Chapter 186 Learning to Ride a Bike - Part 2
The next day was Saturday. Fubao got up early and did his routine study tasks. He first practiced some basic dance moves such as bending over, and at the same time practiced English listening and speaking. After that, he read the newspaper for a while and then went to have breakfast.
When Xiao Dingkun came that day, he was riding a half-new 28-inch bicycle and wearing a blue sportswear.
This was a bit unexpected for Fubao. He usually wore more formal clothes and looked decent and noble. He didn't expect that he would be dressed like this today.
But... he's quite good-looking, tough and straightforward, and when he smiles at me, his black eyes are filled with sunshine.
Fubao walked over and asked with a smile: "Why are you wearing this today?"
Xiao Dingkun held the bicycle handlebars with one hand: "I'm worried you'll fall too hard, and I won't be able to catch you with my coat on."
Fubao: “…”
She couldn't help but glance away from him. How could she be so stupid?
Xiao Dingkun chuckled softly and said in a deep voice, "Alright, get in the car. I'll take you to the square."
Fubao got into the car, and as soon as he got in, he took the initiative to hug Xiao Dingkun's waist.
Now that the weather is warmer and the sportswear is thin, she can feel the tight waist under the fabric when she hugs him. It is so strong and hard as a rock.
Warmth appeared in Xiao Dingkun's eyes. He liked Fubao hugging her waist from behind, which made him feel that he was her only support in the world.
As the bicycle shuttled through the campus, naturally many people looked at it along the way.
Fubao is now a well-known figure in the Imperial University of Peking. Everyone knows that she is beautiful and good at studying. I heard that she is still applying for a patent, which is really amazing.
It is such a girl that has a boyfriend so early, which makes everyone feel a little regretful.
But watching Fubao being taken off campus by a man on a bicycle, everyone couldn't help but look at the boy, and they couldn't help but be surprised. He looked to be about twenty-four or twenty-five, with short hair casually hanging over a broad forehead. His features were three-dimensional and cold, and his eyes were deep. At first glance, he looked like a plaster model placed on the podium in a sketching class at an art academy. He had a pair of slender legs and was dressed in casual sportswear, looking straightforward and handsome.
Behind him, Fubao had long flowing hair, looked young and lively, and his smile seemed as if his eyes were filled with sunshine.
Some people whispered, "Who is this person? They look like a good match!"
Someone whispered, "I don't know, but I heard they're in the foreign trade business."
Where is the businessman?
The chosen ones tend to look down on them somewhat, and intellectuals are of course repulsive to businessmen.
But soon someone said, "I heard the English is really good. The spoken English is as good as a native speaker, very authentic!"
Everyone was envious and surprised by this statement: "So awesome??"
Now is the first few years of reform and opening up. People who have just opened their doors to the country are full of yearning and admiration for the outside world. Not to mention anything else, just look at the fact that many people are trying to get "Hong Kong clothes" to wear through various channels.
Speaking fluent English is enough to win everyone's admiration.
Fubao didn't know what people behind her were saying about her and Xiao Dingkun, and even if she knew, she wouldn't care.
At first, I felt a little embarrassed to hold hands with Xiao Dingkun on the street, and I always looked around to see if people around would notice. This was the shyness of a young girl, and also the inherent conservatism in her character. Gradually, we held hands, hugged each other, and even kissed each other several times. Now, even the parents have seen it.
The knowledge that she and Xiao Dingkun were in a relationship gradually solidified in her mind, and she felt that being close to Xiao Dingkun became a matter of course.
Sitting on the back of his bike and hugging his waist tightly is the most natural and instinctive reaction.
She liked it this way, holding him like this, and as he rode his bike, the strong muscles in his waist would bulge and move.
Xiao Dingkun rode his bicycle quickly to the square, but he did not get off immediately. Instead, he just supported himself on the ground with his long legs.
Fubao was about to let go of her hand and get out of the car, but Xiao Dingkun reached out and held her hand.
Fubao: "What are you doing?"
Xiao Dingkun: "Suddenly I don't want you to learn how to ride a bike anymore."
Fubao: "Huh? Why?"
Xiao Dingkun: "Once you learn this, you won't hug me like this anymore."
Fubao gritted his teeth: "Then I won't be able to learn and I won't hold you anymore!"
Xiao Dingkun didn't say anything. He took her hand and placed it on his strong abdomen: "Here."
That area is a little lower than the waist, without a trace of excess fat, and is so tight that it is full of explosive power.
