A bright moon hung on the tree branches, and the quiet night was broken by the sound of the heavy motorcycle's engine.
The man was wearing a black coat and a heavy helmet, only revealing a pair of beautiful and bright eyes. The girl behind him was wearing a gray pleated skirt, a white shirt, and a helmet. Her long hair was dancing in the wind.
There were a few motorcycles chasing behind them, trying to catch up with them. Unfortunately, the distance between them was always wide.
In the end, they were the first to reach the top of the mountain, and the people who had been waiting at the top of the mountain cheered in joy when they saw them.
"Young master mu! Young master mu! Young master mu!"
Xie Yumu took off his helmet and threw it to them. He turned around and put one hand around mo Jiayue's thin waist, gently holding her down.
Mo Jiayue took off her helmet, her delicate features full of joy. we won, brother Yu Mu, we won.
"Yeah, we won!"
