"The chain seems to be broken," Ke'er said with a frown, "I'm so unlucky to rent this shabby car."
"Ride me," Zeng Jin said
"Don't worry about it, Jinjin. Go quickly. The bonus must not fall into Niu Congcong's hands," Ke'er said with a smile.
Because Niu Congcong was making a V-sign and passed by them proudly.
"Definitely" Zeng Jin got on the car and chased after him
Ke'er sighed, she couldn't participate in this competition.
Just as she sighed, she heard a pleasant male voice: "Miss, do you need help?"
This sound... Ke'er looked up sadly. Leng Jianan was pushing a bicycle and standing next to her. He was wearing a white casual T-shirt. He was as sunny as a big brother next door, without any CEO airs.
But when Ke'er looked at him, she didn't feel the slightest bit happy, even a little indifferent.
Lin Shaofeng passed by Leng Jianan, stopped next to Ke'er, and asked with concern: "Ke'er, the car broke down?"
Kerr nodded
"Mine is for you" Lin Shaofeng completely ignored Leng Jianan's presence and pushed the bicycle to Ke'er
Ke'er's eyes swept over Leng Jianan. His expression was very calm, but his eyes were so determined that people didn't dare to resist. It seemed that Ke'er had no choice but to get into his car.
However, Ke'er said to Lin Shaofeng: "Shao Feng, you give me a ride and we can win the prize together. You said that yesterday."
Shao Feng! Leng Jianan’s eyes are no longer so sure.
"Okay" Lin Shaofeng got on the bicycle and looked at Ke'er with a smile as he got on the back seat.
She, slowly, slowly wrapped her arms around Lin Shaofeng's waist
"Ke'er..." Leng Jianan called softly from behind her, faintly heavy like an overwhelming wave.
"Mr. Leng, we are going to compete, goodbye." Ke'er didn't look back, just waved, then hugged Lin Shaofeng's waist again, and said softly, "Shao Feng, let's go, we must be first."
"I won't let you down." Lin Shaofeng was in an unusually happy mood, and the two left on bicycles.
The figure that was so intimate that it almost melted into one gradually became blurred in Leng Jianan's sight until it disappeared. His expression looked so calm, and his eyes were neither cold nor sharp.
But if you see his hand holding the bicycle with blue veins showing out, you can understand how tolerant he is.
Ke'er hugged Lin Shaofeng's waist and tried her best to hold back the tears that were about to fall. What if, it was Leng Jianan who was carrying her, and it was she who gently hugged his waist, facing the warm sunshine, and walking in the slow river.
How wonderful it would be to ride slowly in the wind