Qiao Qiqi took the two helmets offered by Gu Cheng and handed one to Yang Xiaoqing.
Gu Cheng's eyes were complicated, as if he wanted to say something but stopped.
Qiao Qiqi ignored his hesitation and rode off with Yang Xiaoqing.
In the city, she drove at a normal speed, leaving Yang Xiaoqing somewhat disappointed. Reaching the suburbs where there were no cars, Qiao Qiqi said, "Hold tight!"
Then she pushed the throttle to the maximum, and the heavy motorcycle thundered away like a cannonball, that streak of black racing through the night like lightning.
Yang Xiaoqing was initially startled, then quickly wrapped her arms around Qiao Qiqi's waist. As the speed continued to rise, the girl on the back seat let out excited screams!
The scenery on both sides of the road rapidly retreated, and Yang Xiaoqing even felt the surroundings appeared in slow-motion blurs; she knew all this was because of the sheer speed.
