This short track rally is a city invitational tournament, which only invites some registered rally players to participate. The extra quota depends on the recommendation wishes of each club.

Without saying a word, the manager sent the invitation letter to Zhong Yanzhai and Lynch.

"Do you go?" Lynch asked Zhong Yanzhai.

The two of them have been running-in for a short time, and it only takes three months to complete the game. It is a bit too risky to participate in the competition as a team.

Zhong Yanzhai looked at Lynch, and Lynch was also looking at him. The moment he contacted his eyes, Zhong Yanzhai had already made the final decision, "Let's go."

The edge of the city is the boundless sea. The sea water is not clear enough and does not support the tourism industry. Only a few residents of this city look at the sunset after dinner in the evening.

The yellowed sea water brought the mud and sand to the shore, and the salty sea breeze rushed towards the tip of his nose. The empty sea surface seemed particularly empty. Lynch sat on the embankment and took a deep breath.

The sea breeze blew up the hem of Zhong Yanzhai's T-shirt, and the sunset shone on his face, with a faint warmth and a slightly drunken affection. Zhong Yanzhai didn't say anything, but just stood silently behind Lynch.

Lynch bent his legs and leaned back his hands. "I felt a little panicked," he turned his head and looked at Zhong Yanzhai, "What do you think we can get?"

Zhong Yanzhai looked at the blurry sea level, and the sharp outline dyed oil paintings in the sunset. He was silent for a while and said, "Middle section and left."

Lynch almost broke open, "It's only mid-term?"

"I've seen the list of contestants," Zhong Yanzhai said objectively, "All of them are very experienced drivers, and the mid-section is already the ideal result I expected."

Lynch: "..." I really don't have the awareness of cheating the male lead.

"Don't put too much burden on the results," Zhong Yanzhai rubbed the top of his head and said lightly, "Enjoy the game."

Lynch's pupils magnified slightly. A proud cool guy like Zhong Yanzhai could say such words like showing weakness. Lynch was surprised and suddenly thought that Zhong Yanzhai saw his uneasiness and said this.

Let's comfort him and enlighten him.

Thinking of this, Lynch raised his hand and grabbed Zhong Yanzhai's palm.

Zhong Yanzhai's hands are big, with long knuckles and clean nails, and look like pianist's hands. Who would have thought that such a pair of beautiful and clean hands would control the speed of human beings?

Lynch embedded his fingers into Zhong Yanzhai's fingers and gently clamped them, "You're right, enjoy the game." Enjoy every time he was with him.

The competition schedule was tight, so Lynch and Zhong Yanzhai quickly packed their luggage and went to the participating city with the team members to adapt to the city's climate in advance.

The northern cities are colder faster, with a large temperature difference between day and night. Lynch and Zhong Yanzhai were still wearing T-shirts when they were on the plane in the city at noon, and they had to wear thin coats when they landed in the middle of the night. They felt a little cool and slid into their necks.

Lynch held his hand in his pocket and sighed, "How come it feels like it's almost winter."

"It's almost winter here in October," the manager said. "I heard it's snowing on the mountains here."

Lynch paused, his face was a little bad. Could it be that he would run on the snow track?

Snow tracks, especially snow-capped mountains, are stages with high risk factors in rallying.

The rally itself has the nickname of "death event", and the snow mountain is the god of death in the rally.

The results of the competition can be calm, but life cannot be.

To be honest, Lynch is not worried about a big problem in Zhong Yanzhai. Zhong Yanzhai is the male protagonist and the pillar of the fortune of the small world. As long as the small world still wants to continue running, it will not cause trouble for Zhong Yanzhai no matter what.

Lynch was afraid that he would not have such good luck.

The alliance lifted the life restrictions, but did not promise that Lynch would live a hundred years in every small world. He still had the possibility of accidental death, just like the plane crash when he left Di Lan.

Lynch's heavy expression remained in the hotel. When the manager took out two room cards from him and Zhong Yanzhai, Lynch woke up from a dream and subconsciously said, "I'll sleep separately from Xiaozhong?"

"Yes," the manager was a little confused, "Isn't it good to sleep in two rooms?"

Lynch wanted to speak but stopped, and his expression was hard to describe.

The manager with a level ten wink immediately said: "Don't worry, our club is rich."

Lynch: "..." Who is worried about the club's economic situation?

Zhong Yanzhai had already drawn one of the room cards and said to the manager: "Let's sleep together."

"Ah?" The manager blushed slightly, "I, it's not very convenient for me."

Zhong Yanzhai was too lazy to pay attention to him and said to Lynch: "Go."

Manager: "..." It turns out that it was not about him.

After a second awkwardness in place, the manager followed up with the room card, "Xiao Zhong, I booked a big bed room!"

The big bed room is not only not annoying to Lynch, but also very accustomed to it. After the manager confirmed that there was no problem, he left. This time he finally had a wink and closed the door considerately for them.

It seems that Xiao Zhong and Xiao Lin get along well. The manager saw the harmony between the two. When they closed the door, they were happy. Somehow, there was a snicker on the corner of their mouths.

Lynch breathed a sigh of relief, threw his backpack, fell directly onto the big bed, and murmured: "Snow Mountain... can't be so cruel."

"Since I have specially set up the track here, there is no reason not to take advantage of the special terrain here," Zhong Yanzhai picked up the backpack that Lynch threw on the ground and put it on the sofa, put his backpack there, and looked down at his eyes with his hands around his hands.

The godless Lynch, "Are you scared?"

Lynch glanced at him and nodded honestly, "I'm afraid."

