C75 I Am Unhappy to Create Trouble

Cheng Jian Jun rode his bicycle and the moment Song Hui jumped on it, he held the handle and maintained balance.

Song Hui sat in the backseat of his bicycle. The wind blew her long hair. She combed her hair and looked at Cheng Jianjun's back.

It was a broad man's back. It was so thick and broad, giving her a strong sense of security.

When she caught up with the small stones on the ground