Hai'an was startled and hurriedly pressed Yan Shu's mobile phone, "no, no, banquet manager, just drive out directly. We are colleagues, and I can't trust you?"

"Don't worry, I'll try my speed and come back after a lap." Yan Shu promised him.

"It's all right, you can take two rounds!" Hai'an laughed.

Yan Shu took the motorcycle off the booth and checked it carefully. She found that the other side of the store was selling motorcycle clothes and various accessories.

She went to pick out a red motorcycle suit and put it on.

Hai'an handed Yan Shu's helmet and looked at her twice more. "Yan manager, you're amazing in motorcycle clothes!"

"Thank you." Yan Shu smiled, took her helmet and put it on. She stepped onto the locomotive neatly, and her waist collapsed.

Before Haian reacted, the locomotive and people disappeared.

Eh, why is the locomotive missing?

Hai'an stood in a daze at the door of the station for a while, and then returned to the store.

Yan Shu drove the red and black locomotive through the traffic, like a light swallow, gently fleeing out.

The owner of the surrounding vehicle can't even catch its shadow.

This driver feels so great that the moment he gets on it becomes Yan Shu's heart.

When Yan Shu's car passed through the bus stop, she saw a slender figure from the few people on the platform through her helmet. The man was standing there casually in a black dress.

The man's eyes seemed to be patrolling around. Soon, they swept to her side and stopped.

Fu Yun admonished?

Seeing Fu Yunjian looking at her side, Yan Shu thought the car picking him up was coming from the back, and didn't care.

The locomotive was about to drive past the man, but the man took two steps outside and stretched out his arms.

Yan Shu slammed the brakes.

She didn't take off her helmet and deliberately lowered her voice, "Sir, what's the matter with you?"

"Shu Shu, even if you use a transfiguration, I know it's you." Fu Yun Jian smiled low and looked at her across his helmet.

Yan Shu, "..."

Is this man a devil?

She wore a motorcycle suit and wrapped her face in a helmet. What did he recognize her by?

Yan Shu took off her helmet, and her long black hair also showed up.

"Are you waiting for me here on purpose?" Yan Shu squinted and looked at the man carefully, "how do you know I'm going to pass by here and still drive a locomotive? You installed a tracker on my mobile phone?"

"I wouldn't do such a boring thing." Fu Yun Jian hooked up his thin lips, "why don't you guess?"

Yan Shu pulled at the corner of her mouth, "seriously, if you hadn't installed a tracker on my mobile phone, I don't know how you would have found my whereabouts."

Fu Yunjian did not speak, looking at the motorcycle she rode and the riding clothes on her body.

The man's eyes darkened for a few minutes, suddenly turned over and stepped on the locomotive, and Yan Shu had almost zero distance contact, "just had a few more drinks, and his head was a little dizzy. Take me for a ride and wake up."

"Just buy your own sobering pills." Yan Shu glanced back at him.

"Did I let you on my motorcycle?"

Fu Yunjian leaned over and pulled into the distance with her. "I've never taken a locomotive before. I want to try. This is a bus stop. There's a bus coming at any time. Are you sure you don't want to leave?"

Yan Shu glanced behind the man and saw a bus coming this way. She was so angry that she quickly put on her helmet.

The locomotive flew out like a flash of lightning.

Fu Yunjian didn't have a helmet belt, and Yan Shu's speed made the wind blow on his face, which was painful.

He also knew that Yan Shu was intentional and put her hand around her waist.

Across the motorcycle clothes, he can also touch the woman's soft waist, and his body is even hotter.

It's not terrible to drink wine, but to be with this woman.

What a death!