Zhao Nanxiao hurriedly got out of bed and ran to the window, lifted the curtain and looked down.

There was indeed a person standing on the brick road hidden by the green belt downstairs, looking up at the direction of his side.

Of course, Zhao Nanxiao did not dare to speak. He gently pushed open the window, then leaned out, brushed his hand desperately at the man, signaling him to leave immediately and stop standing here again.

When he saw this, he turned his back to her, stood towards the green belt next to the brick road, and took out smoke from his pocket - clearly looking like he wanted to go to the end with her.

Zhao Nanxiao's heartbeat is accelerating.

It's getting late. If she goes out now, she will definitely be in the middle of the night when she comes back - this is second, the biggest problem is her mother.

Her bedroom is next door.

Zhao Nanxiao leaned over and looked around.

The lights are out.

My mother's alcohol tolerance was actually very average, but at the dining table at night I drank several glasses of white wine with her grandfather and her two grandfathers.

Zhao Nanxiao shrank back, listened carefully against the wall. After listening for a while, he didn't hear anything next door. He was sure she should have fallen asleep, so he went back to the window to look.

He was still standing there, as if he had given birth.

Zhao Nanxiao felt a little helpless, and seemed to be a little excited. He kept beating the drum beats. After hesitating for a while, he couldn't help but put on his clothes and gently twisted the lock of the bedroom door.

She didn't even dare to wear slippers, so she put on socks barefoot, turned on her cell phone, and slid over from her mother's door while holding her breath, put on shoes in the entrance hall, then opened the door and flashed out.

The door of the house was closed behind her, and she didn't dare to leave immediately. She waited for a while at the door and was sure that her mother was asleep and didn't find herself coming out. Then she let out a sigh of relief. She hurried into the elevator and went out of the door, rushing behind the man, clenching her fists and pounding his back. Before he could touch him, he had turned around, opened his arms and picked her up tightly. Her feet suddenly left the ground and the person was hanging in the air.

Zhao Nanxiao was startled, afraid that he would fall, so he subconsciously hugged his neck and hugged him. He suddenly woke up and struggled hurriedly.

He let her go, but he still refused to let go of her. He lowered his head as if he was about to kiss her, as if the two hadn't seen each other for a long time.

This is downstairs of his own house. Zhao Nanxiao would not let him succeed. He pushed him away, pulled his arm to a corner where the street lights could not be illuminated in front of him before stopping.

"Xu Shu, you are crazy. You don't go back to sleep in the middle of the night. You stand downstairs in my house! What the hell is you making an appointment?"

"Anyway, I'm going back, I can't sleep." He said slowly, with no shame on his face.

Zhao Nanxiao stared at the rogue in front of him and pointed to a trash can next to him: "Exhaust me the cigarette."

He immediately did so.

Zhao Nanxiao turned around and looked around. Seeing that there was no one, he asked in a low voice: "Then where are you going?"

He paused for a moment and said honestly: "I don't know either. I just want you to accompany me..."

Zhao Nanxiao held his forehead and said, "Young Master Xu, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, I still have to sleep..."

She turned around and wanted to leave before she took a step, and her arm was grabbed by a hand that stretched out from behind.

"Are you cold?"

Zhao Nanxiao turned his head and looked at him: "What do you want to do?"

"Come with me."

He pulled her, turned around and left.

Zhao Nanxiao gradually discovered a fact. When she looked at Xu Shu, she didn't know where she had first opened a small hole that she couldn't bear to refuse. From the moment she opened it, it was like the opening to be torn open along the weft of the cloth, getting bigger and bigger, and now it seems that she is on the verge of losing control.

She was really helpless to him. Even if his request seemed so willful to her, she could only follow him out. When she arrived at the gate, she saw that the security guard Lao Cao, who was handing over the shift with her colleague, quickly shook his hand and told him to go out first. When Lao Cao left, she turned sideways and quickly walked out of the gate and got into the car he parked by the road.

"Am I so shameless?"

He seemed a little dissatisfied and complained.

"Don't talk nonsense, drive quickly!" she ordered him.

He leaned over, buckled the passenger seat belt for her, and then drove onto the road.

The street lights on both sides of the street are bright, and the lights are often swept across the windshield in front of them, reflecting the faces of the people in the car.

"Where are you going?" Zhao Nanxiao said, "I'll tell you first that I'm going home before twelve o'clock."

"You will know when you arrive."

He looked ahead, as if he stepped on the accelerator slightly, and the speed increased instantly.

Zhao Nanxiao had no choice but to shut up and wait to see where he took him.

Late at night, the streets are still brightly lit, but the traffic flow is sparse and the driving is very smooth.

As she was driving, Zhao Nanxiao gradually felt something was wrong. After a while, she lay on the car window and looked outside. She found that she was close to a villa area. She quickly recognized her and immediately turned her face: "Xu Shu, isn't this the way to your house? I'll tell you that if I don't go to your house, you can send me back immediately!"

"Are you afraid that I will eat you? Don't worry, you are not going to my house, just passing by, and leave when you arrive."

He responded to her, turned the steering wheel, turned the front of the car, and drove in with a "calling" sound.

Zhao Nanxiao was a little nervous, but he didn't dare to do anything out of order, so he gave up and let him drive the car into the house. After stopping, she followed him out of the car and walked to the garage.

