No matter what he becomes, no matter how dirty he gets, that sunny and clean smile belongs to only one person.
"We came out for a stroll. Why are you out so late?" Bai Xizhu asked curiously, glancing at the overturned motorcycle.
Zhang Yiming's fingers twitched slightly, as if he wanted to lift the motorcycle up, but he didn't reach out.
The blood seeping from his fingers was black.
"I came out for a stroll, and riding a motorcycle at night felt great."
Zhang Yiming's long eyelashes blinked, like feathers.
"You should turn on your taillight when riding your bike at night, so you don't get hit by someone like Bai Yifan again!" Bai Xizhu said.
"good!"
Zhang Yiming's lips curled slightly, his face full of gentleness.
"I didn't mean to." Bai Yifan walked up to Zhang Yiming and bowed sincerely. "Brother Zhang, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have bumped into you!"
"It's alright." Zhang Yiming looked at Bai Yifan, his voice slightly serious. "Just drive slower in the future, and don't cause an accident."
Fortunately, it was a motorcycle that was hit; if it had been that green garbage truck, the car would have been destroyed and people would have died.
Xiao Fan didn't care, but Xiao Zhu was still inside.
"I understand." Bai Yifan nodded calmly, adding, "I definitely won't crash into Grandpa Wang's garbage truck; I'm not afraid of any other cars!"
His family's bus had been baptized by his and Grandpa Wang's metal-type superpowers, making it extremely powerful.
It can even crash into a tank without any problems.
"You shouldn't ride in his car anymore." Zhang Yiming turned to look at Bai Xizhu and smiled.
"It's alright!" Bai Xizhu waved her hand dismissively. "Anyway, Bai Yifan is sitting in the first row. If he dares to bump into us, we're not afraid!"
The first row experiences the greatest impact!
Xiao Fan isn't afraid, so what is she afraid of?
Zhang Yiming shook his head helplessly.
"By the way, is the motorcycle alright?"
Bai Yifan quickly turned his head and looked at the cool motorcycle lying on the ground.
This motorcycle has a cool design, which is exactly to his liking.
Bai Yifan quickly went over and tried to lift the motorcycle up.
The motorcycle was heavy, and Bai Yifan felt a little weak.
Zhang Yiming twitched his fingers but didn't offer any help.
Leng Yebai glanced at Zhang Yiming, strode over to Bai Yifan, and helped him lift the motorcycle up.
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