Li Ying poked her head to see what he was doing, but heard the sound of him tearing off the tape on his gloves.
Then, without turning his head, he pushed his gloves back, just in front of her face.
"Put it on."
Li Ying was stunned for a moment, "I, I'm not cold."
"If it's not cold, don't strangle me. I'm going to vomit from you."
Li Ying realized this and quickly let go, "You should have told me earlier."
Lan Jingyu took a deep breath and passed his gloves back, "Hurry up."
Li Ying said "Oh" and took the gloves.
She fumbled and put it on, and immediately felt the remaining warmth inside. She moved her fingertips slightly, which was rare and a little embarrassing.
"Hey, are you cold?"
"Hurry up, don't be nagging."
Li Ying thought for a moment, lowered her head, looked at his waist, and found two pockets.
"I won't wear it anymore."
Lan Jingyu: "Are you going to continue strangling me?"
Li Ying pouted, took off her gloves and gave them back to him, "I'll put my hands in your coat pockets, okay?"
Lan Jingyu paused.
He didn't wear anything underneath, just a motorcycle suit on the outside. This girl also likes to use her hands and feet. If she scratches her pockets twice, wouldn't that be fatal?
"I have something in my pocket, no matter what."
Li Ying reached out and patted his left pocket, "Nonsense! It's empty."
Lan Jingyu: "..."
Li Ying didn't care what was wrong with him, so she threw the gloves to him, quickly unzipped his pocket, and put them in naturally.
Motorcycle clothing is a kind of clothing that is strong but not thick. When you put it into the pocket, there is only a layer of leather between it and the inside.
As soon as Li Ying reached in, she immediately felt that Lan Jingyu was not wearing any clothes inside.
She twitched the corners of her mouth, quickly clenched her hands into fists, and leaned her head forward, "Hey, I didn't take advantage of you, I'm a gentleman."
Lan Jingyu closed his eyes, "Yes! Thank you!"
You are so kind.
Li Ying grunted, feeling at ease, and tightened her arms, "Let's go."
What could Lan Jingyu do? We were almost at the highway entrance and we couldn't send her back again.
He started the car again and reminded her, "Hold tight."
"Know--"
The rumbling sound sounded again, but not as fast as before.
Li Ying also breathed a sigh of relief. After she put her hand in his pocket, she couldn't hold him tightly because it was a bit unsafe.
His hands were clenched into fists, and through a layer of leather, he could feel the hardness on the man's waist on the back of his hands.
She wanted to praise his waist again.
Although it is thin, it is quite strong. I don’t know which fitness instructor wears it. Is it possible to train waistcoat lines? She is quite envious of it.
As I was thinking wildly, the red light at the highway intersection in the distance turned on, and the surrounding street lights also changed.
arrive.
Lan Jingyu and the others chose a highway intersection with few people, which is convenient for inspection. It is troublesome to drive a motorcycle on the highway, and a highway intersection with many people is too troublesome.
The car stopped and there were already many people there.
Li Ying slowly let go of her hand, faced the cold wind, and clenched her fists.
Before taking off the helmet, I heard the laughter of a girl, there must be more than one.
She stepped back, and as soon as she took off her helmet, she saw a pair of slender legs.
"Master Lan, long time no see."
"It's been a long time, we just met last night." A girl joked.
Li Ying took off her helmet and saw clearly the face of the person in front of her.
She has an oval face, red lips and long hair. She wears a motorcycle suit on her upper body and short shorts on her lower body. She has a super sexy figure.
The other party also looked at her immediately and saw that she didn't even put on lipstick, and surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes.