Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Zhou Xuening's smile deepened upon hearing this. She licked her lips and said in a somewhat bewitching voice, "Handsome boy, don't be so disrespectful. Everyone knows that the sunrise is the most beautiful view these days."

"We brought a tent with us, so we can stay on the top of the mountain for one night. We can watch the sunrise tomorrow morning. If you want, I can lend you my tent."

"...No thanks, I'll ride until three and then be back."

Seeing that she had fallen behind, the others slowed down and surrounded Su Chen on both sides, whistling one by one, looking like gangsters.

The little yellow-haired boy said, "Sister Zhou has already spoken, handsome boy, please don't be so ungrateful. If you are willing to go up the mountain, we will take care of everything, including food, drink, and toilet. What's wrong with watching the sunrise together?"

"That's right, our Sister Zhou is not the type to invite anyone she meets. You're lucky, you know."

Zhou Xuening bit the lollipop in her mouth and her eyes fell on him. He was wearing sportswear and riding a bicycle. He looked like a college student, simple, plain and clean.

The sound is also nice, it is her favorite one. She has been tired of the others recently, so it is rare to come across such a sunny and clean one.

Just go up the mountain and eat first, and don’t worry about anything else.

Su Chen pursed his lips into a line. He didn't expect that he would be targeted just for coming out to get some fresh air. He sighed in his heart. It is not safe for a handsome man to go out.

It was hard for him to ignore that eager gaze. He turned to look at Zhou Xuening with a somewhat cold voice.

"Can you ask your people to move aside? I need to go back soon. It's not good to be too close. It's easy to bump into someone."

As soon as these words were spoken, people on both sides burst into laughter.

"Haha, Sister Zhou is quite interesting. Do you know who we are? Our Sister Zhou is the eldest daughter of the Qinglong Gang. If she asks you to go up the mountain to watch the sunrise, you have to understand, don't you?"

Zhou Xue Ning rolled her eyes at them and said arrogantly, "Why are you so reluctant, handsome guy? He said all the expenses are mine. I'm always generous to handsome guys."

"I'm just letting you watch the sunrise. It's such a beautiful thing. Don't let your imagination wander, handsome boy."

The others laughed and looked at Su Chen as if they were watching a good show.

Seeing this, Su Chen knew that it was impossible to get rid of him. He took out a speed-up charm from his bag while riding his bike with one hand and chuckled: "Let's try it and see who can get faster."

"If you win, I'll listen to you. If I win, how about giving me a tent for free so I can watch the sunrise?"

Zhou Xuening raised her eyebrows and looked at his bicycle with interest. It was so ordinary that it could not be compared with the bicycles they had.

"Haha, handsome guy, you're really interesting. If you ride your bike too fast, the chain might break. What will you do then if you can't get back?"

Su Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "Want to make a bet?"

Zhou Xuening: "...Okay, let's bet."

Several people looked at him and slapped something on the handlebars. Then, the bicycle, which was as old-fashioned as it could be, rushed out as fast as lightning as if it had a motor.

Throw them away directly.

Everyone: "... Damn, what the hell! Is he on drugs? Why is his bike so fast all of a sudden?"

"Fuck, hurry up and catch up!"

Zhou Xue Ning was also a little dumbfounded. If she hadn't been sure that the other party was breathing, she would have thought that the other party was a ghost. After all, how could an ordinary bicycle run at the speed of a car?

Without thinking too much, the first thought in my mind was that this man had a secret, and a mysterious man would only make people more curious.

With a look of excitement, he stared at the figure in front of him and pedaled frantically.

A strange scene appeared on the originally quiet winding mountain road. An old-fashioned bicycle was riding slowly and leisurely in the front.

Following behind is a series of cyclists, who are exhausted and panting. When the two pictures are put together, there is a strange contrast.

The little yellow-haired boy looked at the figure in front and said in surprise, "Sister Zhou, look, that guy has slowed down. If we hurry up, we can catch up."