"Brother Yan!" Zhai Xingchen shouted in surprise.

Yan Zhi laughed, and the tired look instantly disappeared.

"Zhai Xingchen."

Zhai Xingchen smiled and said, "Why are you here?"

Wouldn't he come to play with him?

"Come here to find my cousin." Yan Zhi said.

Zhai Xingchen said with a smile, "That's a coincidence."

"Yeah, what a coincidence." Yan Zhi smiled at him, hung his helmet on the handlebar, and asked, "Is your home near here, and why are you walking around here?"

"I'm out for a walk. My house is far from here."

Yan Zhi looked at Zhai Xingchen and smiled, but did not speak, his eyes were gentle and quiet. "Where are you going?" Zhai Xingchen asked with a smile.

Yan Zhi said, "Get ready to go back."

Without waiting for Zhai Xingchen to speak, he asked, "Where are you going, I'll take you there."

"No need," Zhai Xingchen said, "I'm going to school. My classmate is going back to his hometown. There are two pots of flowers in the dormitory. He's afraid that he won't be able to survive the winter vacation, so he asked me to take it home and take care of him."

"I'll take you there." Yan Zhi gave him the helmet: "Come up."

Zhai Xingchen didn't reject him either, saying, "Wear it, you are more famous than me, don't be recognized by your fans."

Yan Zhi gave him a buckle without saying a word.

Domineering is really the characteristic of all male protagonists.

"You wear it." Zhai Xingchen said, "Riding a motorcycle without a helmet now is punishable by the police when seen by the police?"

"There is one more in the side box." Yan Zhi said.

Zhai Xingchen raised his head slightly, Yan Zhi lowered his head and buckled him, opened the side case again, took out another red helmet, and put it on.

Sure enough, it was a begonia attack that was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and the helmet actually had such an angry color.

Yan Zhi was riding a heavy-duty motorcycle, and the body was very heavy and large. When Zhai Xingchen stepped on it, Yan Zhi told him where to step on it.

The whole seat felt a bit low in front and high in the back. After he sat up, it was slightly higher than Yan Zhi. Across the helmet, he could smell the faint aroma of Yan Zhi.

It smells like the bottle of perfume that was given to him, and it smells very good.

"Sit tight." Yan Zhi said.

The feeling of riding a motorcycle and riding an electric car is completely different. The most important thing is that the sense of security is much lower all of a sudden. It seems that if you go a little faster, you will be thrown off. As soon as the car started, Zhai Xingchen reached out and grabbed Yan Zhi's clothes.

Yan Zhi was wearing a motorcycle suit, which was very close to the body. When he grabbed him like that, his body suddenly moved, and he immediately looked back at him with a strange look.

Zhai Xingchen didn't expect Yan Zhi's reaction to be so strong, so he let go of his hand.

He knew that Jinjiang's male protagonist was very sensitive, but he didn't expect that Haitang's family also had this characteristic.

But yes, this feature is estimated to be the basic operation of Haitang, so it is not specially emphasized like the Jinjiang male protagonist.

Yan Zhi's ears were slightly red, and he said, "Hold on."

"I don't think you're used to it."

"It's alright, just startled." Yan Zhi pursed his lower lip and said, "Grab it and leave."

The motorcycle made a very loud roar, and suddenly jumped out. Zhai Xingchen was shocked and immediately grabbed Yan Zhi's waist.

Strictly lean waist.

Because the time for walking and digestion has passed, there are not many pedestrians on this north-south avenue, but Zhai Xingchen is not used to riding a motorcycle, and still feels a little fast, and keeps telling Yan Zhi: "Drive slowly, drive slowly."

"It's not fast."

They drive motorcycles, and the picture is the cool feeling brought by pulling the wind and speed. But this is a village in the city, and it can't be let go at all.

"That's a lot more." Zhai Xingchen said.

Yan Zhi suddenly did not want to go directly to the dance.

He had a feeling that he wanted to elope with Zhai Xingchen.

Thinking like this, seeing a fork in the road ahead, he turned the corner.

Zhai Xingchen asked through the helmet, "Where are you going?"

