His Long Love

"What are these things?" Meng Qingge disheartened on the seat, just did not feel how uncomfortable, now relax, his intuitive whole body bones will soften.

"During this period of time, let Laohei follow you. Miao Sizhe will not give up." Ji Wanzhou has not got on the bus and leans on the side of the car, but can't help but look back at the direction of the venue, and the entertainment is still constantly entering.

If you want to compare the scene inside, it should not be too ugly now.

Meng Qingge looks at the garage without expression and empties his brain.

Laohei looked at the two men, worried, thinking of what way to let the two people relax. Suddenly I remembered my boss's previous hobbies.

"Boss, the locomotives in the basement have been idle for a long time." Laohei suggested, driving this with the landlady at this time.

"Locomotive? motorcycle? You still play with this. " Meng Qingge didn't expect that there was such a time in the season evening boat. A mature and steady man had once installed a wild boy in his heart?

Thinking of this, Meng Qingge couldn't help laughing.

"Well," Ji evening boat murmured, which was an answer.

Seeing his wife's familiar smile, Ji Wanzhou felt that he was not embarrassed to admit his past history, as long as he was happy.

"Wow, let's go for a ride. Will you take me with you?" Meng Qingge suddenly got interested, sat up, opened the window, put his head out, and almost stuck to the side of Ji Wanzhou.

"Where do you want to go?" Ji Wanzhou asked.

"I want to take a motorcycle. You take me." Meng Qingge pouts. Willful demand way.

"Uncomfortable." What's more, Ji Wanzhou feels unsafe and takes his little wife to do in case of falling down.

"But I still think, how cool, I haven't been on a motorcycle yet." Meng Qingge can't help but beg, he is now want to have opinions to do things.

Laohei's proposal is really good. He must remind Ji Wanzhou to add drumsticks to him.

The old black saw the opportunity and said: "boss, you were also on the track. Why didn't you show a hand?"

Season evening boat stares at old black, clench a fist to put to the mouth cough a, "have you to speak share?"

"I can't either." Meng Qingge deliberately cold face, Wei Qu Baba looking at the season evening boat.

Ji Wanzhou clenched his fist and put it on his mouth and coughed, "that's OK, but protection should be done. I'll take you if you wear it."

"I wear!" Meng Qingge agreed without hesitation. Meichou can't eliminate his yearning for such a funny thing.

"old black goes back to bring a car, bring a set of ladies' protection, we go to Indus park." Ji Wanzhou said to Laohei.

"Yes, boss." Lao Hei left happily.

season evening boat on the train, according to the line of memory, with Meng Qing song to go to the Indus park.

"Where is the park? I haven't heard of it." Meng Qingge is interested in wearing it. It's not that the motorcycle attracts her much. It's just that she can learn something about Ji Wanzhou when she was a child, or some silly things he once did. It's very interesting.

Always can't help but want to explore a little more, together for so long, she really does not know enough about the past of season evening boat.

"This is not a park, but a motorcycle track. It's normal that you don't know if it's not open to the outside world. " When Ji Wanzhou talked about this matter, she felt a little embarrassed.

"When did you learn how to ride motorcycles? How could you even go to the track to practice?" Meng Qingge couldn't help asking him.

"Teenagers, I think it's cool." Ji Wanzhou said briefly, "my mother was still there at that time."

But Meng Qingge can find that young man in the second grade of middle school, happily riding a motorcycle here. Have a relaxed dream and a complete family.

Her heart did not come to the sour, now it seems that they are both fatherless and motherless.

"My aunt must have been very angry at that time." Meng Qingge

"she agrees with everything I do." Season evening boat said here, the tone side is really can not hide the desolation.

Meng Qingge knows that the rest of the matter can not be asked.

All the topics were condensed in a long silence.

Finally arrived at the location, old black has arrived with the car.

"Put it on." Season late boat one by one take out the protective gear, help Meng Qingge to cover by hand.

"Wow, it's so cool." Meng Qingge sat in the back seat, looking at the beautiful scenery around, the novel experience, simply not too beautiful.

"The speed of the track is much faster than that." Ji Wanzhou can't help speaking.

"Then you speed up." Meng Qingge couldn't help shouting. The roar of the engine and the sonata of leaves and wind at the same time made her cry from the heart.

"Don't think about it. It's not a racing car.""Ji Wanzhou, you niggard, have found an ordinary car to deal with me." Meng Qingge pretends to be angry, holding the hands of Ji Wanzhou waist tightly again.

"Laohei brought the car. You blame him." Ji Wanzhou is in a good mood. It seems that she has returned to her childhood.

This time, with his favorite woman to feel the beautiful scenery, Ji Wanzhou felt the unprecedented satisfaction at this time.

It's like in my heart, so that I can't be stabbed.

With the speed gradually increasing, Meng Qingge hugs Ji Wanzhou tightly for fear that she may fall down accidentally. Her big helmet is tightly attached to the back of Ji Wanzhou. Her white shirt should have been dancing behind the man, but Meng Qingge pressed her back tightly.