The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend
Chapter 133 - 123

Chapter 133: Chapter 123

Ying Yunlin glanced at him coolly, "Was it intentional?"

Bai Su just smiled without saying a word.

Rong Zhi didn’t think much about it; sitting anywhere is just sitting, what’s wrong with sitting next to someone?

As she just sat down, the commentator for the F3 Formula race started enthusiastically introducing the teams entering the arena. When it was RUFH team’s turn, the camera first showed Ying Hengyu.

Ying’s face is considered outstanding among the teams. Among the RUDH fans, he has the most personal fans, and as soon as he appeared, screams erupted from the girls around Rong Zhi.

Quite popular indeed.

Rong Zhi leisurely leaned back, her delicate jawline and neck forming an exquisite and elegant line, she reached out, her pale fingertips sliding down her jaw as she adjusted the slightly rising collar.

The collar was loose, and her deeply set collarbone was faintly visible, her skin cold and white as jade, varicolored dazzling light flashed over it, rendering it somewhat alluring.

The youth’s finely shaped fox eyes lazily squinted, faint sleepiness stained at the bottom of her eyes. She seemed to feel her lips a bit dry, fingertip brushed against her lips, then she extended her pink tongue to lick the corner of her mouth, and then stretched her arm across, "Ying Er, pass me a bottle of water."

Ying Yunlin casually opened a bottle of mineral water and handed it to her.

Rong Zhi took it and drank a sip.

Bai Su lowered his eyes, looking at the arm stretched across in front of him, his gaze suddenly became deep, Adam’s apple moving slightly twice, he turned his gaze to the spot the youth had just licked.

His moist thin lips pressed against the bottle’s mouth, and the youth’s throat moved.

The subtle sound overshadowed the screams filling the venue, Bai Su only heard the sound beside his ears, his gaze involuntarily shifted with the youth’s actions.

Those lips that captured his full attention slightly parted at this moment.

"Bai Su?"

Opening and closing, Bai Su seemed to catch the scent that always lingered in her mouth, a fresh mint aroma.

He suddenly felt his own mouth dry and parched.

The youth teased people unknowingly.

Bai Su took a deep breath, the hand resting on his knee clenched tightly, trying to maintain a careless lazy smile on his face, dense eyelashes casting a shadow in his eyes, covering the sudden desire.

He slowly raised his hand, pointing to the mineral water bottle in the youth’s hand, voice restrained, "I’m thirsty too."

Rong Zhi frowned, "Ying Er, get another bottle of water."

Lips slowly pressed together, she carefully examined Bai Su’s face for two seconds, asking, "Sick again?"

Otherwise, why is his voice so hoarse? Could it be that the wind last night made the fever return?

Bai Su abruptly grasped her wrist, and before she could react, he leaned towards the bottle’s opening where she had just touched, and then guided her wrist.

The mineral water bottle tilted, transparent cold water flowed into his mouth.

He tasted the flavor of mint candy.

Rong Zhi instantly let go of the hand.

The mineral water immediately fell between them, spilling cold water, wetting both of their hems, quickly spreading in patches.

Rong Zhi suddenly lifted her gaze, the sleepiness in her eyes vanished, she looked at Bai Su without moving.

Bai Su casually stroked the skin on her wrist, the end of his words dragged out long, inexplicably bringing a hint of ambiguity, "Little brother, do you think we’re ... indirectly kissing now?"

The moment he picked up the water bottle, Ying Yunlin unhesitatingly poured it over Bai Su’s head, but Bai Su’s back of the head seemed to have a radar, turning his head a second before he released it, the water bottle brushed past his shoulder and fell to the ground.

"Mr. Bai," Ying Yunlin opened his mouth with a cold smile, "Shall we chat over there?"

Bai Su’s peach blossom eyes locked on the youth, his gaze paused slightly, corners of his lips pressed, his tone a bit pitiful, "Little brother, I don’t want to go."

Yet Rong Zhi didn’t even change her expression, expressionless, "Ha."

Bai Su: "..."

Overdid it.

Doomed.

-

The two men beside her went to the grove for a secret conversation, Rong Zhi sat alone in her seat, she lowered her gaze to look at the fallen bottles on the ground, silently picked them up and placed them back in place.

She took off the wet coat and hung it on the back of the chair, took out her phone intending to play games, but Ying Hengyu’s call suddenly came in.

She answered, Ying’s anxious loud voice instantly filled her ears.

"Hey, hey hey, Third Brother! Help, help, Xiao Qian suddenly fainted, we’re short on people here and can’t race, can you come lend a hand? Just for this race!"

Rong Zhi: "Fainted?"

Ying Hengyu repeatedly said, "Yes, just got on the ambulance, bro, there’s only a few minutes left to go on stage, you see..."

"Coming now."

After all, there’s nothing to do here, helping out with a race doesn’t take much effort.

Rong Zhi quickly met up with Ying Hengyu and the others in the rest area, Qin Mingchao handed her Xiao Qian’s car keys.

"Sorry Third Young Master, sorry to bother you."

Rong Zhi twirled the car keys in her hand, grasping them tightly, accepted the team uniform he handed over and casually put it on, "No problem."