Ding ding ding
"Is anyone home?" Li Zijun stepped forward and knocked on the door.
At the entrance of a small farmhouse courtyard, Li Zijun knocked on the iron gate and called inside.
The yard wasn't big. Although the house was a bit old, it wasn't dilapidated. The only mismatch was that there was a brand new motorbike parked in the yard, looking stylish, somewhat out of place with the home.
"Cool, an Aprilia gpr150r," Yu Mingyuan couldn't help but exclaim at this moment, his eyes fixed on the motorbike and sighing.
Hearing this, Su Qing was stunned: "You mean that motorbike? You know it?"
Yu Mingyuan nodded: "To be honest, Su, I'm very fond of motorbikes, thinking of saving money to buy one someday. I've seen this model online, and it's not cheap. This bike costs more than twenty thousand, I couldn't afford it."
