Si Rong felt a little awkward.
Previously, she didn't know why she had quarreled with Qin fan like this. When her emotions rose, she didn't feel anything. In the end, when she was called by a strange young man, she realized that her current position with Qin fan was indeed not appropriate.
Her legs were wrapped around his waist, and she held his shoulder with one hand. Her body was almost pressed against his back.
What about Qin fan? Instead of running on the road, they ran on the pothole-filled dirt road. The motorcycle went up and down bumpily, and the two of them naturally rubbed against each other.
In the beginning, neither of them thought in that direction, so they naturally didn't feel anything. Instead, they were on guard against each other, afraid that the other party would be more ruthless. In the end, the young man's explosive words made her feel uncomfortable both mentally and physically.
Si Rong pulled his leg back, but a hand caught it halfway.
