The moment the motorcycle slowly started up, she was immediately captivated by this novel experience, almost instinctively hugging tight, her whole body pressed against Xu Qingyan's back.
A warm feeling flowed through her limbs, and her heartbeat began to slowly accelerate.
The bike was soundproofed, and Xu Qingyan wasn't going fast, so on the road, it didn't stand out too much. However, two riders did stop at a traffic light and glanced over at him a few times.
The moment the green light flashed, the two motorcycles shot out like arrows off a bowstring, with a thunderous roar.
Xu Qingyan didn't pay them any attention, he just leisurely pulled away as if he were riding an electric scooter. Gradually picking up speed, he always kept it to a safe pace, staying clear of other vehicles.
He felt he could be a model motorcycle driver, so rule-abiding he was.
