deafening cheers and shouts.



 



This scene made the mysterious girl's pretty face blush.



 



He could not help but glance at Steve Lin. Seeing that Steve Lin was looking behind the scenes with a smile on his face, he could not help but spit, his beautiful face getting hotter and redder!



 



Hu hu hu!



 



Beautiful charming short skirt waving \*\*\*\*\*\* \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\* to the air.



 



Then throw it into the sky!



 



Booms!



 



Lamborghini and Santana, as if they were ordered to start, ran out of the starting line in an instant!



 




 



Hurry along! hurry along! hurry along!



 



In the eyes of everyone, Lamborghini's speed is almost at its maximum.



 



Just rushing out, the speed of the car had reached its peak, like an arrow from a rope, suddenly disappearing in the mountain road ahead.



 



Rather, Santana.



 



Although also running fast, but the speed is much worse than Lamborghini.



 



Almost when Santana reached maximum speed, Lamborghini had disappeared before his eyes.



 



"Hahaha..... Did you see it? It's just getting started, and Mr. Jiden's Lamborghini has already gone two or three hundred meters!"



 



"Look, Mr. Jiden's shortest time on Mount Guoluo is only forty minutes, and this Santana, I'm afraid won't be able to go down for three hours!"



 



"Cihh! Three hours, I think, this car, I'm afraid it won't be down for life!"



 



"…..."



 



The Supercar members shook their heads, in their eyes, Santana was left behind from the start, it was really like a joke.



 



The two cars disappeared from everyone's sight.



 



Everyone cheered in front of the electronic screen.



 



Inside this electronic screen is a video image.



 



Almost the entire Guoluo Mountain was covered.



 



They can view the itinerary and status of both vehicles from the electronic screen.



 



Especially when everyone saw that Lamborghini had pulled Santana further and further, the mockery echoed even more.



 



"Look, it's a mile away! Just a few minutes, and Santana has gone out of sight. These cars really aren't stressful!"



 



"Seven hundred meters, hahaha, quickly one kilometer!"



 



"Now a thousand meters! Done, Santana could be declared a loser!"



 



The faces of the Supercar members were full of excitement and cheerfulness.



 



So easy to lose!



 



For them, this completely takes away the fun in racing.



 



In the eyes of everyone, the distance between Lamborghini and Santana is getting further and further.



 



From one thousand meters to one thousand two thousand, one thousand five thousand!