Luo Yang couldn't help but apologize repeatedly after noticing that Zhu Li's Harley was still missing one of its rearview mirrors.
"We need to get the part back before it can be replaced, don't worry about it. If it's broken, we just replace it. Come on, have a seat, I'll show you how to ride. It's easy to learn," Zhu Li handed the bike keys to Luo Yang.
It was Luo Yang's first time riding a heavy motorcycle, and he was so excited that his palms were sweating.
Once Luo Yang sat on it, he felt the frame was heavy and steady.
With Zhu Li's guidance, Luo Yang quickly mastered the technique of riding the Harley, which indeed wasn't difficult. Driving a heavy bike, carrying a beauty, with the night wind at their backs, and speeding under the moonlight was quite showy.
The heavy bike's engine roared ruggedly and thrillingly, like rolling thunder on the road surface. Two bikes, two thunder rolls.