"Show you how fast the experience can be!" Yan Zhi said loudly.

This was the first time he had seen Yan Zhi speak loudly, as if he let go all of a sudden. Yan Zhi, who was driving a motorcycle, seemed to have changed completely, as if he suddenly changed from a gentle gentleman to a gentleman. got a bad boy.

This is the contrasting charm of the Haitang male protagonist!

It would be nice to let Hu Ying and the others take a look.

The motorcycle crossed a narrow black street and soon reached the seaside road.

This is a big road, next to the coastline, heading west, after the first overpass, there are no traffic lights all the way. It is the favorite road for racing fans in Nancheng.

Yan Zhi suddenly increased the accelerator, and the motorcycle made a loud roar, which made Zhai Xingchen excited all of a sudden.

It's a man, who can resist the roar of the gas pedal.

His adrenaline surged all of a sudden. He was scared and excited. The wind was so strong that he felt like he was about to be blown out. He shouted to Yan Zhi, "Slow down, slow down."

But Yan Zhi didn't seem to hear it, and a feeling of indulgence and aggression suddenly rose in his heart. The more Zhai Xingchen made him slow down, the faster and more urgent he turned away, and there was no feeling of pity on him at all. . Encountering a turn ahead, he increased the accelerator, and the motorcycle suddenly tilted inward.

To be honest, Zhai Xingchen felt that he was going to fly out with the car and people in the next moment, so frightened that he suddenly hugged Yan Zhi's waist tightly, and his heart was in his throat.

Yan Zhi laughed. The motorcycle swishes around the corner and straightens in an instant.

It turned out to be the feeling of driving your favorite motorcycle with someone you like.

Yan Zhi carried Zhai Xingchen and drove all the way along the coastline.

It's like driving to the end of the world.

There is no Huo Cheng, Hu Ying and others, and there are no variety shows, just the two of them, two people they know in real life.

Probably because of sitting for a long time, the trust in the cyclist is getting stronger and stronger. This kind of dangerous and exciting riding can build a sense of trust faster than daily life. Zhai Xingchen gradually relaxed and began to concentrate on the refreshing feeling of this million-dollar motorcycle. The goggles reflect the light of the street lamps, bright and dark, The street lights kept receding, the tall buildings and trees kept receding, only the sea in the distance seemed to be still, undulating magnificently under the moonlight.

Yan Zhi lowered his head and glanced at the hand that was clasping his abdomen, and Zhai Xingchen was almost leaning on his back.

He doesn't like to have physical contact with people. This is the first time he rides a motorcycle to carry people. In fact, he is also very nervous, very scared, and very excited.

It's a pity that they can't keep driving aimlessly like this. In the future, if there is a chance in the future, he will take Zhai Xingchen to travel and run to the Gobi Desert.

When they stopped at the South Gate of Zhongwu, Zhai Xingchen got out of the car and realized that his legs were a little weak, and Yan Zhi's waist was soaked with sweat from his palms.

He took off his helmet and couldn't help but say, "I can't stand anymore."

Yan Zhi took off his helmet and looked at him with a smile.

Zhai Xingchen's face was flushed, and his forehead was still wet, as if he had just experienced a very intense event.

"I couldn't control it for a while, I drove too fast." Yan Zhi said.

"This is my first time riding a motorcycle. It's the first time I've come here so violently, I can't stand it." Zhai Xingchen said.

This was originally a normal conversation, but when Yan Zhi heard what he said for the first time, his heart felt hot, he took the helmet handed over by Zhai Xingchen and said, "Go to your classmate, I'll be waiting for you here. "

Zhai Xingchen shook his legs, and after he got used to the feeling of landing, he entered the school. About ten minutes later, he came out of the South Gate with two pots of flowers in his arms.

As soon as he came out, he saw a girl holding a mobile phone and insisting on WeChat.

Yan Zhi was wearing a helmet, so he couldn't actually see his face, but he probably looked too cool, and the locomotive was also cool, that's why he attracted the blossoming peach blossoms.

He listened to Yan Zhi say to the girl, "I'm sorry, there is a target."