The roller shutter door slowly rises.

With a "bang", he turned on the lights in the garage.

There were several motorcycles of different brands parked in the garage, yaha, kawasaki, b, and she didn't recognize any brand. The appearance looked quite cool.

Zhao Nanxiao didn't study this either. Apart from those recognized brands, he didn't know what else and what else he said.

Her eyes fell on the motorcycle in the middle of the parking garage.

The reason I pay special attention to this is because other motorcycles are placed directly and have not moved for a long time. A thin layer of dust fell on the body of the car, and this one is covered with a layer of dustproof clothing.

Xu Shu walked over and lifted his car clothes.

Zhao Nanxiao thought it was something cooler, but what was revealed was a black motorcycle that looked not very new.

He asked her, "Do you still have an impression?"

Zhao Nanxiao glanced a few times, and a certain picture in the depths of memory seemed to be suddenly awakened.

This... seems to be the one he took her to the suburbs of the night in junior high school. I remember that it was that night, and later he even got into the block because he slapped someone's head. He was so impressed that she probably wouldn't forget it in her life.

She opened her eyes wide in surprise: "No! It's been so many years! You still keep it? That's the one before?"

"Yes, it's the one I used to."

Seeing that she recognized her, he seemed very happy and patted the front of the car.

"Ducati 1100s version, the best one at the time, is now an old antique, but I have been taking care of it. When I just came back from abroad last year, I changed parts for it. It is a bit old and I have long stopped playing the street-burning set, but when I run, it is not inferior to its classic devil."

"I haven't driven it for a long time, how about it? Do you dare to take my car again?"

Zhao Nanxiao was actually ready to move. Many years ago, the boy was carrying her cool and exciting feeling brought to her by racing in the suburbs. Now she is possessed immediately, but on the surface she still has to be reserved.

She stood at the garage door and watched without saying a word.

He smiled, turned around and took a black leather jacket from the wall, walked over to help her put it on and zipped it up.

The zipper slid to her chin with a "sweep", and the collar was raised, immediately covering half of her small face, leaving only two big eyes exposed.

After putting on her clothes, he took another helmet, put a set of it on her head, and put a glove on her. After helping her, he also put on a helmet and a pair of black leather gloves, and sat up to start the start. The motorcycle smoke exhaust pipe sprayed a low and majestic roar, like a beast that had been dormant for a long time.

He raised his chin at her: "Can't you come up yet?"

Zhao Nanxiao immediately ran over, climbed into the back seat, and hugged his waist with both hands.

Xu Shu drove the motorcycle out of the villa area and headed towards the suburbs. At the beginning, the speed was pressing and it drove smoothly on the streets. Gradually, there were fewer and fewer residential areas around him, the lights became dim, and the night wind blew past him, and the speed of the car suddenly accelerated, getting faster and faster.

I sneaked out of my house late at night without telling my mother, and drove a motorcycle with Xu Shu late at night in the suburbs. This was crazy, but it was so exciting and fun, she actually liked it very much.

In the extremely fast speed of lightning, Zhao Nanxiao felt that she was walking in the wind and was about to fly, but she was not afraid at all.

The knight in front gave her an extremely secure sense.

Zhao Nanxiao gently pressed his head against his broad and solid back, closed his eyes, and let him fly with him. In a trance, it seemed like he had returned to that night in junior high school. She was still a girl, and she sat behind a boy, with a motorcycle roaring, and she led the two of them to gallop on the dim street in the empty streets of unmanned streets.

The road became a little bumpy, and he seemed to have braked and got out of the car. Due to the effect of inertia, Zhao Nanxiao leaned forward, and the softness on his chest hit his back.

At first, Zhao Nanxiao didn't think much about it, because she felt strong and was secretly embarrassed. She hoped that he wouldn't notice it. Unexpectedly, he braked and got out of the car again, and she hit his back again. After a few times, she suddenly realized.

The first time may have been unintentional, but the next few times, it was obvious that he did it on purpose.

This bad guy is simply...

Zhao Nanxiao's face suddenly became hot, and he clenched his fist and slammed his back, making a thumping sound.

"Xu Shu! Do you want to try again?"

The person who took advantage of the situation in front of him laughed out loud without saying a word.

Zhao Nanxiao was so angry that she lifted the mask of her helmet: "Stop, stop for me!"

He stopped the car, supported the motorcycle with long legs, lifted his face, turned his head to look at her and said, "Miss Xiaonan, I was wrong, I was wrong, I promise you that I will not dare to do it next time you let me do this."

He apologized, but there was a clear smile on his face. After saying that, before she could speak, he raised his hand to help her press back the mask she had just lifted up, and came over and coaxed her in a low voice: "Okay, okay, I'm really wrong. The wind is so strong, if I don't wear a helmet, even if I, Xiao Nan, is a big beauty, I'm running from the cold, it's not very good to look good. Do you think..."

"Xu Shu——"

Zhao Nanxiao had just left and felt a little embarrassed and came up again and hit him again.

He laughed again, letting her beat herself, turned around and set off again, laughter and motorcycle motor mixed in the wind, flying on the streets in the sky at midnight.

At twelve o'clock, he took her back to the vicinity of her home, and the car parked on the side of the road to take her in, and sent her downstairs to her house.
To be continued...