The upgrade system for female school scum

Chapter 63 Riding My Beloved Big Motorcycle

"40." He Moshu wanted to cure the girl's arrogance.

"You'll really set a price for yourself." Xia Yan could hear her gnashing of teeth at this moment, "Sledgehammer, close the door and let the dogs go."

As soon as the sledgehammer closed the door of the boxing gym, a little teddy ran over, as if he knew it was time to go on the field.

Walking around He Moshu in circles, picking at his trousers from time to time, it seemed more like she was being coquettish to curry favor.

"All dogs are cuter than their owners." He Moshu knelt down and picked up the cute little Teddy. The little Teddy seemed to like his touch and snuggled comfortably into the boy's arms.

"Little heartless." Xia Yan couldn't help but get angry when he saw the harmonious picture of the boy and the dog in front of him. It was obviously his own dog, but when someone tried to trick him into being a good boy, he didn't know whose dog he was. Yes, it really is the attribute of a bitch.

"You don't seem to have a conscience," the boy said slowly, "I can be considered your savior after all. Has anyone ever seen someone swear at his savior?"

"Why do you want me to bow and kowtow three times and nine times? Or promise with your body? Enen, you didn't come to thank Jin, did you?" Xia Yan looked suspiciously at the boy in front of him.

"He Moshu, a teacher with a black belt in Taekwondo, a purple belt in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, has also played Muay Thai, and has dabbled in Japanese karate, judo, and aikido." The boy seemed to be talking about an ordinary thing, as if It's saying I've eaten, and I've had—

"Okay, we are short of talents like you, 100 yuan an hour, when you come, and how long you teach is up to you." Sledgehammer did not ask for Xia Yan's opinion at all, he was afraid that the cooked duck would fly away , and he could see that Xia Yan and He Moshu were at odds.

Just as Xia Yan was about to speak, he was interrupted by a phone call: "What, tonight? Okay, I'll be right there."

[-]:[-] is the rush hour for getting off work.

It's cool at night, and the neon lights on both sides of the road give people a sense of emptiness in the bustling world, and the streets after autumn are blown by the wind to give them a little cool tone.

Xia Yan waited for a long time on the side of the road for the car, and his mobile phone was turned off because it ran out of battery.

Suddenly, a big black motorcycle with a top-end roar came rushing in front of him. It braked and stopped steadily in front of Xia Yan.

Xia Yan was frightened. He thought it was a motorbike that got out of control. He thought that when he opened his eyes again, he would be looking at the white ceiling in the hospital.

He Moshu took off his helmet in a sassy way, very cool and manly, and a little aggressive.

"Get in the car, isn't there something urgent?" He Moshu took the time to look at the girl who just showed her might in front of him.

"You, did it on purpose?"

"??" He Moshu couldn't quite understand her brain circuit.

"Your grandma still holds grudges so badly, you will be happy if you insist on sending me to a juvenile detention center or a hospital? The most poisonous little man." Xia Yan roared angrily.

"I am very skilled, how could I send you to the hospital, and you can't beat me, how could I be sent to the juvenile detention center, if I want to go, I will go in too?" He Moshu didn't because Xia Yan said that he was a vengeful boy He was angry with a man, after all, he had to cultivate that well-handled one.

"You are underage, and your hair hasn't even grown yet. You were arrested by the police after passing two traffic lights, and you wanted to pick me up. If you say you didn't do it on purpose, no one will believe you."

"This is an electric car, can't I be a minor?" He Moshu pointed at the car's license plate with an innocent face.

Xia Yan looked in the direction he was pointing at - the car with the green license plate.

When did electric cars become so realistic?It's so similar, it can be faked.

He Moshu threw a helmet to Xia Yan, and said jokingly, "Put on the helmet, you are underage."

Xia Yan was clumsy at first, putting on the helmet in a hurry and fastening the buckle. After putting the helmet on, she realized that her waist-length purple curly hair was completely exposed. When she put on the helmet again, her whole head looked like It's an octopus.

Especially her big waves, which look like octopus feet in strands at the moment.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew through the ends of her hair, and the octopus' tentacles swam around.

"Grandma's legs, my old lady's hairstyle." Xia Yan quickly combed her hair with her hands, just two days after dyeing and perming, a gust of wind ruined it for her.

Why in those movies, the blond beauty in black leather tights stepped on high heels and got off the motorcycle handsomely, took off the helmet, and immediately shook off the painting style of golden waves covering her shoulders, so different from myself big!
No wonder she thought it was sponsored by the shampoo company. It seems to be true, because it doesn't match the reality.

Just when she was about to swear, she found that He Moshu was quietly watching her every move.

His clear and cold eyes fixed on her head for about three seconds.

The tentacles of the octopus swam happily in the air for another three seconds.

She was covered by the helmet, her little face turned red quickly, and she looked at the car under his leather pants.

Although this is an electric car, its shape is the same as that of a motorcycle, and the back seat is so much higher than the front seat. When Xia Yan thought about sitting on it, his whole body would lean towards He Moshu uncontrollably for this reason. His face turned red, and a girl's heart almost popped out of his chest, sitting on the back seat of the motorcycle, isn't it too ambiguous?
"Get in the car, I'm in a hurry." He Moshu didn't even raise his eyelids, and said something in a calm tone that made Xia Yan almost faint.

Xia Yan covered his face, and kept pretending to be an old fritter, but hey, it was just such a trivial matter, his ears and neck were all red.

After getting into the car, he swallowed dryly and looked up at the back of He Moshu's head.

It's a pity she couldn't see his expression.

But the boy didn't show any expression. Under the straight black eyebrows, a pair of long eyes looked forward with deep eyes: "Hold my waist."

Xia Yan felt that the whole person was about to explode, it was the kind from the inside out, "Boom! Now she only has a look of smoking from seven orifices, her whole body is scorched and her eyes are straight.
Although she usually said some rascal things, it was all with her mouth.It is the saying "a giant in language, a dwarf in action."

Hugging his waist, it should be purely for her safety, there is no other meaning.

But now Xia Yan completely forgot that a motorcycle is just a kind of car.

Ah no, it's not a motorcycle, it's an electric car that looks like a big motorcycle.

Thinking to himself, this thing is simply a great invention to enhance the relationship between lovers, just like dark movie theaters where young couples like to drill into it for the same reason.

It was a shock to the girl's heart. When they got on the motorcycle, the boy found a reason for physical contact, and the girl could only obey.

The most frightening thing is that men and women must hug each other, and the girl's chest is pressed against the boy's back!
Motorcycles are simply a big evil, that is, driving openly in public.

(End of this chapter)