Acceleration

"If I lose, I'll treat the two of you to fried chicken. If you lose, apologize to this sister," Song Jia said.

Lu Zhen didn't expect Song Jia to suddenly mention her.

When the two children heard "fried chicken", they subconsciously swallowed their saliva and nodded without thinking. "Alright! But are you sure you want to bring her to compete with us? Don't say that we're bullying you."

"It's fine. You two are children. I'll give in to you. Are you ready? Let's start!" After Song Jia finished speaking, Lu Zhen felt the bicycle speed up again. She was really a little afraid now and had no choice but to hug Song Jia's waist tightly.

"Don't be afraid. Trust me." Song Jia felt that Lu Zhen, who was leaning against his back, seemed to be a little nervous, so he comforted her softly.

Lu Zhen nodded and looked at the two children beside her. She felt competitive. "I'm not afraid. You don't have to care about me."