Wen Nuan responded, holding onto the seat underneath with both hands, looking at the slope ahead, "It's so steep, can you ride up?"
Qin Shaojin didn't say a word, pedaled, accelerated, and quickly rode up.
Wen Nuan sat at the back, screaming excitedly the whole way, "Qin Leader, your bike seems really good, like the kind top-level trekkers use."
Qin Shaojin smiled harmlessly, "It cost over a hundred thousand yuan, what do you think?"
Once they reached level ground, he sat on the seat while Wen Nuan hugged Qin Shaojin's waist with both hands, "Rich guy, let's be friends?"
Qin Shaojin glanced back at Wen Nuan, "I don't lack friends, already have some. It's getting colder recently, seems a bit cold at home, will you warm my bedsheets?"
Wen Nuan laughed, dimples forming, "Report rich guy, you can use the heating function of an air conditioner."
"Air conditioning makes me uncomfortable."
Qin Shaojin rode the bike, his voice like the melodious sound of a piano.
