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Chapter 40(1/2)

The days of reunion are always short, and in a blink of an eye, Jiang Hangting stayed in City K for a week.

He had his own work to do, and it was impossible for him to stay in Bo'an Town all the time. However, the day before Jiang Hangting left, Zhang Li still gave Ning Zhou a day off in a humanistic way.

Ning Zhou accepted the holiday without being pretentious and secretly made plans for this day.

Jiang Hangting stayed with him in Bo'an Town for a week, but the two of them went anywhere. Every day, they were in the crew and hotel at two o'clock. Ning Zhou didn't feel bored when he was involved in filming, but Ning Zhou felt that Jiang Hangting should be bored.

It happened to be a day off, and Ning Zhou planned to go to the tourist attractions in the town with Jiang Hangting on that day.

He did a good job in the plan, but before he could implement it that day, Jiang Hangting was pulled into the car and took it to K City.

Ning Zhou: "Where did Mr. Jiang take me?"

"You will know when you arrive." Jiang Hangting said mysteriously.

Since Jiang Hangting said that, Ning Zhou did not ask the question to the end, but sat in the passenger seat honestly, waiting for the surprise Jiang Hangting gave him.

Jiang Hangting parked his car at the door of a 4S shop in City K and took Ning Zhou out of the car. Before Ning Zhou could see the surrounding scenery clearly, Jiang Hangting half-hugged him and covered his eyes with one hand.

Ning Zhou did not resist and followed Jiang Hangting obediently. Even though his eyes were dark, Ning Zhou's steps were not hesitant at all, and he trusted Jiang Hangting very much.

It took about three minutes before Jiang Hangting asked Ning Zhou to stop, "You can stop."

Ning Zhou: "Will Mr. Jiang give me any gift? So mysterious?"

Jiang Hangting: "You can guess."

His palms were still covering Ning Zhou's eyes, and the heat when he spoke was spraying on Ning Zhou's ears.

It's a little itchy, but can bear it.

However, the curiosity itch for the gift made Ning Zhou a little impatient.

"You can open your eyes slowly." Jiang Hangting said, slowly lowering his hand from Ning Zhou's eyes.

Ning Zhou blinked and adapted to the indoor light, his vision was immediately attracted by the black heavy motorcycle in front of him.

The heavy-duty locomotive has smooth lines and is shining with a cold light under the light.

It is the motorcycle that Ning Zhou has been interested in recently, but due to his lack of money, Ning Zhou can only enjoy his appetite in magazines and websites.

He never thought that one day this car would suddenly appear in front of him.

Ning Zhou stared at the motorcycle for a long time, then walked up and touched the body carefully. The coldness of steel spread across his fingertips, but Ning Zhou felt a hot heart.

"Let's go, Brother Zhou will take you for a ride." Ning Zhou picked up a helmet and threw it at Jiang Hangting, and put on a helmet on himself, his eyebrows and eyes were free and his tone was flying.

Jiang Hangting smiled and grabbed the helmet and said, "Then please Brother Zhou."

Ning Zhou admitted that he was a little proud just now, but he didn't want to restrain himself at all.

He asked Jiang Hangting to wait for him at the door of the store, and got on the motorcycle by himself, and drove the motorcycle out of the store skillfully.

A few seconds later, the sound of brakes sounded, and Ning Zhou parked the motorcycle accurately in front of Jiang Hangting, blinked at Jiang Hangting under his helmet, and whistled frivolously, "Handsome guy, go and take you for a ride."

Jiang Hangting has also played motorcycles under the influence of Gu Kai, but he is not very enthusiastic. However, when he saw Ning Zhou standing on the ground, he felt extremely handsome.

Although Ning Zhou was wearing a helmet and couldn't see his expression clearly, Jiang Hangting thought that Ning Zhou must be open-minded and unrestrained now.

"Handsome guy, aren't you really coming up?" Ning Zhou urged Jiang Hangting when he was stunned.

Jiang Hangting put on his helmet and straddled to the back seat, "Come on."

After Jiang Hangting sat down, Ning Zhou immediately activated the accelerator. The motorcycle with good performance roared and rushed out.

Still in the city, Ningzhou's speed will be slower. Once he gets on the national highway, the speed of the motorcycle will be raised instantly.

This was the first time Jiang Hangting sat in the back seat of a motorcycle. He was not reserved at all, and he surrounded Ning Zhou's waist without any psychological burden, and almost his entire upper body was pressed against Ning Zhou's body.

The wind blew from both sides, and the scenery along the road quickly retreated.

Jiang Hangting suddenly understood why Ning Zhou liked this sport. When the speed increased to a certain level, he really felt that he would turn into wind, and all his worries would be blown away by the wind.

In fact, this speed is not fast compared to Ning Zhou's previous competition speed, but he never felt as light as today.

Ning Zhou's motorcycle is never seated in the back seat, Jiang Hangting is the first and will be the only one.

