He looked at Cao Hang, who was already sitting on the motorcycle, and then at Cao Hang's broad back.
Song Qian knew that if she got on this motorcycle, she would definitely have to hug Cao Hang's waist.
Not only did he have to hug Cao Hang's waist, but he also had to quietly stick to Cao Hang.
Although she was indeed the one who took the initiative last night, in Song Qian's opinion, she was drunk last night.
But now, Song Qian regretted it. After all, Cao Hang was the same age as her daughter.
If this matter were to spread, how would he be able to live in the future?
"Auntie Song Qian, you're wasting my time. If you don't hurry up, I'll really be late later. You don't want me to be late on my first day of class, do you?”
Song Qian, who was still hesitating, could no longer hesitate after hearing Cao Hang's words.
I'm just supervising Xiao Hang to send the motorcycle back. Even if others see it, what can they say?
After consoling herself, Song Qian sat on the backseat of Cao Hang's motorcycle.
The moment Song Qian sat down, Cao Hang grabbed her hand and placed it on his waist.
As for Song Qian, she was now directly sticking to Cao Hang's back.
Song Qian could even smell Cao Hang's scent. It was still so nice.
Cao Hangte could also feel Song Qian's body pressing against his.
"Boom!"
The moment he started the motorcycle, Cao Hang's motorcycle did not rush out immediately. Instead, it swayed slightly forward.
Song Qian, who was sitting in the backseat, also swayed along with him.
As for Cao Hang and Song Qian's body parts, they were even tighter at this moment.
"Stop playing and send the motorcycle back.”
"Alright."
"Rumble…"
This time, Cao Hang did not hesitate at all. He tightened the accelerator of the motorcycle and the entire motorcycle rushed out like a red lightning bolt.
Song Qian, who was sitting in the back seat, felt the wind blowing past her.
Even though she was wearing a helmet at this moment, this feeling could be said to be very wonderful.
After all, she had been a safety seeker when she was young, so she had never ridden a motorcycle at that time.
When she got older, she would not dare to do so.
After all, in Song Qian's opinion, motorcycles were unsafe. How could she sit on something like this?
However, now that she was sitting on the backseat of Cao Hang's motorcycle, Song Qian felt that it was still very good.
If he was younger, he might have liked this feeling.
At the thought of this, Song Qian subconsciously hugged Cao Hang's waist tightly.
It could be said that his entire body was stuck to Cao Hang's back. Some parts of his body were even deformed from the pressure.
However, Spring Breeze High School was very close to Shuxiang Ya Yuan, so Cao Hang quickly rode his motorcycle to Song Qian's house.
When Cao Hang stopped the motorcycle, Song Qian finally regained her senses.
After all, they were all acquaintances here. It was not good for her to hug Cao Hang so tightly.
Therefore, Song Qian immediately let go of Cao Hang's hand and got off the motorcycle.
After taking off her helmet, Song Qian took Cao Hang's helmet.
"Where's the key?"
Looking at Song Qian's outstretched hand, Cao Hang knew that if he gave her the key, it would not be easy to take it out.
"Aunt Song Qian, you can take care of the helmet. Without the helmet, I can't ride the motorcycle out to play. As for the keys, I'll just hold them in my hand.”
"No, the key has to be in my hand, in case you.”
"Auntie Song Qian, I'm going to be late for school, so I'll go to school first.”
The moment he finished speaking, Cao Hang had already rushed out at his fastest speed.
Looking at Cao Hang who had already run far away, Song Qian had no other choice.
After all, Cao Hang was not her child.
In addition, because of what happened last night, Song Qian was still a little reserved in front of Cao Hang.
She also could not show the kind of dominance she had towards Yingzi.
Therefore, Song Qian had no way to deal with Cao Hang now.
After all, who asked him to do such a thing and take the initiative?
Since Cao Hang didn't want to give him the key, then he wouldn't hand it over.
After all, she had promised him that she could ride a motorcycle on weekends in the future. She still had to keep her promise. After all, who asked her master to do so?
He couldn't just go back on his word, right?
However, looking at the motorcycle that was worth more than two million yuan, Song Qian felt that no one would steal it.
However, he couldn't just leave it here to be exposed to the wind and sun, right?
At this thought, Song Qian walked towards the property management building. She planned to buy a garage.
It was specially used by Cao Hang to store his motorcycle.
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