Xiao Dingkun went down a little further, his voice low and husky:
“And here.”
Fubao suddenly felt something was wrong.
Her face turned red instantly, her heart beat faster, and she struggled to withdraw her hand.
Fubao quickly looked around. There weren't many people around, and no one was paying attention to this side. There was also a transformer blocking the way. But even so, her heart still jumped into her throat.
Although she didn't quite understand these things, she vaguely knew that the place she touched was already very dangerous, and further down would be a restricted area.
Xiao Dingkun took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and finally let her go.
He was not a person who was full of fantasies and desires for certain things, and he always had good self-control. But after all, he was only twenty-five years old, and his energy was full of energy. With a little girl like Fubao hugging him so intimately, it was inevitable that his blood would occasionally rush.
After letting go, Fubao's heart was still beating wildly, but seeing that Xiao Dingkun didn't say anything, she licked her lips and said cautiously: "Brother Dingkun?"
Xiao Dingkun spoke after a while. When he spoke, his voice was low and rough, with a little breathlessness: "Did you get scared?"
Fubao quickly shook his head: "No, it's just a little bit..."
It's a bit sudden.
They had hugged and kissed before, but that was all. He had never shown any intention of going further. She also thought that hugging and kissing were all that mattered between men and women, and had never thought of anything else. But today, with such a simple contact, he actually acted like this. She suddenly realized that maybe for men, this matter is not so simple?
A low, questioning voice reached my ears: "Hmm?"
For some reason, just this simple syllable made Fubao's heart almost skip a beat.
She pursed her lips and said, "I'm just a little curious."
Xiao Dingkun supported himself with his long legs on the ground, one hand casually resting on the handlebar, his eyes looking at the crowd in the square in the distance, where couples were walking arm in arm, old people were practicing Tai Chi slowly, and children were happily flying kites.
The sky is high and the clouds are light, everything is beautiful.
Xiao Dingkun asked: "What are you curious about?"
Fubao was silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed. She took the initiative to move closer and said in a low voice, "Brother Dingkun, I'm just curious. So men think about that kind of thing this way?"
The voice was small, ambiguous, curious, and a little naughty. The girl's sweet scent and soft touch came through her clothes.
Caught off guard, Xiao Dingkun felt as if a fire was burning fiercely in his chest, instantly provoking Yuan.
He gripped the handlebars tightly and said through gritted teeth: "Now, get off the bike and stay away from me."
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Xiao Dingkun taught Fubao how to ride a bicycle for half a day. It is said that one will fall a few times when learning to ride a bicycle, but Fubao is okay. She has good coordination skills and Xiao Dingkun is there to protect her. As long as she falls, Xiao Dingkun will reach out to help her quickly and nimbly.
Then the bicycle fell to the ground with a bang, but the person was pulled out.
The old man practicing Tai Chi next to him shook his head: "What a sin! I hope the bike doesn't get damaged. People are fine after a fall."
This cannot be blamed on the old man. After all, bicycles are a common item for every family these days and are very cherished. As for people, it is indeed okay to fall. Who doesn't fall when learning to ride a bicycle?
An old lady strolling nearby nodded in agreement: "Yes, young people, you don't know how to cherish your bicycle. It's so expensive. What if it breaks?"
Facing the elderly people's doubts, Fubao, who had just been rescued by Xiao Dingkun, rubbed his nose and suggested: "Why don't you take the bicycle instead of me..."
Actually, it’s no big deal if you fall.
Xiao Dingkun raised his eyebrows and said helplessly, "If you really fall, I won't be the one crying."
Fubao: "How is that possible! Do I look like that kind of person?"
Xiao Dingkun: "Okay, I won't pick you up later, I'll pick up the bicycle."
But after a while, when Fubao was wobbling on his bicycle and was about to fall again at a turn, Xiao Dingkun rushed over like an arrow and picked him up directly - Fubao.
Then, the bicycle fell to the ground with a loud bang, without any suspense.
The old man and old woman next to them looked at the poor bicycle and felt sorry for it. It was such a good bicycle. Don’t the young people understand this because they have never lived a hard life?
Fubao, who was rescued, smiled with his eyebrows curved, and said, "Brother Dingkun, you don't keep your word!"
Xiao Dingkun raised his eyebrows helplessly: "Yes, I don't keep my word."
When he met her, he was destined to admit defeat.
How could she be allowed to fall even a little bit?
If she doesn't feel pain, he will.
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