Xu Wanwan looked at the man in a neat suit sitting on the tall motorcycle, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes!
He was all ascetic and cool, but at this moment, he looked wild when riding a bike.
The combination of two completely different feelings would always make people's eyes light up.
Xu Wanwan got into the man's bike obediently and whispered, "Where are we going?"
"Hold me tight."
Li Jingran did not answer her question and only said these three words.
Xu Wanwan's eyes widened for a bit, and her face also turned red.
Hold... hold him tight?
She said in a low voice, "I can sit properly. Forget it..."
She felt that their relationship was already ambiguous and easy for people to misunderstand. If she were to hug him again, wouldn't it be even more outrageous?
Li Jingran's eyes darkened. He suddenly tightened the accelerator and the motorcycle sped away at the fastest speed.
