Qin Ye cycled very fast and dropped Qin Mei off at the school gate. Without saying anything further, he peddled back hurriedly.
Halfway through, his heart relaxed when he spotted his wife.
He braked beside Rong Yan.
"Wife, I'll take you to the town."
Rong Yan shook her head, "We're almost there, and I don't want to ride the bicycle."
Seeing her expression, Qin Ye understood everything. He glanced around and not far away was a river, "Wife, wait for me a moment. I'll wash the bike..."
Rong Yan quickly stopped him, "No need to wash it, I'll just ride it."
It wasn't unbearable, the smell of blood had also dissipated quite a bit.
"You turn around and ride; I'll sit."
Since his wife had spoken, Qin Ye naturally obliged.
Rong Yan hopped on, then placed her hands on his waist.
Qin Ye tensed up instantly because of her touch.
Rong Yan: ...
Was he that sensitive?
She immediately loosened her grip and held onto his clothes instead.
