(Blunt and direct, one-on-one mutual pursuit, sweet romance)
[Roguishly handsome, straightforward race car driver] × [Warm, resilient schoolteacher]
(The male lead’s secret identity: an undercover narcotics officer) × (He knew the female lead when they were children.)
Fans say that if you’re going to ride, you should ride on X God’s motorcycle.
The person in the passenger seat of X God’s race car might be his navigator, but the one on the back of his motorcycle is the one he loves.
When X God himself heard the rumor, he just smiled and let it pass without comment.
Until one day, someone who’d scoffed at the rumor curled up like a sweet, affectionate golden retriever against Cheng Xingguang’s shoulder.
He wouldn’t let it go. “You’ve already ridden on the back of my bike. You have to take responsibility…”
If X God on the racetrack was a proud eagle looking down on everyone,
then after falling in love, Xu Xiangyang became a peacock who showed off his feathers for just one person.
Who would’ve thought that a famous race car driver would happily ride around on a pale purple, speed-limited electric scooter, grinning like a maniac?
Why was he so happy?
Obviously, the scooter belonged to his girlfriend, and she was riding on the back.
Isn’t that more enviable than winning a race?
The so-called luck means that when you are ready and the opportunity comes, you can have sustainable luck by moving in the right direction. In the final analysis, you have to make your own decisions and live according to your own rules. Come on!
Good-looking... This is not ordinary good-looking, this is the good-looking in Wang Wei's poems, containing books, Miss Xingxing and Mr. Xu are their nicknames. There is only one word in the whole book: sweet