"I," Han Ji smiled awkwardly and said to Zhou Yunliang: "Boss, you have contacted me, you can start anytime."

Han Ji never expected that one day he would do such a thing for his boss.

Driving racing?

His boss actually wants to drive.

I really don't want to say it, but, boss, you have grown up for a long time, do you remember?

I also learned to go racing with young people. I really did everything to make Miss Dan happy.

Unlocking the seat belt, Zhou Yunliang turned to Shan Yiqian and said, "Get out of the car."

He pushed open the car door and was pulled over by someone before he could wait.

Looking back, Zhou Yunliang was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"What are you going to do?"

Shan Yiqian glanced at the boys in the distance and frowned with thin eyebrows, "Don't tell me, you're going to race."

Zhou Yun smiled coldly and patted the back of her hand, "You come down first, come down before talking."

After saying that, he held her hand and took it from his sleeve, bent down and got out of the car.

Shan Yiqian got out of the car and walked to him and Han Ji.

At this time, a young man wearing motorcycle suit and chestnut-colored hair came over and stood in front of them. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhou Yunliang.

"Is that you?"

Zhou Yunliang looked at the unruly young man in front of him and smiled faintly.

That is the confident smile of mature people.

The boy frowned and was stung by Zhou Yunliang's aura for no reason.

With a light cough, he quickly found his home court.

"Time doesn't wait for anyone, just hurry up if you want to come."

After saying that, the boy walked back.

"Zhou Yunliang!"

He really wants to race! Shan Yiqian's voice is raised, and her eyebrows and eyes are covered with anger, "You are sick!"

Zhou Yun smiled coldly, suddenly spread her arms and hugged her, leaning closer to her face, which was blushing because of the thin anger, staring into her eyes, "Are you worried?"

"..."                                                              �

Wait a minute, what does it mean to not let her have something to do?

"Zhou Yunliang!"

"You just sit behind me later and hold me tightly."

"..."                                                              �

"Zhou Yunliang!"

"No need to think about anything, feel the wind and speed, huh?"

"..."                                                              �

This man kept talking to himself.

What does it mean to sit behind him?

What does it mean to hold him tightly?

How else do you feel the wind and speed?

He was racing and wanted to pull her together, right? Han Ji touched the tip of his nose and didn't know what to express about this scene. So just pretend to be dumb.

"Are you guys okay?"

Over there, the motorcycle [Literature Museum     ] teenager urged.

"immediately!"

Han Ji responded and looked at Zhou Yunliang, "Boss, you can't wear such a small amount. I'll get you a piece of clothing."

"Need not."

Zhou Yunliang is now wearing only a white shirt.

He looks really good in a white shirt.

The cuffs were set with two sapphire blue cufflinks, which shone brightly, as dazzling as his eyes.

Holding Shan Yiqian's hand, his gaze was almost pious, "Are you nervous?"

“…Did I say I want to be with you?”

Shan Yiqian sneered.

When Zhou Yunliang heard this, his expression remained unchanged, but he just held her hands tighter, "Don't believe me?"

"Zhou Yunliang, what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking, I'll be the first to cross the finish line with you in a while."

"..." Shan Yiqian admitted that at that moment, she was indeed shocked by something in his eyes.

In a trance, she was pulled by him to a fiery red motorcycle.

Han Ji handed over the car key, Zhou Yunliang took it, and reached out to brush the hair on her cheek behind her ear.

With a long legs, he easily straddled the motorcycle.

Although he was wearing a trousers and shirt, at this moment, he was so strange that he blended into the motorcycle, which was extremely compatible.

He reached out to her and said in a deep voice: "Come up."

Shan Yiqian felt that it was a mystery to hand over his hand to him just now.

If you hand him over here, you will definitely be bewitched.

Zhou Yunliang was not in a hurry. His expression was as if he was convinced that she would hand him his hand in the end.

She hated his unreasonable confidence.

Very annoying.

The palm was slightly cold, Zhou Yunliang put away his hand and held her, "I'm afraid?"

Shan Yiqian got into the car and pressed her hands on his shoulders, "You are afraid!"

Very good, and you can still make a noise, so you should not be afraid.

Holding her hand on her shoulder and pulling it to her waist, Zhou Yunliang pressed the back of her hand.

"Hold me tightly later! Huh?"

Shan Yiqian did not answer and pursed her lips slightly.

She is probably really crazy.

In order to divert her attention from her, she glanced around her.

Those who participated in the competition included Zhou Yunliang a total of 6 people, and the five teenagers were all alone, only them.

Why did Zhou Yunliang carry her?

Isn't it easier for a person to win?

Or is he planning to kill her if something happens?

Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah!                                                         �

Zhou Yunliang felt it and looked down at his waist.

Her hands were shaking.

He turned his head and said to her, "I won't let you have something to do."

The man's tone is serious.

That should be called a promise.

The roar of the motorcycle resounded throughout Qiushan.

Shan Yiqian had goose bumps on her body. This time it was not because of fear or nervousness, but because of excitement.

She has this rebellious factor in her body.

He knew, so did he bring her to such a place?

"Sit down and hug me!"

After Zhou Yunliang finished speaking, he started the motorcycle and went to meet with the young men who participated in the competition.

Six people lined up side by side, Zhou Yunliang approached the roadside, and the boy on the other side blew a loud slogan at him, provokingly giving him a middle finger.
To be continued...