When she's bored, Coco's best pastime is watching cars go by, and her favorite thing to watch is BMW. According to her, people who drive BMWs are high-quality and elegant, and they are the youngest among the car owners. The older ones either drive Mercedes-Benz or drive Santana.
One day, Keke had a sudden idea and said to me, as long as I wave my hand, someone will take the bait, believe it or not
You have to try it before you know.
Coco smiled confidently, she was convinced of her charm. At this time, a couple of smoky gray 745Li BMWs drove over. Coco tried her best to reflect the tenderness into his eyes through the glass. The owner of the car was exactly what she said was the romantic type, and he kept looking back at her. The intense gazes of the two intertwined, and sparks of love immediately arose. How could the BMW's speed resist the beauty's doubts? The car slowly moved forward for a short distance and then turned back and stopped on the opposite side.
He kept patrolling here, anxiously thinking about countermeasures, but he couldn't find an excuse to approach her. Seeing how he was helpless but unwilling to give up, Coco became more and more energized. When she had enough enjoyment watching him suffer, she walked towards him with a confidence that other women did not have, and turned this chance into a necessity.
Her confident and charming smile was always open for him, and his car window slowly rolled down for her. She stood still in front of his car, smiled brightly, opened her eyes wide, and said, ah, I got the wrong person. I thought you were my former boss. I was wondering how he suddenly became rich and bought such a cool car. May I ask when this model was released and is it darker? Is the white one expensive? Does it have a brushed panel? - Coco asked so many questions in one breath that he couldn't answer them all in two breaths. He finally opened the door for her as a matter of course and answered her questions slowly. Coco got into his car and winked at me slyly.
Not long after, I saw Coco driving that cool BMW and showing off in front of her friends. Of course, I would also take advantage of her and get on this cool BMW.
Unfortunately, a few days ago when we were driving to Kaitai for shopping, we had a passionate kiss with a taxi on the way. Coco immediately rushed out of the car and said angrily, how did you drive and crashed my car like this? I am a BMW, you accompany me------
When the traffic police came, she still looked like a tigress and asked, "Traffic police, how do you think he drove with me?"
The traffic police investigated the situation with the taxi driver. Coco took out her mobile phone and called the wealthy man. Her voice was gentle and sweet, dear, something happened to me.
What's going on?
My forehead was bruised.
Oh, it's not serious
It's not serious, but you may lose money.
Money is a small thing, I'll pay for it.
Aren't you angry with me?
It was too late for me to feel distressed, so how could I be angry?
But-----but it was your car's forehead that was injured, not mine.
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Why are you angry?
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You are really angry with me. Your car is more important than mine.
No, how could I?
Then will you let me drive in the future?
Come back first and then talk about it
Then-----Then do you want him to compensate-----
What should I pay for? Let's talk about it when we come back first.
After hanging up the phone, Coco said arrogantly, "My boyfriend said he won't care about you people anymore, and then drove away in the car."
But from then on, I never saw Coco driving that cool BMW, not even her boyfriend. The phone number changed, and he seemed to have evaporated from the earth, at least from Coco's world.
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