Chen Ning looked back at his car. It was a very cool-looking black mountain bike with no back seat and only a crossbar in front.
How do you sit here?
"I'll buy one nearby." She turned around and headed towards the shared bicycle, her thinking a bit too simplistic.
As soon as she took a step, the backpack she was carrying behind her was grabbed by a force, and she was also dragged back two steps until she was in front of him.
"Idiot." Song Jingye cursed lightly as he took off her backpack and put it on his back.
"Come up." He said again and pointed to the crossbar in front of his bicycle.
Chen Ning glanced back at the crossbar, her heart beating fast, and she was a little hesitant because it was too close, unlike the natural hugs that come during training.
Song Jingye didn't give her much time to hesitate. He directly stretched out his long hand, picked her up by the waist, and sat on the crossbar in front of her.
His arms were so strong that he picked her up easily.
Chen Ning's face was almost bleeding when she turned around, and he was so tightly trapped in front of her.
Because it was a cold night, he wore a black jacket over the clothes he wore during training on weekdays. The cold touch on it made her body temperature drop a little.
No matter how ignorant or unbelievable it was, at this moment, she truly realized that he should have feelings for her as a man and a woman, otherwise with his character, he would not treat a girl like this casually.
Realizing this, the fire in her heart was burning brightly. She couldn't help herself, and wanted to cry and laugh. She could only raise her head and face the night wind to cool down those ups and downs of emotions.
"Uncle, where are we going?"
"Where do you want to go?"
I don’t know, I can go anywhere, as long as I’m with him. I even want to ride like this, around the Third Ring Road, around and around until dawn.
However, Song Jingye said: "I have been too tired from training recently. I will send you home first and have a good rest tonight."
Still a calm man.
After riding for a while, they arrived at the downstairs of her apartment building. He put his hand around her waist again, put her on the ground, got off the car, and said to her, "Get up."
Chen Ning came back but couldn't move her feet, she didn't want to separate, she really wanted to hug him. But for a reserved person, it would be difficult for her to take the initiative.
And today, it seemed that she was the only one who had the idea of hugging her. Song Jingye looked very serious at this time.
Well, she had no choice but to turn around and go upstairs, controlling her impulse.
"Ninghui."
As she was about to reach the unit door, she heard Song Jingye calling her from behind. She immediately turned around and saw that he was standing under the night light, dressed in black, with the mountain bike next to him, holding her backpack in his hand.
"Your bag."
"oh."
She ran over in a few steps, and Song Jingye stretched out his hands, walked around her from the front, and put the backpack on her body.
This posture was no different from a hug. She was almost entirely in his arms, and his jacket still felt cold to the touch, touching her face.
With her backpack on her back, she wanted to stand up straight, but the strong arms gently circled her and hugged her tightly.
"Fool."
He cursed lightly again, but Chen Ning felt that this time, he was not scolding her.