"Brother Yan!" Zhai Xingchen shouted in surprise.

Yan Zhi smiled, and his tired expression disappeared invisible in an instant.

"Zhai Xingchen."

Zhai Xingchen smiled and said, "Why are you here?"

Could it be that I came to play with him.

"Come here to find my cousin," Yan Zhi said.

Zhai Xingchen smiled and said, "That's a coincidence."

"Yes, what a coincidence." Yan Zhi looked at him with a smile, hung his helmet on the handlebars, and asked, "Is your home nearby? Why are you strolling here?"

"I'll go out for a walk. My house is far away from here."

Yan Zhi looked at Zhai Xingchen and smiled, without saying a word, with a gentle and quiet look.

"Where are you going?" Zhai Xingchen asked with a smile.

Yan Zhi said: "Prepare to go back."

Without waiting for Zhai Xingchen to speak, he asked, "Where are you going, I'll take you there."

"No need," Zhai Xingchen said: "I'll go to school and my classmate is going back to his hometown. There are two pots of flowers in the dormitory. He is afraid that he will not be able to survive the winter vacation, so he asked me to take it home and help him take care of it."

"I'll take you over." Yan Zhi gave him his helmet: "Come up."

Zhai Xingchen did not reject him, saying, "You wear it, you are more famous than me, don't be recognized by your fans."

Yan Zhi put his head on without saying a word.

Domineering is really the characteristic of all male protagonists.

"You wear it." Zhai Xingchen said, "Now the police are seeing that they don't wear a helmet when they are seen by the police, right?"

"There is one in the side box." Yan Zhi said.

Zhai Xingchen raised his head slightly, Yan Zhi lowered his head and buckled him, opened the side box, took out another red helmet, and put it on.

It turns out that it is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and the helmet actually has such a sexy color.

Yan Zhi was riding a heavy motorcycle, and the body was very heavy and very large. Zhai Xingchen stepped on it, and Yan Zhi told him where to step on it.

The whole seat felt a little low in front and high in the back. After he sat on it, he was slightly taller than Yan Zhi. Through his helmet, he smelled the faint fragrance on Yan Zhi's body.

It smells very much like the bottle of perfume I gave him, and it smells particularly good.

"Sit down firmly." Yan Zhi said.

Taking a motorcycle and taking an electric car is a completely different feeling. The most important thing is that the sense of security is much lower all of a sudden, as if you will be thrown off by yourself a little faster.

As soon as the car started, Zhai Xingchen reached out and grabbed Yan Zhi's clothes.

Yan Zhi was wearing a motorcycle suit, very close to his body. He grabbed him, but his body suddenly moved. He immediately looked back at him with a weird look.

Zhai Xingchen didn't expect Yan Zhi to react so strongly, so he let go of his hand.

He knew that the male protagonist of Jinjiang was very sensitive and sensitive, but he didn't expect that the Haitang family also had this characteristic?

But it is true. This characteristic is probably all basic operation of Haitang, so it is not specifically emphasized like the male protagonist of Jinjiang.

Yan Zhi's ears were slightly red and he said, "Catch it."

"I think you're not used to it."

"It's okay, I'm just startled." Yan Zhi pursed his lips and said, "Catch it and leave."

The motorcycle made a very cool roar and suddenly jumped out. Zhai Xingchen was shocked and immediately grabbed Yan Zhi's waist.

Yan Zhi's waist is thin.

Because it has passed the time to take a walk and digest food, there are not many pedestrians on this North and South Avenue, but Zhai Xingchen is not used to riding a motorcycle, and still feels it is a bit fast. He keeps instructing Yan Zhi and said, "Drive slowly, drive slowly."

“This is not fast.”

They drove a motorcycle, which was the pleasure brought by the cool wind and speed. But here is a city village, so they can't let it go.

"That can be more," said Zhai Xingchen.

Yan Zhi suddenly didn't want to go to Zhongwu directly.

He felt like he wanted to pull Zhai Xingchen to elope.

Thinking of this, he saw a fork in front of him, so he turned around.

Zhai Xingchen asked through his helmet: "Where are you going?"

"How fast can you experience it!" Yan Zhi said loudly.

This was the first time he saw Yan Zhi speak loudly at the top of his voice, as if he had let go of his whole body. Yan Zhi, who was driving a motorcycle, seemed to have become a different person, as if he suddenly changed from a gentle gentleman to a bad boy.

This is the contrasting charm of the male protagonist Haitang!

It would be great when Hu Ying and the others can see it too.

The motorcycle passed through a narrow black street and soon arrived on the beach.

