Zhao Qi returned to the team, his expression resuming his self-assumed coolness, and handed the milk tea to Xiao Rou.
Xiao Rou happily accepted the milk tea and said sweetly, "Thank you, Brother Zhao~."
The others glanced at Zhao Qi, a hint of amusement in their eyes.
They had all just witnessed that scene; this guy acting nonchalant now is truly hilarious.
Zhao Qi, being watched by others, didn't mind at all. He raised his head and got on the motorcycle, "Let's go, let's check out the segment where tonight's race will be."
Xiao Rou obediently sat on the motorcycle, holding the milk tea in one hand and hugging Zhao Qi's waist with the other.
Being hugged by a girl, Zhao Qi felt both satisfied and proud.
This is what a girl should be! That woman just now, she was simply not a woman!!!
So strong and so fierce, tsk, he must have been blind.
