Finally, they arrived at the cafe.
"Go!"
A hurried voice attracted Song Qiqi's attention.
She turned her head and saw the car that made the sound driving away.
Song Qiqi felt something was wrong and quickly ran into the coffee shop, but there was no sign of Lan Yuqin in the lobby.
That just now...
Song Qiqi intuitively felt that Lan Yuqin must be in that car.
And that female voice...
It's Anqi's!
This is more confirmed.
Song Qiqi widened her eyes and told Han Zemu her guess.
Han Zemu frowned when he heard this. When Song Qiqi thought he thought she was daydreaming, he pulled her towards the motorcycle shop nearby.
Han Zemu filled in the information for renting a car very skillfully.
He helped Song Qiqi put on his helmet.
Han Zemu rides on a cool motorcycle, which adds a sense of mystery to his already unique and cool temperament.
He patted the back seat.
"Come up." His voice was cold and yet contained a hint of inexplicable doting.
"Oh, okay!" Song Qiqi supported the back seat and jumped on in a rather funny manner.
The design of the locomotive is very special.
The people in the back seat will stick close to the people in the front no matter what.
When Song Qiqi was still feeling a little embarrassed, the car suddenly started, and the recoil forced Song Qiqi to grab Han Zemu's clothes tightly.
Han Zemu lowered his head and saw through the transparent front-view helmet that his loose clothes had been torn into a tight-fitting suit, as well as the two small white hands that were holding on tightly.
He pursed his lips and smiled, then raised his eyes and focused on driving.
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