Ning Zhou could feel the hand circle on his waist was very tight. He didn't know if Jiang Hangting hugged him so tightly because of fear.

But at this time, he was willing to make Jiang Hangting more afraid, so he added the accelerator again.

The speed of the car suddenly increased, and Jiang Hangting indeed hugged the person a little tighter.

Ning Zhou raised his lips and smiled, and continued to control the roar of the motorcycle forward.

The black heavy locomotive was parked on the provincial road. On both sides of the provincial road were farmland one after another. It was now in late autumn, and the rice in the farmland was ripe. Looking up, I looked like a golden color.

As soon as the wind blows, a layer of rice waves appears, and the tip of the nose is filled with a faint smell of grass, which is very comfortable.

Jiang Hangting and Ning Zhou were standing next to the motorcycle. Jiang Hangting handed over all the strength to Ning Zhou at this moment, and he looked like he was exhausted.

"Is this the first time Mr. Jiang took a motorcycle?" Ning Zhou helped Jiang Hangting and asked, otherwise why would this speed make Jiang Hangting faint?

Jiang Hangting nodded shamelessly.

Ning Zhou: "Then I'll drive slowly when I go back later."

It's just right to see more scenery on the roadside.

"Okay." Jiang Hangting responded again.

Ning Zhou really thought Jiang Hangting was uncomfortable, so he raised his hand and gently kneaded Jiang Hangting's forehead.

Jiang Hangting was happy to enjoy Ning Zhou's service, with his eyes closed and his face relaxed and comfortable.

After a while, he heard Ning Zhou ask him, "Why did Mr. Jiang think of giving me a gift?"

Jiang Hangting asked without answering a question: "Do you like it?"

In fact, he didn't understand much about heavy motorcycles, only knew that Ning Zhou liked them. He didn't know anything about the others, so he consulted Gu Kai, who told him.

Of course Ning Zhou liked it, he had coveted this car for a long time.

Ning Zhou: "I like it. Thank you Mr. Jiang."

"Is it as simple as just a thank you?"

Ning Zhou understood in a second, and turned his head to kiss Jiang Hangting.

When the four lips were pressed against each other, a mint candy was pushed into Ning Zhou's mouth, and it was cold.

After the kiss, the mint candy was melted clean in the mouths of the two of them. In the end, it was no longer possible for anyone to eat it.

Jiang Hangtingyou felt unsatisfied and pecked Ning Zhou's lips again, "This is a 20th birthday gift for you."

It is considered as answering the question Ning Zhou asked him before.

"But my birthday has passed." Ning Zhou is a Leo, and his birthday is exactly the last day of July. A month before meeting Jiang Hangting.

Moreover, Ning Zhou hasn't celebrated his birthday for a long time.

Jiang Hangting: "Replenish your birthday gift."

"Not only do I need to give you a 20th birthday gift, but I will give you a gift every year I push forward."

Ning Zhou smiled and asked him, "Will I want to give Mr. Jiang a birthday gift?"

Jiang Hangting couldn't make one-sided efforts, he couldn't enjoy it with peace of mind, and always felt that he had to do something.

"Yes." Jiang Hangting didn't object, and half-wrapped Ning Zhou into his arms, whispered in Ning Zhou's ear: "I want my 30th birthday gift now, will Zhou Zhou give it to me?"

Ning Zhou did not hesitate: "As long as I can afford it."

Jiang Hangting whispered in Ning Zhou's ear.

Ning Zhou: "..."

It turns out that Jiang Hangting saw the white shirt at the beginning. He didn't say it before, but just thought about it now.

Ning Zhou felt excited when he thought about it. Did he finally pause because he was wearing a white shirt?

Jiang Hangting thought Ning Zhou was shy and asked again, "Will Zhou Zhou give it to me?"

Ning Zhou nodded shyly, "... Give it."

That night, the two of them did not meet Bo'an Town, but opened a room in a hotel in K City.

The sound insulation in the hotel is much better than that in the hotel, so the two of them can finally let go.

The white shirt that was accompanying Ning Zhou to sleep in the early days was worn on Ning Zhou's body this night, from the entrance to the big bed, to the bathtub soaked in hot water and turned into transparent, and never took off Ning Zhou's body.

Afterwards, Ning Zhou was vaguely wondering, when did Jiang Hangting bring this shirt out of the hotel?

He could not think of the answer and soon fell asleep in Jiang Hangting's arms.

The next day, Ning Zhou only had a notice at noon.

He took Jiang Hangting to the airport in the morning and saw Jiang Hangting's plane flying into the blue sky with his own eyes, then rode his motorcycle back to Bo'an Town.

It was a bit crazy last night. It was only nine o'clock after Ning Zhou returned to the hotel. There was still time, so he rubbed his waist, lay back on the bed and slept for a while.

When he woke up again, it was already past twelve o'clock noon.

His stomach made a protest sound, Ning Zhou washed up briefly and planned to find some food.
To be continued...
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