“Squeak!”

The motorcycle did a beautiful tailspin and finally stopped in front of Yang Fan. The female rider pulled open the visor on her helmet and said to Yang Fan with a smile, "Officer Yang, get in the car. I'll take you for a ride!"

"Zhou Yun?"

Yang Fan was so shocked that his mouth opened wide. He never expected that this cool and sexy female rider would be Zhou Yun.

In Yang Fan's impression, Zhou Yun is definitely a traditional, conservative, gentle, mature and justice-minded female police officer. However, her outfit today completely overturned her image in Yang Fan's mind.

Why does it feel like Zhou Yun has become a different person?

This rebellious outfit makes her look like a little gangster no matter how you look at her!

Could this be Zhou Yun’s true nature?

"Officer Yang, what are you still daydreaming about? Hurry up and get in the car! Are you afraid I'm going to eat you?"

Perhaps because she saw Yang Fan was still in a daze, Zhou Yun couldn't help but blush slightly, and then she kept urging him.

“Whoosh!”

Zhou Yun took a helmet from the back seat and threw it directly to Yang Fan, then patted his own back seat, signaling Yang Fan to get in the car quickly.

Yang Fan, feeling both amused and helpless, could only put on his helmet and then clumsily climbed onto the back seat of the motorcycle, but he didn't know where to put his hands.

"Hold me tight!" Zhou Yun suddenly shouted.

"Ah? How do I hug you? Should I hug your waist?" Yang Fan said as he stretched out his right hand and gently hugged Zhou Yun's waist which was as thin as a willow branch.

"Hold me with both hands!" Zhou Yun shouted again.

"So troublesome?" Yang Fan muttered softly, then stretched out his left hand and finally grabbed Zhou Yun's waist tightly.

"boom!"

Zhou Yun stepped on the accelerator and the motorcycle made a dull roar. Then, a huge thrust came, almost knocking Yang Fan over.

Fortunately, Yang Fan had hugged Zhou Yun tightly, so he was not knocked over by this huge force, but he was still frightened.

By the time Yang Fan got used to it, the motorcycle had already driven out of Jingyuan Shuixiu Community, and then quickly entered the city's main road, even overtaking several cars that were driving normally.

"Yoho!"

Perhaps feeling the speed and passion, Yang Fan couldn't help but let out a strange cry, and his body trembled slightly with excitement.

Who knew that Zhou Yun, who was sitting in the front of the motorcycle, also shouted along with Yang Fan. At the same time, the speed of the motorcycle suddenly increased a bit, and then it quickly shuttled through the traffic.

"Damn it! Zhou Yun, drive slower! No dangerous driving!"

"What? Are you scared?"

"Who said I was scared? I was just worried about causing a traffic accident..."

"You don't trust my skills?"

"no……"

"Then sit tight, I'm going to speed up again!"

“…”?