When Meng Yu stepped on the ground, his feet were like stepping on cotton, with some unreal feelings.
He felt Qiao Yanran's hand withdraw from his waist, some empty in his heart, pursed his lips, followed Qiao Yanran.
It's about a dozen stops away from the dream playground, and it's quite remote from the city center. It takes at least 40 minutes by bus.
Qiao Yanran came to a bike sharing car.
"Let's take a taxi. It's quite far from the playground." Meng Yu felt out the mobile phone, looked at the map again, and said.
"No
Some bikes have back seats, while others don't. Qiao Yanran chooses a bike with back seats to scan and unlock.
Meng Yu stands in the same place and wants to drive another bike.
However, his physical strength is not very good. He may not be able to ride more than ten stops. Two or three stops should be his limit
Qiao Yanran directly on the bike, dropped a direction, riding in front of Meng Yu, picked chin way: "you sit in the back seat, hold on."
Meng Yu got on the back seat, reached for her waist, looked at a city under the blue sky, and felt a sense of security in her heart.
It seems that with her, you don't have to worry about anything.
Qiao Yanran let Meng Yu grasp the main reason is that she can ride a bicycle really fast.
She stepped on her legs like the wind and fire wheel, and in a flash, she overtook the motorcycle in front of her.
Meng Yu in the back seat
He had a white face, and was even whiter with fright.
It's so fast!
There are many cars on the road. Listening to the wind in his ears, he hugs Qiao Yanran's waist tightly for fear that he will be thrown under the wheel if he is not careful.
Can you slow down? Take care of Meng Yu's feelings, OK? 】
xiaoyuwan has a painful opening.
Qiao Yanran's speed slowed down, pulled the bicycle to the side, and looked back at Meng Yu.
Meng Yu still had some lingering fear.
"Are you all right?"
Qiao Yanran stretched out her hand to hold his hand, only to find that his fingers were cold. She put them in her palm and warmed them.
Meng Yu shook his head.
But his pale face was not convincing.
Qiao Yan Ran looked at the station sign in the distance and found that he had already walked half the distance.
"Get out of the car and take the front seat."
Qiao Yanran said that and got off.
Meng Yu tried to stretch his leg.
His feet are so soft that he can hardly stand. With the help of Qiao Yanran, he just sits in the front position.
Qiao Yanran adjusted the front seat to make him more comfortable. She sat in the back with her hands around him, holding the handlebar of the bicycle.
Her breath will cover his whole, slowly blowing wind lifted her hair, lifted in his face, crisp itchy.
Meng Yu was a little flustered.
Qiao Yanran rode slowly this time. Looking at his scarlet cheek, she said, "what do you think?"
"No, nothing."
Meng Yu shook his head and was at a loss for a moment.
Qiao Yan ran lightly chiseled a mouthful in the position of his lip corner, a touch namely leave, "nothing, eh? Give you a chance to reorganize the language. "
Feeling her action, Meng Yu was stunned for a moment.
The surprise came so suddenly.
These days, he felt at ease, but sometimes he was not sure. Even the hazy feeling made him not sure.