The girl was also very generous and said with a smile, "It's okay."

After the girl left, Zhai Xingchen walked up.

"Peach blossoms," he joked.

Yan Zhi said, "I don't drive as much as you."

Zhai Xingchen hugged two pots of flowers, and it was a bit inconvenient to ride a motorcycle again. But Yan Zhi insisted on sending him. Zhai Xingchen sat up and placed two pots of flowers between them. The flower pot was a little dirty, and it stained Yan Zhi's jacket. He knew that Yan Zhi had a serious addiction to cleanliness, so he wiped it twice with his sleeve.

Yan Zhi sent him downstairs, looked up and asked, "How many floors do you live in?"

"Fourth floor." Zhai Xingchen said, "Do you want to go up and take a seat?"

"It's too late." Yan Zhi said, "Next time."

"small star!"

Zhai Xingchen suddenly heard his mother calling him, looked up and saw Zhai's mother watching him from the window.

She was drying clothes on the balcony, and when she heard the sound of a motorcycle, she glanced downstairs, only to see her son and a strange man.

"My mother." Zhai Xingchen said.

When Yan Zhi heard this, he immediately got off the motorcycle, took off his helmet, and called out, "Hello, Auntie."

"Okay...Okay..." Seeing Yan Zhi's eyebrows clearly, Mama Zhai's eyes widened.

Isn't this strict?

Although he didn't wear glasses, she recognized him at a glance.

This is too handsome, wearing a motorcycle suit, with wide shoulders and long legs, and a tall and straight posture.

She hurriedly beckoned secretly and asked Zhai's father to come and see.

"Another one!" she said to Zhai's father.

The two couples looked down together and saw Zhai Xingchen talking to Yan Zhi, holding two pots of flowers in his hands. Under the street light, that scene looked so beautiful.

Yan Zhi looked up again, saw the Zhai family and his wife, and bowed respectfully this time: "Goodbye, uncle and aunt."

"Come up and sit for a while." Mama Zhai shouted.

Yan Zhi smiled and said, "No, it's too late. I'll visit my uncle and aunt next time."

He is a completely different type from Pei Xu, and a completely different type from Huo Cheng. He is gentle, handsome, and calm.

Because of their conversation upstairs and downstairs, the neighbors next door poked their heads to look.

Yan Zhi stepped on the motorcycle: "Let's go."

Zhai Xingchen nodded.

As soon as he got home, Zhai Xingchen was surrounded by his father and mother.

"Is that Yan Zhi? Why is he here?!" Mama Zhai asked.

"It was a coincidence that I met him on the way to school." Zhai Xingchen said.

Is there such a coincidence that he didn't come here specifically to find him? Zhai's mother was very puzzled.

But it's going to be recorded again tomorrow. The couple also talked a lot, fearing that it was just a good relationship between friends, and they would talk about love or not, but Zhai Xingchen really misunderstood and fell into it.

After all, each of these is really great!

God, where did this show group find these people.

The motorcycle stopped at the entrance of Changping Village. Yan Zhi sat on the motorcycle and looked back at the direction of Zhai Xingchen's house. He took off his helmet and put on the one that Zhai Xingchen had just worn.

The smell of Zhai Xingchen seemed to still be there. He put on his hat, raised his head, and saw a crescent moon on top of his head, as well as a very bright North Star.

Everyone knows that he is notoriously abstinent and excessive cleanliness. His clothes, shoes and socks are always so clean, and his wardrobe and room are always so neat. Whether in the eyes of fans and teammates, or in the eyes of relatives and friends, he looks so gentle and gentleman.

But only he himself knows that in another secret world in his heart, there is another him, who desperately longs for love.

He wanted to lock up Zhai Xingchen and fall into the sensory world day and night.

How clean his body is, the more evil thoughts he has. If they were released, would Zhai Xingchen be afraid?

He himself thought it was too fanatical, a little terrifying, and probably no one could stand it.

He rode a motorcycle, galloping on Linhai Avenue, and the roar shook the night, blending with the sound of the waves.

If love has a shape, his love must be a tsunami.

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