Cen Yue really patiently accompanied her and practiced back and forth under the tree.
Song Yiyi became more and more confident as she rode. She raised her chin towards Cen Yue and said, "Get on. I'll give you a ride."
She has swelled up.
During this time, Cen Yue praised him generously: "You ride well, but you won't be able to ride for long. Rest when you get tired."
Song Yiyi couldn't bear to hear such words, as it was a sign of looking down on her!
"Who said that? Sit tight, I'll take you for a walk!"
Song Yiyi carried Cen Yue out of the compound and rode around the periphery.
She didn't even feel tired, she was just immersed in Cen Yue's increasingly sincere praise.
"Song Yiyi, why didn't I know you were so amazing before?"
"Well now you know, praise me."
"Well, don't be so stubborn. Come down when you're tired."
"Who are you looking down on? If I give you a ride around the compound, can you just call me sister?"
Cen Yue raised his eyes to look at the back of Song Yiyi's round head and chuckled softly, "Okay."
Song Yiyi's legs were actually quite sore.
It would have been fine if there was no one on the bicycle, but Cen Yue was tall and strong, and Song Yiyi gradually couldn't pedal anymore after carrying him.
But the words were already spoken, so she gritted her teeth and stood up and kicked.
So what everyone saw in the military family compound on a summer night was: Political Commissar Cen and Song Yiyi had a banquet in the morning, and in the afternoon Political Commissar Cen physically punished Song Yiyi.
Otherwise, I really can't think of any reasonable reason to explain this jaw-dropping scene in front of me.
Political Commissar Cen lifted his long legs, which he had nowhere to put.
Sitting on the back seat of the bicycle with a calm expression.
Song Yiyi worked as hard as Xiangzi, gritting her teeth and pedaling the pitiful 26 bicycle with all her might.
Compared with Cen Yue, Song Yiyi looked even thinner.
Her fair cheeks were flushed and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Even so, I dare not relax at all.
Everyone at the wedding banquet in the morning was envious of her, but now their eyes were filled with naked sympathy.
"Yiyi, do you want to come down and rest for a while?"
Song Yiyi squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth: "No need!"
Political Commissar Cen's leisurely look was comparable to that of Zhou Baopi, and everyone dared to be angry but not to speak out.
Passing by Gu Chengze's yard, Song Yiyi deliberately slowed down.
Before she could even glance around, a chilling voice came from behind her: "Don't you want to hear me call you sister?"
Just as Song Yiyi was about to retort, the courtyard gate opened.
Gu Chengze raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, then walked out.
"elder brother!"
Song Yiyi shouted, jumped off the bicycle, and ran away.
Cen Yue and bicycle: "..."
They were still moving forward quickly.
Without the helmsman, the bicycle began to twist and turn.
If Cen Yue didn't have long legs and arms, and he didn't support the front of the car with his legs, he and the car would have died here today.
Gu Chengze saw the two of them, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Out?"
Song Yiyi casually scratched her sweat-soaked hair and said with a smile, "Yes, I'm learning to ride a bike."
Having said this, she suddenly realized something.
They both turned around, and Cen Yue came over pushing his bicycle with one hand, with resentment in his eyes almost overflowing.
Song Yiyi licked her dry lips and tried to hide behind the door, smiling awkwardly, "If I said I only knew how to ride a bicycle and didn't know how to stop it, so I had no choice but to abandon it, would you believe me?"
She really didn't mean it.
Cen Yue's eyes were indifferent and ruthless: "Do you think I believe it?"
Song Yiyi didn't dare to look.
She was afraid of being stung by Cen Yue's gaze, and also afraid of being frozen to death in the summer.
Song Yiyi's eyes rolled around, "I see you believe it."
She just made it up.
Gu Chengze laughed and tried to smooth things over for her: "I can testify that she really can't."
It was magical enough that my sister was riding a bike with Cen Yue on her back.
Cen Yue glanced at Gu Chengze and said in a soft and cold tone, "Are you sober? Does your head still hurt?"
Upon hearing this, Gu Chengze's face darkened slightly.
Song Yiyi was unaware of it and moved closer to smell it.
There was no strong smell of alcohol, only a little bit that could be smelled occasionally. Perhaps it was because Gu Chengze had taken a shower.
Remembering the way he rubbed his brows when he opened the door just now, Song Yiyi walked into the house and said, "Brother, there is honey at home. I'll find it for you."
In the past, when her mother drank at social gatherings, Song Yiyi would make her a cup of honey water, which helped her relieve the pain a lot.
The honey was brought by Cai Mengjun from his hometown. Song Yiyi drank it twice and put it in the corner of the kitchen.
She was afraid that others wouldn't be able to find it.
Before he even set foot into the yard, someone grabbed him by the back of his neck.
Song Yiyi didn't even have the chance to look back. She took several steps back until she bumped into a wall of flesh.
A strong arm wrapped around her waist, and Song Yiyi was suspended in the air in an instant.
The next second, she was sitting on the back seat of the bicycle.
Song Yiyi's eyes flashed, and after realizing what was happening, she glanced at Cen Yue, "No, what are you doing?"
Cen Yue's eyes were calm, "Big Brother doesn't need your honey water. Don't forget, you just got married today."
Song Yiyi then remembered that she couldn't go back to her parents' home on her wedding day.
Even though it was an old habit, she didn't care.
But that doesn’t mean Cai Mengjun and Song Minghui don’t care.
Song Yiyi looked at Gu Chengze with a smile, "Brother, go home and look for it. I put the honey under the kitchen counter. If you can't find it, ask mom for help."
Gu Chengze's voice was clear and sweet: "Okay, have you had dinner?"
Just as Song Yiyi was about to answer, the bicycle started moving.
Cen Yue rode his bike much wilder than her. He slid a long way in two strokes and Song Yiyi was almost knocked off by him.
"have eaten."
She grabbed the bottom of the seat with one hand and waved at Gu Chengze with the other, "Go back and find the honey."
The bicycle sped forward quickly.
In just a few seconds, Song Yiyi could no longer see Gu Chengze, and she was shocked by Cen Yue.
This guy is riding a bicycle like a motorcycle!
The legs are really strong.
Soon, Song Yiyi became a little scared. She hugged Cen Yue's waist without hesitation, put her face close to him and shouted, "Cen Yue, ride slower, I can't fall."
She has a criminal record, and if she falls again, she probably won't want to ride a bike anymore in her life.
In the dark night, Cen Yue's eyes were dim as if covered by a layer of mist. When he felt the soft palm covering his waist, his expression slowly relaxed.
After returning home, Cen Yue parked his bicycle under the flower wall in the yard.
Song Yiyi leaned against the wall, her legs feeling a little weak.
Most of them ride bicycles.
A small part of them were scared by Cen Yue.
She slowed down, looked up at the man walking towards her not far away, sighed and called him, "Cen Yue."
The light from inside the room softened the sharpness and indifference on his face.
Cen Yue lowered his eyes and responded, "Yeah."
Song Yiyi blinked her innocent and lively little eyes, and said in a clear voice with a hint of doubt, "Are you... jealous?"
Song Yiyi wasn't quite sure, but she still asked the question in her mind.
"Do you think that since I married you, I shouldn't be nice to my brother anymore?"
Song Yiyi's gaze remained fixed on Cen Yue's angular face.
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