"Hold the handrail tightly and get ready." Xu Jiamu had put on her helmet, so her voice was a little muffled.
Duan Linbai's heart suddenly trembled violently.
For some reason, his breathing was a little unsteady. The aftereffect of this wine is really f*cking strong.
On the backseat of the scooter, there was a place for him to grab with both hands. He clenched it tightly.
"Are you sitting properly?"
Duan Linbai hummed in answer.
The scooter soon started. Because of the inertia at the start, Duan Linbai leaned back and tightened his grip. The cold wind drilled onto his face, and his entire body felt cold…
But his chest felt warm.
It was hot and dry.
Soon, the scooter stabilized, and there were only occasional bumps. It was night in the capital, and the light outside was mottled. Her long hair fluttered gently in the wind and brushed past his face…
It was soft and light!
