Who said strong women can't be sweet girls

Chapter 73

"Why, you haven't got in the car yet, are you really planning to walk back?" Qi Xi saw that Kun Qiao lowered his head and remained silent, as if he was thinking about something, the sky was so dark, and he couldn't see any expression.

"But it's really too cold to ride a motorcycle." After thinking about it, Kun Qiao said.

"Who wears a skirt in winter and has bare legs, you should be covered by a bare leg magic weapon, get in the car." Qi Xi didn't bother with her, but directly exposed it.

It was only then that Kunqiao remembered that Qi Xi was in the production of women's clothing. In his eyes, he could basically see the production process of any piece of women's clothing, so he knew quite well about matching.

She didn't want to get in the car because the weather was good and the sun was bright today, and she also matched herself with the kind that she didn't usually wear in the company.

The hair is still black and long and straight, but the coat is a brown leather jacket, and the lower body is the same color, but the pleated skirt is slightly darker, and the bare legs are definitely indispensable. The sheepskin thick-soled shallow boots on the feet are warmer in color , Even in winter, it will not feel cold at first glance.

And Qi Xi seems to be in conflict with the leather jacket these days, and it's still the same color.

Together, these two people are like a pure motorcycle boy and his rebellious girl girlfriend. She doesn't want others to be misunderstood like this, although she has already misunderstood their outfits.

But in the current situation, it may take several hours to get home if you really walk back, with these things in your hands. After the sun sets, the weather is still so cold. For a person who does not usually have any similar labor, Not a very good choice.

Reluctantly getting into the car, the back seat of the motorcycle is low in the front and high in the back, and it is almost instinctive to lie on the person in front, and the food bought at home cannot be thrown away.

"For safety's sake, I think it's better for you to hug my waist." Qi Xi reminded, already found that Kun Qiao was still groping for where to take her hands that had nowhere to rest but could only hug his waist.

"This car doesn't feel like riding an electric car at all." Kun Qiao said after searching for a long time but still failed.

After she finished speaking, she seemed to hear someone laughing in front of her. Although he was somewhat restrained, he was still very clear in this wilderness without any industrial noise.

"Do you want to miss dinner too? If this continues, how long will it take to go back?" Qi Xi reminded, but he didn't seem to show any impatience.

"You are so strange and moody. I don't need to accommodate your emotions. If you press me again, I won't sit down." Kun Qiao remembered the words that Qi Xi lost control during the meal, and his dissatisfaction emerged again. The feeling is really a headache.

"I don't treat others like this." Qi Xi explained in a low voice.

"Then we must have a grudge." Kun Qiao muttered, and the blue hair under the helmet was already fluttering in the wind.

"I told you to slow down, this is not on the road, the ground is uneven!" In less than half a minute, Kunqiao felt a little bumpy. In her eyes, motorcycles are very dangerous means of transportation. There are often news on the Internet. She had an accident on a motorcycle, so she is also very afraid of motorcycles, especially when she hears the sound of the motor, emmm. . .

Qi Xi didn't respond to her, as if getting into his car, his life was temporarily handed over to him.

It took me a while to get to the National Highway. At the end of the year, there are a lot of vehicles on the road, basically all of which have license plates from other places.

Unlike urban areas, there are many traffic lights. As long as it is not in a town with a meeting point, there are basically no traffic lights. Many people drive very recklessly, and forget all the traffic knowledge learned in the first subject.

If there is a bump or something accidentally, the motorcycle passengers will definitely not get half of it.

"Slow down, it's scary!" Kunqiao didn't dare to free his hands, but with the helmet on, he couldn't talk to him, and the whistling wind sounded one after another. This feeling was really uncomfortable. alright.

After all, she still doesn't have the energy to seek adventure and excitement. If this is when she is in high school and college, she might be so happy.

"Slow down and be safe." As a last resort, she could only move forward and try to get closer.

But the other party still didn't respond.

There is really no way, she needs to take a risk.

She hugged his waist even tighter with the other hand, freed one hand, and boldly took off Qi Xi's helmet.

"Slow down, it's too dangerous." Then he yelled in his ear.

In this way, he seemed to hear a little bit, and finally stopped the car at a place with a fork.

"What's the matter?" After the car came to a complete stop, he took off his helmet and turned around to ask Kunjo.

"You're driving too fast, I feel a little scared." Kunqiao only felt that his chest was heaving and heaving, and one star hadn't returned to its place.

"No, this is a national highway, I won't drive fast, the cars around are all faster than me." Qi Xi explained.

Kun Qiao was a little embarrassed. For the combination of "meat covered iron" riding a motorcycle, she couldn't adapt to the speed of the car too fast.

"A motorcycle is also a motor vehicle. I have been controlling the speed of the car within forty yards, which is not fast at all." Qi Xi was a little helpless. Could it be that the speed of a bicycle would make her feel suitable and not dangerous?

"Anyway, just drive slowly, it's not too far from my house, just put me at the intersection." Don't go to the door of the house, if uncle is at home, he will probably say something again.

"Why, I'll take you there, don't you want me to drink a glass of water?" Qi Xi frowned. This person is still so wary of himself?
"No, I'm going home so late, you send me back, I'm afraid the adults will misunderstand, and then rush me, too lazy to explain." If Kun Qiao answered, he saw that Qi Xi had put on the helmet again, Pulling her bracelet around his waist.

This action is not too intimate, but for two people who are not so familiar with each other, it does make people feel a little awkward.

The most important thing is that Kun Qiao is very confident in his 34B figure, and has always felt that he is very big. To put it bluntly, this sitting posture is just being taken advantage of by others, and he can’t say more, alas, it’s annoying.

The motorcycle started again, and the motorcycle boy really drove the motorcycle out of the speed of the bicycle. Of course, it may still be faster than the bicycle speed, or if someone finds the two of them, they will think that they have something wrong with the bicycle.

When reaching the side of the road, Qi Xi obediently stopped.

The two of them stood under the streetlight, saying farewell, which they were not very good at.

(End of this chapter)