Zhou se is proud, men can’t stand this.
“Isn’t it? You’re already running around, can I say you’re a little bone?”
Ouyang Duan snorted coldly and walked in front of her.
She followed unhappily, and the two left the base one after the other.
Seeing him walking into the village, Zhou se said angrily, “where are you going?”
“I have to borrow a motorcycle from a fellow villager. Is it possible that you really plan to walk to the town?”
“Ah?” Zhou se was pleasantly surprised: “you want to accompany me.”
Ouyang Duan glared at her, nonsense.
“But why borrow a motorcycle?”
“It rained yesterday, and the road ahead was blocked by a landslide, so I couldn’t drive.”
The corner of Zhou se’s lips is happy, don’t care how to get out, as long as you can go out.
Because he hangs around here all the year round, and occasionally takes his players out for practice.
So the villagers around are very warm to them.
Seeing him borrowing a car, the fellow readily borrowed the motorcycle.
But Zhou se is a little confused. If she had known that she would go to town by motorcycle, she would not wear short skirts, okay?
It just rained yesterday, and the ground is full of mud. Her new shoes are already dirty.
Now, is it possible that she still rides a motorcycle indecently with her legs open?
Seeing her hesitation, Ouyang Duan straddled the motorcycle and took off his coat to her.
“Sit sideways.”
“Okay,” she took the coat and giggled, let’s see, he still has humanity.
“Uncle, are you skilled enough?”
“You’ll know if you try it, sit down.”
Zhou se rolled his eyes. Why does this conversation sound a bit Weird.
Ouyang Duan started the car, Zhou se sat down and put his arms around his waist, and the motorcycle moved forward on the muddy road.
She was still a little apprehensive at first, but gradually, seeing that he was riding steadily, she felt more at ease.
She rested her head on Ouyang Duan’s shoulder. Unlike her first love, this uncle is actually pretty good.
Ouyang Duan felt her face on his back, and his eyebrows raised slightly. It was rare that she finally stopped talking.
When he came to the town, Zhou se got out of the car and handed him his coat: “uncle, are you cold?”
“Fortunately,” in fact, the wind after the rain is still biting.
“Go in and send your courier, I’ll wait for you here.”