The worst time was when my knees and arms were all scratched. From then on, I had a psychological shadow, and I didn't even dare to touch them.
"This is not difficult. Just step on it and step on it."
It was not convenient for him to ride this one with his long arms and legs. It was all his fault that Ling Chuye said that it would be nice to ride a bicycle on a date at the beach...
"It's easy for you to say, I will fall down." Ke Zi pouted, but still shook his head.
"Then I'll take you?" Mo Fei had no choice but to propose again.
"Okay." With this serious agreement, Ke Zi ran to the back of his black bicycle and sat on it with a smile. Murphy helplessly touched her hair, "Little idiot."
He stepped up with his long legs, looked back at her, and said, "Hold me."
Ke Zi pursed her lips, put her arms around his waist, and said, "You can't call your wife a fool."
"That's it, little Benben?" He smiled evilly, his voice clear.
This made him protest even more, as if he wanted to call the puppy's name. Ke Zi was slightly annoyed and reached out to scratch at his waist, trying to scratch his itch.
He dodged slightly, but he took a breath and didn't smile.
She was still wondering, didn't he feel itchy through his clothes?
Her little hands subconsciously got under his T-shirt. Murphy turned the front of the car a few times and heard her ask him doubtfully from behind, "Why aren't you itchy?"
Murphy reached out and pressed her hand, so hard that it hurt her.
"Be honest! Otherwise I'll eat you here!" He kicked on the ground and looked back at her with an intrusive light in his eyes.
Ke Zi was slightly embarrassed, she wasn't scratching her itch at all, she was just arousing, you pervert!
"Murphy, go back, go back." She suddenly patted his shoulder and shouted.
"What's wrong?"
"I suddenly want to learn how to ride it by myself. Murphy, please teach me." People probably have this reaction. Although they are scared, they are interested and will always have the attitude of giving it a try.
Murphy turned the car around and joked with a smile: "Say something nice."
"Don't be like this, we are all acquaintances, it won't do anything to teach me."
"How familiar is it?"
"What did you say!"
"Are you done yet?" He was smiling all the time. Ke Zi stretched out her hand to hug his neck. Murphy held her waist with his backhand, "Don't move."
Murphy was very patient when teaching his wife to ride a bicycle.
"You just step on it, and I'll help you support it from behind." He bent down and held the back seat with both hands.
"Then you can't let go, don't let me fall."
"I know, I don't want to see some idiot cry."
"Hey, why do you always make fun of me?" Ke Zi yelled dissatisfied and got on the bicycle. She was petite and the size of the bicycle was just right. It was Murphy who was holding her from behind and bent down. She was very embarrassed.
Look.
"I'm not making fun of you. I'm telling a fact. Okay, you can go."
The road was fairly smooth, and with Mo Fei supporting him from behind, Ke Zi felt very stable. Coupled with his push, there was no resistance when riding.
Ke Zi became excited, "I have never had such a good ride before. I always fall down."
"Then, without even looking at who is behind you, will I let you fall?"
Murphy straightened up slightly and held on to the back seat of the car with only one hand. At that moment, she turned back and was slightly startled, "Ah, why did you let go!"
"Don't let me go, I'm holding on to you, little fool, look at the road, right, right... this is right!" The worst time was when my knees and arms were scratched. From then on, I had a psychological shadow, and even touching it was difficult.
Don't dare to touch it.
"This is not difficult. Just step on it and step on it."
It was not convenient for him to ride this one with his long arms and legs. It was all his fault that Ling Chuye said that it would be nice to ride a bicycle on a date at the beach...
"It's easy for you to say, I will fall down." Ke Zi pouted, but still shook his head.
"Then I'll take you?" Mo Fei had no choice but to propose again.
"Okay." With this serious agreement, Ke Zi ran to the back of his black bicycle and sat on it with a smile. Murphy helplessly touched her hair, "Little idiot."
He stepped up with his long legs, looked back at her, and said, "Hold me."
Ke Zi pursed her lips, put her arms around his waist, and said, "You can't call your wife a fool."
"That's it, little Benben?" He smiled evilly, his voice clear.
This made him protest even more, as if he wanted to call the puppy's name. Ke Zi was slightly annoyed and reached out to scratch at his waist, trying to scratch his itch.
He dodged slightly, but he took a breath and didn't smile.
She was still wondering, didn't he feel itchy through his clothes?
Her little hands subconsciously got under his T-shirt. Murphy turned the front of the car a few times and heard her ask him doubtfully from behind, "Why aren't you itchy?"
Murphy reached out and pressed her hand, so hard that it hurt her.
"Be honest! Otherwise I'll eat you here!" He kicked on the ground and looked back at her with an intrusive light in his eyes.
Ke Zi was slightly embarrassed, she wasn't scratching her itch at all, she was just arousing, you pervert!
"Murphy, go back, go back." She suddenly patted his shoulder and shouted.
"What's wrong?"
"I suddenly want to learn how to ride it by myself. Murphy, please teach me." People probably have this reaction. Although they are scared, they are interested and will always have the attitude of giving it a try.
Murphy turned the car around and joked with a smile: "Say something nice."
"Don't be like this, we are all acquaintances, it won't do anything to teach me."
"How familiar is it?"
"What did you say!"
"Are you done yet?" He was smiling all the time. Ke Zi stretched out her hand to hug his neck. Murphy held her waist with his backhand, "Don't move."
Murphy was very patient when teaching his wife to ride a bicycle.
"You just step on it, and I'll help you support it from behind." He bent down and held the back seat with both hands.
"Then you can't let go, don't let me fall."
"I know, I don't want to see some idiot cry."
"Hey, why do you always make fun of me?" Ke Zi yelled dissatisfied and got on the bicycle. She was petite and the size of the bicycle was just right. It was Murphy who was holding her from behind and bent down. She was very embarrassed.
Look.
"I'm not making fun of you. I'm telling a fact. Okay, you can go."
The road was fairly smooth, and with Mo Fei supporting him from behind, Ke Zi felt very stable. Coupled with his push, there was no resistance when riding.
Ke Zi became excited, "I have never had such a good ride before. I always fall down."
"Then, without even looking at who is behind you, will I let you fall?"
Murphy straightened up slightly and held on to the back seat of the car with only one hand. At that moment, she turned back and was slightly startled, "Ah, why did you let go!"
"Don't let go, I'm holding on, little fool, look at the road, right, right... this way is right!"