This is a big road, close to the coastline, heading west. After crossing the first overpass, there is no traffic light along the way. It is a favorite road for racing enthusiasts in Nancheng.

Yan Zhi suddenly increased the accelerator, and the motorcycle roared in a cool roar. The roar made Zhai Xingchen suddenly excited.

It's a man, who can refuse the roar of the accelerator to the bottom?

His adrenaline suddenly soared, fearful and excited. The wind was too strong, and he felt that he was about to be blown out. He shouted to Yan Zhi: "Slow down."

But Yan Zhi seemed to have not heard it, and a feeling of indulgence and aggressiveness suddenly arose in his heart. The slower Zhai Xingchen made him slower, the faster and more anxious he drove, and there was no feeling of pity for him. When he encountered a turn ahead, he increased the accelerator and the motorcycle suddenly tilted inward.

To be honest, Zhai Xingchen felt that he would fly out with the car and the people in the next moment. He was so scared that he hugged Yan Zhi's waist tightly, and his heart was in his throat.

Yan Zhi laughed. The motorcycle turned the corner with a "whisper" sound and was straightened in an instant.

It turns out that driving your favorite motorcycle is like this.

Yan Zhi carried Zhai Xingchen and drove along the coastline.

It seems like it is going to reach the end of the world.

There are no people like Huo Cheng, Hu Ying and others there, and there are no variety shows. They are just the two of them, the two people they know in real life.

Perhaps after sitting for a long time, my sense of trust in cyclists became stronger and stronger. This kind of dangerous and exciting riding can build a sense of trust more quickly than daily life. Zhai Xingchen gradually relaxed and began to concentrate on experiencing the pleasure of a million motorcycle. The goggles reflected the light of street lights, which were bright and dark. The street lights kept retreating, and the tall buildings and trees kept retreating. Only the sea in the distance seemed to be still, with magnificent ups and downs under the moonlight.

Yan Zhi looked down at the hand that was pressed against his abdomen, and Zhai Xingchen was almost leaning against his back.

He doesn't like to have physical contact with people. This is the first time he rides a motorcycle to carry people. In fact, he is very nervous, scared, and excited.

It’s a pity that they can’t keep driving aimlessly like this. In the future, if he has another chance, he will take Zhai Xingchen to travel and run to the desert and Gobi.

When they stopped at the Zhongwunan Gate, Zhai Xingchen got off the car and found that his legs were a little weak, and Yan Zhi's waist was covered with sweat on his palms.

He took off his helmet and couldn't help saying, "I can't stand."

Yan Zhi took off his helmet and looked at him with a smile.

Zhai Xingchen's face was flushed, and his forehead was a little wet, as if he had just experienced a very intense incident.

"I couldn't control it for a while, I drove too fast." Yan Zhi said.

"This is the first time I've been riding a motorcycle. The first time I've been here, I can't stand it." Zhai Xingchen said.

This was a very normal conversation, but when Yan Zhi heard him say the first time or something, his heart felt a little hot. He took the helmet handed over by Zhai Xingchen and said, "You go find your classmate, I'm waiting for you here."

Zhai Xingchen shook his legs and when he got used to the feeling of landing, he entered the school. About ten minutes later, he came out of the southern gate with two pots of flowers.

As soon as he came out, he saw a girl holding a cell phone and asking for WeChat.

Yan Zhi was wearing a helmet, but he couldn't see his face clearly, but he might look too cool and his motorcycle was also cool, so he attracted many peach blossoms.

He heard Yan Zhi say to the girl: "I'm sorry, I have a partner."

The girl was also generous and said with a smile: "It's okay."

After the girl left, Zhai Xingchen walked up.

"The peach blossoms bloomed." He joked.

Yan Zhi said: "It's not as much as you can."

Zhai Xingchen carried two pots of flowers, and it was a bit inconvenient to ride on a motorcycle. But Yan Zhi insisted on sending him. Zhai Xingchen sat on it and placed the two pots of flowers between the two. The pot was a little dirty, which stained Yan Zhi's jacket. He knew that Yan Zhi was very obsessed with cleanliness, so he wiped it with his sleeve twice.

Yan Zhi took him downstairs, looked up, and asked, "What floor do you live in?"

"Fourth floor." Zhai Xingchen said: "Do you want to go up and sit?"

"It's too late." Yan Zhi said, "Next time."

"Little Star!"

Zhai Xingchen suddenly heard his mother calling him. When he looked up, he saw Zhai's mother looking at him from the window.

She was drying clothes on the balcony, and when she heard the sound of a motorcycle, she looked downstairs, and finally saw her son and a strange man.

"My mother." Zhai Xingchen said.
To be continued...