Cen Yue chuckled softly, his tone relaxed: "Don't want to? Isn't it time to call Bo Wen brother now?"
When Song Yiyi heard this name, she almost dug her toes to find a three-bedroom apartment.
She even suspected that she had lost her mind at that time.
There are countless ways to deal with Cen Bowen, and using that kind of white lotus method is unnecessary.
"That's different." Song Yiyi said muffledly in Cen Yue's arms.
Cen Yue climbed the hill without slowing down, "Really? Then turn around and look, there's a big downhill road ahead, don't cry later."
Song Yiyi's heart skipped a beat.
Why is it that whatever she fears, Cen Yue will do it?
How did he hit every single one of her weak spots so precisely?!
Song Yiyi had no choice but to give in: "Brother! Brother, put me down!"
Cen Yue remained indifferent, "We've reached the top."
This is no different from riding a large roller coaster and stopping at the top.
The only difference is that the roller coaster is safer than riding a bike in Cen Yue.
Song Yiyi held Cen Yue's arms tighter and said hurriedly, "Brother, Brother Yue, Brother Yue."
She shouted it three times in a row in a useless way.
The scenes of the doctor threading the needle appeared in front of her eyes, and Song Yiyi's whole body tensed up.
The bicycle slowed down.
Cen Yue had no intention of letting Song Yiyi get off, and he rode very steadily for the rest of the journey.
The car stopped at the foot of a mountain.
Cen Yue took Song Yiyi to climb halfway up the mountain.
He carried everything in one hand and pulled Song Yiyi from time to time.
Song Yiyi was still gasping for breath from exhaustion.
Cen Yue took out the kettle, unscrewed it and handed it to her, "Here we are, drink some water."
Rows of white tombstones are neatly arranged halfway up the mountain, stretching all the way to the edge of the gray skyline.
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