On the road, a small tricycle sped like the wind.
A teenage boy, about seventeen or eighteen, sat in the front, and behind him was a stunningly beautiful woman.
Along the way, they attracted a lot of attention.
The drivers stared, dumbfounded.
"Holy crap, a beauty!"
"Damn it, what kind of world is this? Driving such a crappy vehicle, and he can still score a beauty like that? Heaven is truly blind!"
The car owners were either amazed or envious.
Every now and then, there were sounds of sudden braking, mixed with curses, and the road became extremely congested for a while.
Those driving tricycles and electric scooters were equally stunned, and many, distracted, crashed into the cars in front, causing chaos.
"This is simply a miracle!"
Many sighed in admiration, filled with envy for Charlie Thompson.
Seeing the situation, I could only sigh, realizing that Jessica's impact was truly immense. Thinking back to that kiss earlier, my face turned slightly red.