Lynch's style has always been free and free. The word "fear" has never appeared in his life. If he is afraid, he would not choose to race.

"Why?" Zhong Yanzhai said.

The chandelier above his head exuded a dazzling light and penetrated his eyelashes. Lynch blinked, "I can't explain it clearly, I don't know, I'm afraid of death anyway," he took a deep breath, his chest slowly undulating.

"I don't want to end like this." Even the destined parting still wants to delay until the last second.

A prodigal son is a bird.

They fly freely.

One day, a line suddenly appeared on his feet, and he suddenly became afraid of flying too high and could not see the other end of the line.

Zhong Yanzhai grabbed the line.

Lynch was immersed in his self-predictions of "I want to die" when he was suddenly pressed by Zhong Yanzhai, who was suddenly leaning over and hugging him, and coughed violently, "Fuck, you are murdering your husband!"

Zhong Yanzhai kissed his neck, hugged Lynch in silence, and reduced the blackening value to 10%.

Lynch was confused. As expected, the honest child had candy to eat. He just explained his fear of death. Is Zhong Yanzhai so happy?

Lynch patted Zhong Yanzhai on the shoulder.

The two of them didn't say anything, just hugged them quietly.

What broke the warm tranquility was a series of loud grunts in Lynch's stomach, like hiccups, and it was completely uncontrollable after starting.

Lynch: "..." It was very touching, but very hungry.

Half an hour later, the takeaway arrived, Lynch rubbed his hands and ate barbecue, the roasted pork belly was wrapped in tin foil, carefully uncovered, and a hot air with the aroma of meat came towards him. Lynch took a breath intoxicatedly and took out a string of sprinkles.

After taking the roasted pork belly of the chili noodles, he almost cried happily. After stroking a string, he handed the ice cola to Lynch at the right time. Lynch drank a bite, so spicy

'Ha' said, "It's great-"

Zhong Yanzhai was eating kebabs with his legs crossed and glanced at him. The person who said in a daze that he was afraid of death just now didn't know where he ran away.

As a powerful young man, Lynch had a good appetite and could continue to indulge in the joy of barbecue. He ate a little fluttered. He raised his legs and placed his feet on Zhong Yanzhai's thighs.

Zhong Yanzhai turned his face, Lynch took a sip of Coke and raised an eyebrow at him.

Zhong Yanzhai lowered his head, Lynch was wearing white socks on his feet, and sat on the plane for the afternoon. It was night again, and his feet were a little swollen. The socks were tightly clamped around his ankles, the snow-white socks and jeans that were bent upstream with their knees slightly upstream.

There is a little clean bronze skin in the middle.

Lynch pulled another string and suddenly said, "Oh, sheep's waist, I didn't order it, did you order it?"

Zhong Yanzhai didn't touch his phone from beginning to end except for paying money. Regarding Lynch's frame-up, he picked up the ice beer at his hand and took a sip of it, and said lightly: "Well, I ordered it, I'll make up for it."

Lynch kicked him lightly, with great intentions, his strength was neither light nor heavy, and his position was not biased.

The so-called "full and warmth" thinking xx.

My stomach was seven or eight minutes full, and the air conditioner in the room gradually increased, making my skin dry and itchy.

Lynch needs moisturizing in urgent need.

Zhong Yanzhai was like an old monk entering into meditation, siping his beer sips in one bite. He seemed to have no reaction to Lynch's harassment.

Lynch gently crushed the soles of his feet and said with a smile: "Brother, what's the point that makes my feet hurt."

Zhong Yanzhai turned his head and it was him who drank, but Lynch, who drank Coke, seemed to be drunk, his cheeks were red, and his eyes were enthusiastic and bold in telling the invitation.

Zhong Yanzhai covered Lynch's instep with his big hands.

Lynch put down the Coke, and the aluminum cup and glass tabletop gently knocked.

The jeans were completely stripped off, leaving only a pair of neatly worn white cotton socks. Lynch was treated roughly by Zhong Yanzhai for a long time.

After all, unlike the last time there were only two people at the training ground, there were many staff and managers accompanying the hotel. They were too many people and were afraid that the bed would be dirty. The room service would be exposed the next day. Lynch was pressed to the wall.

The skin that was getting hot was pressed against the slightly cold wall, Lynch shivered for a moment, and raised his head and showed a crying look.

One knee was lifted by the man's strong arms, his muscles were undulating like waves in the swaying, and his toes curled deeply under the constraints of white cotton socks.

Lynch's whole body tensed, his chin was twisted, he opened his lips and poked his tongue out to exchange a sweaty kiss with Zhong Yanzhai.

"It's stuck," Zhong Yanzhai kissed his hair, "Don't dirty the carpet."

Lynch curled his lips lazyly, "I'm riding into the bathroom, right?"

Every provocation of Lynch always brings another war. There is no scruple in the bathroom, and all the traces will be washed away along the warm current, along with the saliva they exchanged in their mouths and something else.

With her feet on the slippery ceramic tiles, it became difficult to stand firmly. Lynch grabbed the metal handrail of the bathroom glass door with no choice.

Zhong Yanzhai is like the worst horse trainer. The more trembling and unsteady Lynch stands, the more he has to be fierce and merciless.

Lynch is like a small boat roaring and undulating on the sea.

The huge waves rush the boat to the point of swaying. The huge waves poured into the cracks in the hull, and rode the storm and flew back and forth like a whip. The water was about to flood the ship.

Lynch tightened the handrail, and white waves flashed in his mind, drowned completely in this pleasure.
Chapter completed!