Reborn as a wealthy family, Young Master Zhan lay down obediently

Chapter 466

An Ranran looked at the TV in the back box. At that time, the TV was still the kind of square lump, with a large piece protruding from the back of the screen, making the whole TV look cumbersome.

Therefore, the box area for installing the TV is also extremely considerable.

An Ranran gestured towards the box, and then said very wittily: "Zhan Nianbei, I don't think I can carry it all the way."

Zhan Nianbei nodded: "I think so too. So I think we need a rope. "

As Zhan Nianbei said, he took a rope out of the trunk, and then told An Ranran to help the motorcycle. He put the TV box on the back of the motorcycle, and fixed it with the rope, and it was tied firmly.

An Ranran gave Zhan Nianbei a thumbs up: "I give you a thumbs up."

Zhan Nianbei raised his eyebrows: "don't you realize that you have no place to sit?"

An Ranran frowned: "That's right, there's a TV behind here, so where should I sit?"

Zhan Nianbei smiled, stepped on the motorcycle with one leg, and nodded his chin at An Ranran.

An Ranran's eyes widened at that moment: "Sit on your lap?"

Zhan Nianbei raised his eyebrows: "otherwise? Are you going to sit on the TV? "

An Ranran glanced at the TV box and the video recorder box on top of the box, then turned her head obediently, and tried to raise her legs to sit in front of Zhan Nianbei.

An Ranran felt that there was a fuel tank in front of Zhan Nianbei, and she would sit on it at worst. However, someone from Zhan said, "The fuel tank should be hot in a while, if you are not afraid of burning your butt, just sit on it."

Hot ass?
An Ranran thought for a while, it's okay to be scalded, but if there is something wrong with the pants, it will be a big embarrassment.

"Okay, it's not like I haven't sat down before." Zhan Nianbei put his legs on the ground, vacating the little seat in front of him, "Come up!"

An Ranran glanced at it, she didn't know if it was an illusion or something, she always felt that somewhere in Zhan Nianbei looked like a soldier ready to go.

Zhan Nianbei understood her thoughts in an instant, and was amused by his little girl's reaction, and laughed again: "Ran Ran, what image do I have in your heart? It's broad daylight, and we're all neatly dressed Now, what are you afraid of?"

An Ranran thinks about it too.

She cleared her throat embarrassingly, and said to Zhan Nianbei in a vicious voice: "Sit back!"

Zhan Nianbei immediately retreated back in coordination.

Only then did An Ranran raise her legs and sit in front of him.

After she sat down completely, Zhan Nianbei retracted his legs, just pushing her butt up.

An Ranran's face blushed again, but this time, she didn't dare to show it too obviously.

Because the current war master is no longer the former war master.

He seems to be enlightened, and he takes pleasure in teasing An Ranran all the time.

After the two of them sat down, Zhan Nianbei leaned over slightly, wrapping An Ranran in his arms with his strong arms.

With the warm breath blowing against her ears, An Ranran felt the smell of Zhan Nianbei everywhere.

For the next part of the road, An Ranran kept working hard. If she didn't work hard to restrain herself on such a rough road, and let Zhan Nianbei, a newly enlightened person, make the decision, An Ranran couldn't imagine what he would do Shocking things come.

While An Ranran was working hard, Zhan Nianbei complained in his heart.

Before, he wanted to tease this little girl, but now, she was sitting on his lap, the soft skin was in contact with his through the fabric.But he couldn't leave his hands on the motorcycle for a moment.

So such a warm and fragrant nephrite can only be let him watch.

Especially when the motorcycle was running, every strand of her hair was flirting with malicious intent, greeting him desperately.

The fresh aroma is refreshing.

If it was in the room, he would naturally have a way to appease such floating clouds, but now, appease?Forget it, he had no choice but to restrain himself hard.

After driving like this for about two kilometers, Zhan Nianbei finally couldn't take it anymore, he parked the car to the side of the road, and then pretended to be Liu Xiahui's calmness and said to An Ranran: "Are you tired, let's rest for a while?"

An Ranran was indeed tired. She sat on someone's lap and raised her spirits from beginning to end. From time to time, she had to be careful of point-to-point contact caused by the bumps. It's no wonder she wasn't tired.

So the two reached a consensus in this way, got off the motorcycle, sat on the rocks beside the field, and took a rest looking at the greenery that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Ten minutes later, An Ranran felt that she had almost recovered. Based on the principle of arriving early and being at ease, she stood up: "Let's go?"

Zhan Nianbei hummed, got up and stepped onto the motorcycle. This time, he didn't dare to let An Ranran sit in front: "I'll sit forward, can you see if you can sit behind me?"

An Ranran was pleasantly surprised: "Okay."

The motorcycle starts again.

Now An Ranran felt comfortable. Although the box behind her was a little cramped, but without the challenge under her buttocks, she was still in a very happy mood.

An Ranran, who was so happy, put his arms around Zhan Nianbei's waist, leaned his head slightly on his back, and concentrated on admiring the idyllic scenery that was rarely seen in the city.

An Ranran made a series of movements naturally, while Zhan Nianbei, who was held by him, clenched his teeth again.

Just now An Ranran was in front, letting him enjoy the pain of being able to watch but not eat.

Now that An Ranran is behind, her soft body is sticking to his back. With every ups and downs of the motorcycle, his back will enjoy the pleasure of being massaged by some kind of softness.

Unknowingly, Zhan Nianbei broke into a hot sweat.

In such a cold weather, it is not easy to sweat while riding a motorcycle!

Sitting behind Zhan Nianbei, An Ranran couldn't see his expression at first, but thanks to the rearview mirror of the motorcycle, in short, she saw Zhan Nianbei's sweat, and she cried out in surprise: " Zhan Nianbei, are you sweating?"

Zhan Nianbei hummed dumbfoundedly.

"My God, why are you sweating? It's the motorcycle running, not you!"

Zhan Nianbei really didn't know how to answer the first servant's question.

So he could only remain silent.

An Ranran thoughtfully took out a tissue from his bag, then reached out to help him wipe his sweat.

In order to be able to wipe, her body inevitably squeezed forward again.

Zhan Nianbei sweated even more.

An Ranran was still guessing while wiping his sweat: "Zhan Nianbei, you are sweating. It seems that you haven't trained well during this time!"

(End of this chapter)