Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"OK."

Jiaoyang smiled and took the helmet from his hand, and jumped up neatly without even waiting for him to extend his gentlemanly hand.

She sat behind him, her soft body brushing against him without hesitation, and her arms wrapped around the boy's lean waist.

Zhai Li's body trembled slightly and his cheeks were slightly red. Before he could recover, he heard her sweet voice appear in his ears: "Where are we going?"

Jiaoyang asked him with a smile, restless emotions flashing in her big eyes.

The corners of Zhai Li's mouth curled up unconsciously: "You'll know when I take you there." He started the motorcycle.

Just as the two were about to leave, Shi Ling walked out of it. His eyes were lazy and his brows were full of contentment. He was in a good mood today.

The motorcycle outside has driven away, leaving only a figure behind.

Shi Ling narrowed her eyes. In the city, his brother-in-law was probably the only one who liked driving motorcycles. But why does it feel like there is a woman behind his incomprehensible brother-in-law?

Shi Ling thought about it for a while, feeling a little confused. The hand unconsciously called someone, and the call was quickly connected: "Hello? Jiaoyang, you are here now."

"No time."

Two simple and neat words, and then hung up the phone. But it completely dispelled his doubts.

Shi Ling looked at the phone, and even she couldn't help but laugh. What was he thinking? Why was he as suspicious as a little girl?

He put the phone in his pocket, smiled and shook his head to himself.

Jiaoyang put the cell phone into her pocket after hanging up.

"What's wrong?" Zhai Li turned around and asked her, "If you don't go back at night, will your family be worried?"

Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment, then blinked, "I am an orphan."

Zhai Li was stunned. After a long time, he said dullly: "I'm sorry." He felt distressed in his heart. He was really stupid.

"It's okay," Jiaoyang hugged his waist nonchalantly, her body pressed against his from behind, her lips curled up, "Now that you are by my side, I no longer feel lonely, right?"

"Yeah." His voice became happy again.

Zhai Li took Jiaoyang and took advantage of the coolness of the night for a ride together. The motorcycle was traveling faster and faster, and the sound of wind in my ears became louder and louder, almost exceeding the speed limit of my soul.

Jiaoyang liked this exciting feeling very much. She was very excited all the way, so excited that even Zhai Li was a little surprised.

"I thought you would be scared," he said over his shoulder.

"I'm not afraid, I love you to death Zhai Li."

Jiaoyang stretched out her arms, and the wind whizzed past her face, blowing away her long hair that was like a waterfall. Every feature on her face was dazzling in his eyes than the most twinkling gems.

In this posture, Jiaoyang suddenly leaned forward and kissed him.

In her previous life, she had a boyfriend who was a racing driver, and every time he took her through life and death barriers one after another. At that time, the heartbeat speeds up and the blood flows rapidly.

When they look at each other at this time, they will feel as if they love each other deeply until death.

Jiao Yang loved this feeling. Whenever that happened, the man would stop the car, block her lips, and make love crazily with her on his beloved racing car.

And now, she experienced this feeling again.

Zhai Li thought she was crazy and such actions were dangerous. Maybe he was crazy too, because he knew the danger but didn't turn his head, let alone push her away.