Chapter 595: Riding a Bicycle



Song Yi thought to himself, if you guys can watch it for a while, I will take your surname.

He has been watching for so many years, but still hasn't figured out the trick.

"By the way, I heard from the security guard today that most of the visitors today are young and pretty girls. They don't leave, and when they get tired of looking around, they just hang around at the door. I don't know what they are here for."

The senior professors have expressed their deep concern about this matter, which has lasted for more than a day. They have already reported the matter and the results should come out soon.

After listening to this, an expression of embarrassment flashed across Song Yi's face.

When Atang comes out, he must not run into those people.

"Liu Jin, please help me, let's change our clothes!"

Liu Jin: What I wear is cheap stuff, but what you wear costs thousands of dollars. Aren’t you afraid that I will make it dirty?

Song Yi took off his down jacket neatly.

Liu Jin: I shouldn’t be afraid.

I just don't know what's going on.

He could see that one of the two looked like it could be tossed around, but was actually as stable as an airplane runway. The other looked very stable, but was full of deep pits.

This couple was the most dishonest person he had ever seen.

As soon as Song Yi sent Liu Jin away, he went into the restoration room.

Fang Zongtang was calcining porcelain clay. The temperature inside was very high. As soon as he entered, he started sweating.

"Atang, it's snowing outside."

Fang Zongtang was immediately happy and wanted to go out and take a look.

Song Yi quickly grabbed the man and said, "Wait a moment, let it air out before going out. Be careful not to catch a cold!"

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped her sweat.

My eyes are full of heartache.

Fang Zongtang disliked his nagging, so he snatched it from his hand, was afraid, and wiped it clean in a few strokes.

"Why did you come early today?" she said while looking at the stove.

Song Yi said honestly: "There is no work today."

Tsk, do you think she will believe it?

Who are you kidding?

"Get out and wait for me for another half an hour!"

Song Yi didn't hesitate and went out obediently.

Half an hour later

Fang Zongtang pushed a high-rack bicycle from the backyard into the door. The back seats of these two bicycles were wider than those of other bicycles, and there was room for the feet to step on.

At first glance, it looks like a postman's bicycle that delivers newspapers and letters, a definite men's bicycle!

She was too lazy to go around to the door, so she just went through her workplace and then carried the goods out through the small door next to the museum!

"Why are you standing there like an idiot? Come on!" She looked at Song Yi who was standing motionless at the door and yelled.

Song Yi moved his eyes from the bicycle to Fang Zongtang.

Riding a bicycle

The scene of them riding bicycles more than ten years ago immediately emerged in my mind.

That was her riding her bike to pick him up from school.

At that time, he had not grown tall yet and was very thin.

Carrying her and the luggage, I rode as slowly as a turtle.

Soon she couldn't bear it anymore and pulled him to the back seat with one hand, wanting to take him with her.

From then on, she took him with her every time she went to pick him up from school.

She was really strong, and she carried him as if she was carrying nothing at all.

He didn't even dare hold on to the bicycle, for fear that she would ride too fast and throw him off!

Later it turned out that he failed to catch the bicycle on purpose.

Her waist is really thin.

But very powerful.

Just being surrounded like that makes me feel safe and secure.

Unfortunately, he no longer has this treatment since he went to college.

Unexpectedly, more than ten years later, he was finally able to fulfill his wish.

However, things were a little different from what he thought!

Fang Zongtao sat backwards in the back seat, with his legs on the ground, looking at Song Yi with disdain.

"You're being silly again, hurry up, are you riding a bike?"

Without saying a word, Song Yi jumped onto the bicycle.


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