Upon realizing Sang Ning's endurance had no upper limit, Li Juezhou pushed forward with the fastest speed of his life.
He leaned down, hugging the motorcycle as tightly as a poised leopard ready to strike, almost blending into the sleek black machine.
Turns, accelerations, drifts… every motion flowed seamlessly.
Amid the intense roar of the engine, Li Juezhou's rebellious streak seemed to break free from its shackles, showcasing itself in full glory.
Sang Ning's first reaction was that this guy was giving off major "bking" vibes.
As the motorcycle sped up, so fast it left only a blur on the road, Sang Ning's mind conjured another thought.
This guy is kind of interesting, his riding skills aren't bad—fast enough to rival her own ability.
With the wild winds roaring around them, Sang Ning wrapped her arms tightly around Li Juezhou's strong waist, pressing against his broad back as she yelled, "Hey man, you better slow down, or I'm gonna take advantage of you!"
