After hurriedly washing his face, he headed out to Professor Ye's workshop.
Even before the little bull-horse's throttle had roared to life, it had already halted, its two large headlights gazing at him resentfully.
Lately, it hadn't been called "my little darling" or "my treasure." Spending every day in the basement, it seemed to carry a scent of other cars when it appeared. Now that it barely got to drive, and the drive was over before it even started, it had an indifferent look all over its face...
So, love ends, doesn't it?
Ji Jue slapped its hood to indicate that it shouldn't make such a fuss just because it wasn't upgraded with that new nitrogen light just the day before.
Uploading all night online, who knows what it's watching. If I don't keep tabs on it, it might just go looking for a car matchmaking service online!
I'll just cut the garage's internet cable.
