Chapter 422

After dinner, Lu Zhichen will take Xing Jiu'An to another place to play.

"Jiu'An, do you like racing very much?"

"Yes."

Xing Jiu'An likes that feeling very much. He is indulgent and wanton. Freedom has no constraints!

It will give her a sense of stimulation in the cerebral cortex, relaxed and pleasant.

"Do you like motorcycles?"

"No ride." Xing Jiu'An shook his head. He didn't know whether he liked it or not.

"Shall I take you?"

"Good." Xing Jiuan raised his lips and smiled.

Lu Zhichen took Xing Jiu'An to a club. In the past, there were always many people in the racetrack. At this time, there was no one.

Lu Zhichen contacted him in advance. He booked the venue today.

The staff returned after delivering the key.

Lu Zhichen took Xing Jiu'An to his car.

"What a handsome car!" Xing Jiuan made a circle around Lu Zhichen's motorcycle and sighed.

The car is dark, the edge is silver, and the body is clean and reflective.

"Do you want to try?"

"But I haven't tried."

"I'll take you."

Xing Jiu'An looked at his smile and said with a smile, "OK."

Lu Zhichen took protective equipment and carefully put it on for Xing Jiu'An. Only then did he put on his helmet.

Xing Jiu'An sat behind Lu Zhichen, his hands around his waist.

"Jiu'An, hold tight," Lu Zhichen whispered.

Xing Jiuan hugged a little more.

Lu Zhichen is slender and thin with a thin waist, but Xing Jiu'An can feel the power in his body when he holds his waist and is very close to him.

His body smells good. I can't tell what it tastes like. It's very fresh. Xing Jiu'An will feel very comfortable.

Lu Zhichen and Xing Jiu'An said in advance. The next second, the sound of the motorcycle sounded. Lu Zhichen carefully felt Xing Jiu'An's strength holding him, "Jiu'An, don't loosen me."

"OK." Xing Jiu'An responded to him.

Lu Zhichen smiled and the motorcycle flew out like an arrow off the string.

He didn't give full play to his strength. It would be dangerous for Xing Jiu'An to sit behind him.

But even so, the speed is very fast.

Xing Jiu'An sat behind Lu Zhichen, feeling the speed of the wind and smelling the good smell of landing Zhichen. It seemed that he could feel a sense of security from the people in front of him.

A sense of security is a feeling that people don't understand. Sometimes, close people can't give themselves this feeling. Sometimes, people who just know can give themselves this feeling.

Xing Jiu'An always likes to do things on her own, but many people will escort her. They will come as long as she needs.

She is no stranger to this feeling.

However, this is the first time I feel a sense of security in this situation.

Lu Zhichen took Xing Jiu'An for two laps and stopped. Xing Jiu'An got down from the back seat. They took off their helmets at the same time.

"How do you feel?"

It may be that racing games bring people excitement and pleasure, and even some wonderful indulgence. At this time, Lu Zhichen no longer seems to be the noble son who is cold, reserved and alienated, nor does he look gentle in front of Xing Jiu'An.

He seems to have made some publicity. It can be seen that he is uninhibited, and the corners of his lips gently evoke a little evil, and a little invisible juvenile spirit.

Xing Jiu'An seems to be able to see what Lu Zhichen looked like when he was a teenager.

It turned out that Lu Zhichen didn't live like a robot!