Sucoco looked up at him with her eyes shining. "Uncle, you are so nice. Why are you so nice! You're the best character I've ever met! "
Assistant Wu, who is listening to the conversation, laughs in his heart: good character? I'm afraid we don't know the same person.
Qin Mochen looked at this small face with a little baby fat, and his eyes slightly drooped up, "don't look at me, look at the road, be careful of tripping."
"Don't worry, uncle. I can go down this road from childhood to the big one. I can go down with my eyes closed. It's uncle. You must hold my hand well. If I protect you, you won't trip. "
Assistant Wu: Hey, listen to this, my heart will melt, OK!
Assistant Wu quickly glanced at the fourth master of his family, and found that the fourth master was looking at the front seriously. However, the smile on the corner of his mouth could not be hidden now.
Just down the mountain, sukoko saw two mountain bikes parked at the foot of the mountain.
It's red and black. It looks very elegant. It's very suitable for my little uncle.
Sukoko went around the mountain bike and said, "uncle, this bike is so beautiful! I used to want to buy one, but my family was poor. My master was an old poor man, and I was a little poor man. "
In fact, the little poor man is a little better than the old poor man. He can have some money in his hand, but the old poor man has saved all his money and won't let the little poor man spend money recklessly. Apart from a few decent clothes, the two of them are living a very sad life.
Qin Mochen handed the package to Wu assistant and reached out to Su coco. "Come on, girl."
Sukoko hands him the little hand with a face.
Qin took the girl in one hand, sent him to the back seat, and then sat on his own legs.
"Girl, help me."
"Uncle, where can I help you? Uncle's seat is so high that I can't reach your waist. "
Qin Mochen was about to pedal, when he heard this, he couldn't help looking back.
It's OK when the little girl sits up straight, but as long as she bows her waist, her sight falls in front of her Waist and hip.
Although it's an improved version of mountain bike with back seat, it's still a mountain bike in essence. Qin Mochen is tall and the seat is adjusted according to his comfort level. Sucoco didn't fall on his waist and hip in the past.
In fact, the little girl tried to stretch her arms, but she was also able to reach the waist of a man, but the posture was not comfortable for a long time.
Qin Mo Chen's eyebrows twinkled in an instant, his eyes crossed a trace of embarrassment, and he got out of the car quickly.
Assistant Wu next to me coughed, "it's my fault. I thought this backseat was just for carrying things."
Who would have thought you were going to take a living man.
"Uncle, let's not forget it. In fact, I run very fast, not slower than cycling at all."
Qin Mochen looked at her and didn't speak.
Then, he silently pulled out the seat clamp and readjusted the seat height.
Seeing that he had almost set his seat to the lowest level, assistant Wu couldn't help but remind him, "fourth master, it's hard for you to stretch your legs when you pedal at such a low level."
"Uncle!" Su coco suddenly called out, "uncle, I think of it. I'll ride my bike. Let me take my uncle! Now this height just suits me. "
Just after she finished talking, the little girl was happy. When she was a child, her master got a worn-out bike from the toll station. The two of them often rode around on the broken bike. Later, the broken bike was scrapped, and she was also old. The master asked her to run more and exercise, and didn't get a second broken bike back.
Su coco rubbed against Qin Mochen, "uncle, let me ride, let me ride! I'll take uncle! "
Then she went straight into the car from Qin's arm and held the handlebar with a smile.
Qin Mochen hasn't let go yet, so the girl goes in.
Girl's back to him, two people paste so close, like a man's whole ring in his arms.