Chapter 489: You are my fingertips starlight

Li Che turned out the toffee in his house and packed a few tablets in the pockets of all his clothes. Well, it looks so soft and cute, and he likes sugar as much as he does.
He and the female ticket are indeed a natural match.
He imagined the next two people eating sugar together. It was so beautiful.
Yan Ge saw Li Che riding a bicycle again at the bus station the next day.
What surprised her was that this guy not only installed a more comfortable soft cushion on the rear seat, but also installed a pedal at the center axle of the rear wheel of the car, which was quite intimate, and this early, Where did he go?
Li Chechao Yange, holding the handlebar in one hand, said, "Come on, I will take you to school by the way."
He was a little hesitant, thinking that the song would refuse.
As a result, Yan Song handed him the schoolbag.
Bypassing the car again, he motioned to sit behind.
Looking at the chin slightly raised, his face was condescending, and there was no female ticket to relax.
Li Che weakly tried to win: "I can control the handlebar with one hand, and my arm is not badly injured ..."
Yan Song raised his eyebrows and looked at him, and his gaze didn't mean to wince.
Li Che finally lost, and silently gave the handlebar to Yange.
He was sitting in the back seat, and he could still hear the little girls on the road talking: "So happy, this handsome guy is carried by his girlfriend, and he must be beautiful in his heart."
He wasn't beautiful at all, sitting on the back seat, even if he had installed the pedals, even if the back seat had a cushion to stop his buttocks, he was sitting in such a small place with his arms down, and felt Good wronged, uncomfortable, and painful ...
Sitting for a few more days like this, his legs had to turn into crotch legs.
His long legs ... was really wronged.
Of course, what made him most embarrassed was that Yange ’s riding technique was obviously not good, and he was always crooked. He was scared to move, and the hands holding the seat sweated, mom , He always felt that with a little movement, the car would fall out of balance ...
Thrilling and exciting all the way to school.
Naturally, this pair of them has attracted countless people to discuss, and many people are still holding mobile phones to take pictures.
Li Che even heard someone say with envy: "So romantic."
Romantic fart, he was carrying it all in the air.
It was midnight last night, and there was no car all the way, and he was only taken care of by the when he was carried by Yange. There was no other big feeling.
This morning the traffic was so high that his buttocks didn't hurt anymore, so he took his feet as a spare balance instrument very seriously. Whenever the car was about to tilt, he relied on his feet to support the ground.
The more serious he was, the more he realized that the riding skills of his own female ticket were not very good.
Fortunately, he has long legs and can be a spare tire at a critical moment.
This leg is so long it's a bit useful!
After getting out of the car, Li Che's heart was shaking, and there was always an illusion of risking his life in the woman's ticket car.
He reached out and wiped the sweat that was obviously absent from his forehead. He asked curiously, "Have you never taken anyone on a bike?"
Especially he is as heavy as he is, don't look at his weight, but he weighs a hundred and fourteen.
It must be because he was too heavy, which caused the riding of female tickets to malfunction.
Yan Ge asked him, his face flushed, and his eyelashes smiled tremblingly.
This smile is shy.
She typed on her mobile phone: For the first time yesterday, I didn't feel that it was difficult to ride.
Li Che: ...