Chapter 30

Rice promised to look at the pink bike with a huge head. Is it really good for a big man to ride such a bike?

"If you don't ride, I'll call your name now." When she is out, song Xiyue has a good grasp of how to threaten Mi Chengyun.

After hearing this sentence, MI Chengyun glared at Song Xiyue fiercely, but because she was wearing sunglasses, song Xiyue couldn't see Mi Chengyun's angry appearance at all. She still looked at him with a smile, a small man's success.

She didn't believe that MI promised to ignore her threat.

"You are cruel." Finally, MI Chengyun gave in. After spitting out this sentence, he took the bike and rode it.

Songxiyue sat on the back seat of the bike with quick eyes and hands.

Because the bike song Xiyue bought was relatively small, when Mi promised to ride the bike, she showed a funny posture because her feet were too long. Song Xiyue hid behind and laughed silently.

Of course she can't laugh. After all, the cyclist is mi Chengyun. It's bad if he leaves himself unhappy.

Song Xiyue grabbed the corner of the clothes behind Mi Chengyun and sat on the back of the bike.

"Song Xiyue, do you want to strangle me?" Finally, MI Chengyun really couldn't stand songxiyue, so he opened his mouth.

"No, I didn't strangle you." Song Xiyue showed twelve points of doubt. Her hand was honestly holding the corner of MI Chengyun's clothes. How could she strangle him? She didn't do anything.

"Don't pull the clothes behind me, I'll be strangled by you."

Hearing Mi Chengyun's words, song Xiyue looked at Mi Chengyun's neck. Indeed, his clothes were seriously pulled back by himself. It is estimated that he was really suspected of strangling his neck at this time.

Song Xiyue finally realized the seriousness and let go.

But I didn't think the car was bumpy. Song Xiyue almost fell off her bike.

Feeling that songxiyue almost fell, MI Chengyun had no choice but to say, "can you hold on?"

"But you won't let me grab your clothes. Where do you want me to grab?" Song Xiyue said that she was wronged, and she didn't do anything wrong.

"Fool." Mi Chengyun suddenly vacates a hand to probe behind him and grabs song Xiyue's hand.

What's he doing?

Song Xiyue stared at Mi Chengyun holding his hand.

Mi promised to take song Xiyue's hand to his waist, "hold it tight."

Song Xiyue's head was blank. She didn't know what she was doing. Then she nodded and answered, "Oh."

Her hand is on MI Chengyun's waist

On MI Chengyun's waist

On the waist

Song Xiyue's face immediately became hot, and the pink rosy clouds immediately dyed her face.

Yes, she's shy.

How can Mi Chengyun's waist be so thin? He feels thinner than his own, and he is very strong and feels good

She suddenly feels that it's not a bad thing that she can't ride a bike. In this way, she can let the boy carry himself, and then sit behind him happily like now and hold his waist. This feeling is really good.

Wait

Songxiyue! You're out of your mind! How can you think of something you don't have? Are you a pig! Is it a pig! Pigs!

Song Xiyue shook her head and threw all those unrealistic ideas and some strange ideas out of her head. She wanted to be calm.

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath

Finally, she stopped outside a milk tea shop. Song Xiyue was relieved, but she still didn't get down on the back seat of the bike. She supported her feet on the ground, and then stuffed some big bills for MI Chengyun. "I want pudding milk tea. You can bring a cup for others at will. It's time to buy off the adults of the neighbors."

"Won't you go in with me?" Mi Chengyun looks at Song Xiyue and asks.

Song Xiyue shook her head and continued to support the ground with her feet to prevent the bike from falling. "My bike is brand new, and I haven't bought a lock yet. What if someone steals it?"

Song Xiyue waved to MI Chengyun, "go and go back quickly. It's so hot outside."

Mi Chengyun looked at Song Xiyue and was helpless. He nodded and went into the milk tea shop to buy milk tea.

Thirteen people's milk tea is really not something that ordinary people can hold. It's a huge bag. It weighs dozens of kilograms.

"Well, what should I do now? It seems that there are too many..." Song Xiyue suddenly regretted looking at the full bag of milk tea. She knew she wouldn't let Mi promise to buy so much. They just finished it secretly.

"Take it. I'll ride a bike." Mi Chengyun just wanted to tease her, so he bought the largest cup of milk tea.

Song Xiyue sat behind her bike with a bag full of milk tea in her arms, tears streaming down her face. She wanted to die.

Weakly asked, "Mi promised, do you think my bike will be crushed?"

"No." Mi Chengyun shook his head with certainty.

"Do you think my leg will be broken?" Song Xiyue continued to ask.

This time, MI Chengyun's answer was, "maybe."

