C677 Yan wenyue

Along the way, although Zhang Zitao had heard from Hu Zi that he would drive very slowly, he had never imagined that it would be slow to such an extent.

He was simply a snail crawling around!

Zhang Zitao felt that the speed of his bicycle was faster than the speed of the four-wheeled bicycle he was riding.

"Ahem, Hu Zi."

Zhang Zitao tried to talk to Hu Zi