Yan Xinxin jokingly said this word, and Mo Chuxi paused slightly, then pulled a sexy smile across his lips and laughed.
"Baby, time to set off, sit tight."
"Alright~"
Yan Xinxin responded, wrapping her arms more intimately around Mo Chuxi's waist.
Under the starlight and moon.
Mo Chuxi rode the bicycle, carrying Yan Xinxin, rushing towards their destination all the way.
When Mo Chuxi was in junior high, high school, and even college, he often fantasized about being able to do what he was doing now—riding a bicycle on the way home from school, with his Little Qianyuan seated behind him.
He would take her to see many beautiful sceneries, chase and run under the sunset, and when they were tired, they'd lean on each other's shoulders, studying English vocabulary together.
Yan Xinxin slowly bowed her head, resting it on Mo Chuxi's back, a happy smile spreading across her lips.
