The moment he approached, such an aura surrounded him and was everywhere, causing his fingers on the motorcycle to froze, and somehow he lost his movements.

Any touch behind him becomes extremely clear.

"There are fifty-seven minutes left." A cold and low voice fell in his ears. The boy was wearing a school uniform and meticulously. After sitting up, he raised his left hand with clear joints and pinched Chu Xu's waist slightly, "Don't you leave?"

The motorcycle is so big, and the two of them are slender, so they can't help but meet each other. When the clothes rubbed, they brought an inexplicable sense of ambiguity.

Chu Xu could feel the breath spraying on the back of his neck while the boy was talking. His heart suddenly jumped heavily, and he lowered his eyes and looked down, "...Where are you putting your hand?"

The boy put one hand on his waist, only a thin layer of T-shirt was separated, and the strength was neither light nor heavy.

But Chu Xu felt a little hot.

"I'm afraid of falling." The person behind him answered coldly and self-control. He pinched Chu Xu's waist with one hand, supported his long legs there, and pulled the school uniform zipper to the top, and the neck curve was clear, so he asked calmly: "Is there any problem?"

“…”

There seems to be no problem with this kind of thing.

This is usually the case with each other.

Chu Xu doesn't care about it normally,

But on Jingbai,

He can think more about every place.

Very uncomfortable.

The school bull pursed his thin lips, closed his eyes and said nothing, and moved forward directly.

He drove the motorcycle very quickly, as if he was eager to get rid of something, which brought a strong wind and lifted up the corners of the two people's clothes, and the breath was intertwined.

The boy was not at all unadapted. He sat behind without changing his face and looked at the front calmly. The ink hair was a little messy by the wind, which made the boy feel particularly rich. Under his fingers was the boy's green and tight waist and abdomen, with smooth and thin lines. Only a layer of T-shirt was separated. The temperature of the lines was clearly transmitted to his fingertips. I don't know if it was nervous or something, but it was a little stiff and tight, and the lines on his back were stretched like a beautiful bow.

He narrowed his eyes, his eyes as dark as a cold pool, a rippling moonlight was in it, precipitating a deep and bewitching color. His fingertips moved intentionally or unintentionally, rubbing the waist of the school bully, his expression was cold and his movements were unknown.

Chu Xu's body was always tense, and even his fingers holding the handlebars were very strong. His finger bones turned slightly white, and a cold breath lingered around him. He was unfamiliar and aggressive, which made people unable to ignore, especially the hand on his waist. I don't know if it was Chu Xu's illusion, but he always felt that Jing Bai seemed to be touching his waist, unable to tell whether it was an unintentional act or something.

Chu Xu hesitated for a moment, feeling that his thoughts were really poisonous, and tried to ignore the touch as much as possible. However, the Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and the curve was confusing. The motorcycle was astonishingly fast as the wind blew towards him, with the impetuousness of summer. The wind in June was even hot. Not only did it not relieve the indescribable throbbing in the boy's heart, but it messed up all his thoughts.

until--

He was pinched down, and a real feeling of slight trembling swept across his body in an instant. Chu Xu was suddenly stunned, a little disbelief, and his back suddenly froze, his fingertips were at a loss. Then, accidentally, he blatantly ran a red light under the traffic police's nose, and he didn't even step on the brakes.

And then-

They were stopped by the traffic police, posted a ticket and fined them. Seeing that one of them was wearing a school uniform, the traffic police even scolded him.

Chu Xu: "..."

He stood there with a gloomy face, and it was strange from beginning to end, without saying a word.

"Please be careful next time. Do you know how many car accidents you have occurred every year because of running a red light?" The traffic police said: "You two are still students. Don't mess around if you have nothing to do. Do you know the first thing to do?"

Chu Xu lowered his eyes and stared at the ground, and played back the action just now for the countless times in his mind.

He was sure and sure

It was definitely Jingbai's intentional one.

The boy stood beside him, his school uniform was upright and his expression was elegant. He nodded calmly, said thank you, and then pulled Chu Xu away without saying a word.

"You--" Chu Xu woke up like a dream. Looking at the boy's back walking in front of him, he gritted his teeth, his eyes were subtle and strange, with a trace of indescribable confusion, his thin lips opened lightly, and just spit out a word, a sentence circled the tip of his tongue, but he didn't know how to say it.

Could it be that he would ask Jingbai directly?

Why did you pinch me just now? You also touch your waist...

The school bully's eyebrows were furrowed tightly, his air pressure was lowered a little, and his thin lips were tightened without saying a word.

Can't say it.

"Why do I?" But the culprit didn't look moved, he was very indifferent, put on his helmet again, and said concisely: "I'll get it."

Chu Xu couldn't believe how Jingbai did so unchanged.

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and finally agreed to what Jingbai said.

If you love whoever drives, he won’t drive this broken car anymore.

After getting on the motorcycle again, the two completely changed positions.

The school tyrant sat lazily behind, looking at the Qingjun back in front of him, his mood was quite subtle, and he didn't take the other person's attitude seriously. Maybe he was just playing around. Chu Xu thought about it, but he still felt that he couldn't lose money, at least he had to return it, so he put one hand on the boy's waist, a little careless and casual.

But the other party's reaction was completely different from what he imagined.

"Hurry up." The boy's voice is cold, like ice beer and clear, and his voice is filled with a sense of alienation that no one can enter. He has no smile and is very oppressive: "Don't fall down."

"Ha." Chu Xu looked at him disdainfully, "You can just open it."

Before Chu Xu finished speaking, the motorcycle started directly, and the yardage suddenly reached its maximum, and rushed out like an arrow from the string. The sound of the tire rubbing against the ground was blocked by the sound of the rushing wind, and he galloped all the way, and Chu Xu's tail sound was also annihilated in the sharp wind.

The surrounding scenes quickly retreated, the sound of the wind sucked his ears, the boy's school uniform was blown up, and the shirt was pulled out of the belt, making a corner of the wind blow.

Chu Xu fucked softly, his voice blurred in the strong wind. Finally, he understood what Jingbai said to hold tightly. He grabbed the boy's school uniform with one hand and pressed him down: "Are you fucking drifting?"

It was another sharp turn, so fast that it could almost throw people out. The school bully's fingers fell into the boy's school uniform, leaving wrinkles one after another.

"Just sit firmly." At that moment, Chu Xu seemed to hear such a cold word, which was quickly crushed into the wind.

Chu Xu had never played racing. On the contrary, he was much crazy when he was playing on the mountain than now. He just didn't expect that his deskmate could even race. He could feel that the other party deliberately left some points on the road. After all, there were traffic lights and they didn't turn on them at will.

Well... let him think about it.

Smoking early love racing,

What else is the first in every exam that Chu Xiumao said, and the good students who are excellent and self-disciplined will not do.
Chapter completed!