He turned to look at her.
"Very tight."
…
The royal blue motorcycle sped through the night.
Qi Yuran felt that he must be crazy.
He was taking her to see a man.
No.
When he sees that damn man later, he will definitely beat him up!
Let my sister know what a rubbish that guy is and how he doesn't deserve her at all!
The flames of jealousy burned within him.
He stepped on the accelerator and increased his speed.
Let the wind turn into a sharp blade and tear around you.
I felt the soft warmth of your body around my waist as I wished.
In the rearview mirror, he saw Shen Zhiyi's tightly closed brows and the little face hidden in the helmet, with his head buried in his shoulder.
She almost pressed her whole body against his back.
Lips tightly closed.
Slender arms also wrapped around his waist, fingertips tugging at every inch of his clothes.
Even the sides of her thighs were pressed tightly against him.
Qi Yuran repeatedly tasted his own torment in extreme jealousy and rising and explosive joy.
The vibration and roar of the engine could not compare to his deafening heartbeat at this moment.
He raised the corners of his lips slightly, and his eyes hidden in the helmet were as bright as sparks.
He picked up the pace a little more.
The neon lights in the distance were dragged into brilliant ribbons of light, and every passing scene was blurred into fragments.
The whole world became a backdrop for him and her.
Even the sound disappeared and became blurred.
Qi Yuran suddenly thought, just carry her like this.
Keep opening.
Keep opening.
Drive to the end of the world.
Before arriving.
All the people and things disappeared, leaving only her and him, clinging to each other...
Unfortunately, the road is short.
When Shen Zhiyi got out of the car, her legs were shaking.
Qi Yuran stared at the bag in her hand.
His eyes were as cold as shavings.
Why didn’t I get rid of this annoying thing when I was on the road just now?
Shen Zhiyi took off his helmet and handed it to Qi Yuran.
"Thanks."
"Then I'll go first."
"Sister, are you scared?" Qi Yuran also took off his own, hung the two helmets side by side, and with a stretch of his long legs, he got out of the car.
He took the bag from her hand and walked into the hotel without saying a word.
"I'll take my sister to the temple."
"Huh?" Shen Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, then raised her foot to catch up with him, "No need, no need... Really no need..."
"I can do it myself..."
"Thank you."
She tried to grab the bag from his hand, but he dodged it with his hand.
"Why are you being polite?" Qi Yuran glanced sideways, stretched out his arm, put it around her shoulders, and pressed the elevator button.
From the back, the posture looked like he was holding her whole body in his arms.
"I didn't even say I'd carry my sister to bed."
He suddenly took her shoulder, leaned over, and whispered in her ear: "After all, sister just hugged me so tightly, your whole body was clinging to me like an octopus."
"I thought... my sister must have been so frightened that she couldn't move."
"That's not good."
"The people above... must be getting impatient."
His tone was ambiguous.
Shen Zhiyi froze.
"Which floor?" He stood up straight, his voice cold.
"26." Shen Zhiyi answered subconsciously.
After saying that, he bit his tongue secretly.
How come you said it out!
Seeing that she could no longer hide the truth, she simply told him the truth.
"Actually, this thing is what Ajiu wanted. She is waiting for me in the room now."
"So you should just give the things to me and I'll take care of them."
"When she sees you, she'll be furious."
"Heh." Qi Yuran sneered, not believing it at all. "Sister, are you trying to get rid of me with this kind of words?"
"how?"
"Are you afraid that the man will see me and misunderstand the relationship between my sister and me?"
"Or... is he afraid that I will hit him?"
He glanced at her sideways.
The cold light in the elevator cast a sharp shadow on his silver hair, making Shen Zhiyi a little dazed.
"Why did you hit him?"
"I'm jealous." He said suddenly.
"Ah?" Shen Zhiyi's eyes widened, and she looked at him blankly, "Jealous? Jealous of whom?"
"mine?"
Qi Yuran suddenly approached and pushed her against the wall of the elevator.
"Yes, yours."
"But...we have nothing to do with each other, why are you jealous of me..." Shen Zhiyi had nowhere to retreat and looked up at him helplessly.
But I met a pair of burning and aggrieved eyes.
"Can't I be jealous without a name?"
"Sister, don't you even give me the right to be jealous?"
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