A sudden brake.
Yao Danhong's entire body jerked forward, pressing against him. In panic, she wrapped her arms tightly around his waist.
So comfortable.
Li Zhongnan gave a complacent smirk.
Yao Danhong's face flushed with irritation, "Li Zhongnan, do you want to get yourself killed?"
Such incorrigible behavior!
At this moment, she couldn't help but recall their school days. After the evening self-study session, she would ride home on his bicycle; he would always replay this exact prank on her. At first, she frequently fell for it owing to her inexperience. Even though she later seldom got tricked, this seemed to entertain the seemingly simple and honest schoolboy.
Of course, she enjoyed his playful side, the lively energy it brought, and would intentionally let him succeed at times, only to keep him entertained.
Actually, it was a game between the two of them, each happy and laughing. Looking back now, these small moments became the happiest times of her life as a teacher.
