The boss is at the same table, she pretends to be good again

Chapter 125 You Can Hold My Waist, Too

Rong Heng listened to the conversation between the two, and heard that the master's tone was rude and interrupted impatiently: "How long will it take to get it done?"

The master glanced at him and closed the door directly: "A week later."

A week is a week!
Rong Heng didn't want the car either, he threw it at the door of the shop, turned around and walked towards Li Mingting.

He doesn't have more than this mountain bike. It's a big deal not to ride a bike, but to drive to school.

Walking to Li Mingting's side, Rong Heng stepped over with long legs and sat on the back seat of Li Mingting's electric car: "Let's go!"

Li Mingting felt that the back of the car body had sunk a bit, and said "Oh", and then told him: "There is a helmet behind, take it out and put it on."

Cycling traffic safety regulations, or to abide by.

"Tsk, what a hassle!"

Although he was complaining, Rong Heng obediently got out of the car and took out his helmet.

Seeing that the spare helmet was a girl fan, he frowned and looked at Li Mingting's black helmet: "I'll change it with you."

He's a man, and he's going to wear black.

Li Mingting turned to look at him: "My helmet is small, you can't fit it in. The pink color is also pretty, what a girl! And your face is hidden inside, so no one knows who you are?"

But Rong Heng didn't listen.

What is a girl fan?
The man's true color made him stubbornly want Li Mingting's black color.

Li Mingting had no choice but to take off the helmet and hand it to him, but when Rong Heng put it on, it got stuck.

"..."

very angry.

Angry and embarrassed.

The two stood in front of the repair shop again, and began to rack their brains to take off the helmet.

Before the car dealer left, he glanced at them with the eyes of a fool, making Rong Heng's small universe even more angry.

After finally taking it off, Li Mingting found that Rong Heng's face was blushed a lot, and his hair was messy.

The originally handsome and handsome boy now looks like he has been abused, with a kind of tragic beauty.

Li Mingting only took one look and passed the girl fan over: "Put this on!"

Rong Heng asked with a straight face: "Must I wear it? I don't want to wear it!"

"Must wear it!" Li Mingting's tone was unusually strong, "This is a responsibility to myself and others."

Rong Heng snorted, and finally put on the helmet expressionlessly.

"Good students are different, and their qualities must be higher than ordinary people."

Li Mingting listened to Rong Heng's words, and said indifferently: "Quality has nothing to do with grades, it cares about moral upbringing."

These words seem to scold him for being uneducated.

But thinking that Li Mingting is not this kind of person, Rong Heng didn't speak again.

Li Mingting put on the black helmet again, started the electric car, and told Rong Heng: "I may be riding a little fast, you can hold the storage box at the back, or hold my waist."

waist?
Rong Heng subconsciously glanced at Li Mingting's waist.

Very slender.

Set off by the well-fitting school uniform, it looks like a full grip.

Rong Heng felt that if he hugged him, with his strength, he might be able to break Li Mingting's waist.

What's more, a girl's waist, why does he hug a big boy?

Rong Heng didn't hug the storage box at the back either, he felt that a fool would make that kind of movement, so he simply hung his hands on his sides and put them on his legs.

He also kept a little distance from Li Mingting.

Try not to touch the body.

Li Mingting noticed these details, and the corners of his lips hidden under the helmet couldn't help but twitch.

No matter how naive a person is, the gentleman and upbringing hidden in his bones cannot be changed.

The electric car was speeding all the way, Rong Heng looked at the scenery that was constantly retreating, and then felt that Li Mingting was not lying.

This girl is still a tiger as always, riding fast!
If it weren't for the speed limit, I would probably be able to ride like a racing car.

(End of this chapter)