C117 The Grief of the Tool Man

"I don't think you can drive with your hands. Just blow it with your mouth." Ye Keer rolled her eyes.

She did not believe Lin Nan. She felt that besides bragging, he was useless.

"If you believe me, there will be. If you don't believe me, there will be nothing. How can you question the skills of a professional driver?" Lin Nan put on an enigmatic look.

"I trust you, Datou