Chapter Ninety-Four: Brother Ash's double mark is clear

Yan Han and He Zichi, who borrowed the bicycle of a day student, were trying to skip class and go to the Internet cafรฉ happily.

Then he was stopped by Huo Yan, who came out of the door of the sushi restaurant, in a cold voice.

When Yan Han saw it, he saw that it was them, and he was happy, "Yo hey!?" It's Brother Ember and the little fairy who is a scholar! โ€

He Zichi smiled, "Brother Ember is fast enough!" Are you guys starting your first date? โ€

Brother Ember actually took the little fairy who was a school bully to skip class on a date, and he deserved to be a brother!

It's exciting!

It can definitely leave a deep and good memory for the little fairy of Xueba!

It's just that the two parties don't think so-

Huo Shen didn't smile: Hurry up and be paralyzed!

Qiao Nian's face was expressionless: Ask you a ball!

Because He Zichi used inappropriate words, he was unlucky to be picked by Huo Baba.

"Lend me your car."

Huo Yan's eyebrows were not happy or angry, and he said lightly, "I want to go back to school." โ€

Shocked my mom!

Didn't the two of you go on a date?

Why go back to swim in the ocean of learning?

Yan Han and He Zichi glanced at each other, and before they could ask why, they heard the little fairy of Xueba lower her voice and warn, "Classmate Huo Yan, hurry up." โ€

Huo Shen raised his hand, his palm fell on top of her head, and rubbed it gently, "Got it." โ€

.... So gentle.

Qiao Nian was stunned, and looked blankly at Huo Yan who turned around and borrowed He Zichi's bicycle, and under the sun, the back of the young man was illuminated by a halo.

"Get in the car."

It wasn't until a deep male voice sounded that Qiao Nian came back to his senses, and then he saw the young man who had already ridden the bicycle, with his tall and broad back facing away from her.

One powerful long leg was propped up on the ground, the other leg was on the pedal, and then he held the handlebar in both hands and turned his face to the sun, waiting for her to come.

Qiao Nian felt that her heart was beating a little fast, she covered her heart, and then trotted over, sitting carefully, not touching him with both hands, only holding the back of the seat tightly.

Isn't his waist more insecure than that?

Huo Shen glanced back at her, and saw that she was looking at herself innocently with her apricot eyes open, and the words that had just sprung up in her throat choked.

Then he held the handlebar with one hand, and with the other hand, he held Qiao Nian's hand domineeringly and pulled her to his back.

Then he placed her hand firmly on her waist.

"That's right."

Seeing that she was stunned, the corners of his lips hooked, "Sit tight." โ€

He turned around, stepped on his feet, and the wheels turned, round and round, accompanied by a crisp sound of car bells.

The summer wind warmly fluttered on his face, and the scene in front of him flashed behind him quickly.

Qiao Nian grabbed the corner of the young man's clothes fluttering in the wind with one hand, so close to the distance.

She could smell the cold mint scent of him.

The floral fragrance of the warm breeze does not seem to be as good as the mint smell of the teenager.

Qiao Nian felt a strange feeling rise in his heart for no reason.

This feeling is exactly the same as when Huo Yan desperately hugged her in the playground and rushed to the school infirmary.

It is a novel, not disgusting, and even a little throbbing mood.

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The other side.

It is also a romantic bicycle cp.

Yan Han gritted his teeth and stepped on the pedal, "He Zichi, if you are found by me again, you secretly drink milk tea, I will burn all your treasured teachers!" โ€

He Zichi still couldn't figure it out, "Why didn't Brother Ember choose your bicycle and choose mine?" โ€

Yan Han: "Because you said Brother Ember is 'fast'!" Idiot! โ€

He Zichi was not convinced, "The little fairy of Xueba also said it!" โ€

"Can men and women talk faster, can they be the same?!".

Yan Han said a fact, "Brother Ember is clearly marked. โ€