Su Qing's bicycle was unexpectedly stable. She could even make the ride steady when she bumped into a small rock. Because she was carrying a passenger, her speed became much slower than before.
"Hold tight." Su Qing reminded him.
The stranger behind was quite a gentleman. He did not take advantage of her and placed his hands somewhere inappropriate.
That made her have a better impression of this guy.
"Alright." Zhou Hengguang narrowed his eyes and smiled. He was wondering how long she could last. It was very difficult to carry a grown man.
Zhou Hengyang sat at the back. The early autumn wind brought a soft touch to his face. There was an intoxicating fragrance in the wind, which made him sniff a few more times.
He secretly cursed in his heart that he must have gone to his brother's factory too frequently. He spent too much time either dealing with machinery and engine oil or construction materials.