After MI Chengyun rode a short distance, song Xiyue began to resist, "then I don't want to take it. My leg hurts."

She doesn't want to cripple her legs.

Although she is not what people yearn for, such as long legs and beautiful legs, at least she can be used to walk. Who will take care of her if she is half paralyzed in the future?

This time, MI Chengyun stopped really obediently, turned to song Xiyue and said, "hold on."

Song Xiyue nodded and supported the ground with her feet to prevent the bike from falling down, but she didn't understand what Mi Chengyun wanted.

Mi Chengyun suddenly came to songxiyue and took the bag of milk tea from her hand. "I'll take this and ride back by yourself?"

"I... ride back?" Song Xiyue couldn't believe looking at Mi Chengyun. She couldn't ride at all and asked her to ride back.

He's really telling a joke.

Mi Chengyun nodded very seriously.

"But I can't. I can wrestle." Song Xiyue looked at Mi Chengyun with a sad face.

"You should have fallen enough before I saw you. You won't fall so often now, and it's good to fall more."

Song Xiyue looked forward to MI Chengyun, "what's the advantage?"

"It will make you remember."

Song Xiyue glared at Mi Chengyun fiercely, and was talking serious nonsense again.

Ride, ride, who is afraid of who.

Song Xiyue burned her fighting spirit again. She fought hard for her good life, for not being late for class in the future, and for not letting Mi Chengyun underestimate her!

"Bang -"

Before long, she fell gorgeous.

How could she carry her back like this? The burning fighting spirit was extinguished in an instant, and it was extinguished. Song Xiyue, lying on the ground, suddenly looked up at Mi Chengyun, "it's not good..."

"What's the matter?"

"I'm in pain." Songxiyue looked at Mi Chengyun pitifully.

"Really?" Mi Chengyun looks at Song Xiyue incredulously. After all, this guy has too many strange ideas, so he can't help but make people suspicious.

"Of course it's true. I seem to have twisted my foot." Song Xiyue's small face was wrinkled with pain.

Looking at Song Xiyue, whether it's true or false, MI promised to believe anyway.

Mi Chengyun quickly put down a large bag of milk tea in his hand, then squatted next to song Xiyue, carefully picked her up, let her sit on a step and asked with concern, "where does it hurt?"

Song Xiyue continued to wrinkle her little face and pointed to her leg, "here."

Mi Chengyun looked at it for her. Her bare feet were slightly red. It may be that she was really twisted.

"Why are you so careless." Mi Chengyun looked at Song Xiyue with reproachful eyes.

Now blame her for being careless? It's obviously his own fault. If he hadn't let himself ride this broken bike, would she fall so badly?

Mi Chengyun suddenly turned around and squatted down in front of song Xiyue.

"Why?" Song Xiyue asked without knowing why.

"Come up." With a tone of command, MI Chengyun turned to look at her and threatened, "or do you want to go back by yourself?"

"In fact, you can take me back by bike."

Song Xiyue carefully pointed to the bike they abandoned aside.

But soon she regretted that she could rub on her handsome brother's broad back. What's wrong with her to destroy such an atmosphere.

Rice promised to rub up. He didn't think of it just now. "Cough... It's really a good way."

With that, MI Chengyun has walked to the side of the bike, pushed and dragged the bike, and then helped song Xiyue to sit behind the car.

He was about to ride on and leave, but saw song Xiyue excitedly holding his clothes, "Hey, hey, don't go, milk tea, you don't want our milk tea!"

In fact, MI Chengyun is also reluctant to give up such a large bag of milk tea. For him, milk tea is a very important thing, but in their current situation, they can only throw it away here, "but now we can't take it away."

"I can hold it." Song Xiyue said.

"You said you couldn't hold it, and your foot hurt again."

"Please, I hurt my foot, not my thigh. Come on, come on, get the milk tea back." Song Xiyue hurriedly urges Mi Chengyun to get the milk tea back. Song Xiyue understands that MI Chengyun really likes to drink milk tea, so she can't leave these milk tea here.

"Can you really hold it?" Mi Chengyun looks at songxiyue suspiciously.

"Well, of course I can carry it. I'm not so fragile." Song Xiyue nodded firmly.

Finally, MI promised to bring back the milk tea.

"You'll ride faster, so we'll all be better." Song Xiyue quietly holds Mi Chengyun's waist. This is her last request for him. As long as they can get to the villa quickly, they can be liberated quickly.

The bike stopped in front of og's villa. Liang Jiaci was playing basketball in an open space in the garden in front of the villa. Considering that they usually have to exercise, there is also a special basket here.

After a pitching, Liang Jiaci saw a pair of men and women riding bicycles. They felt very close and stopped in front of their villa. They were very familiar with each other.