Shi Sang is already mature enough, but he is still not as good as He Yin.

Because He Yin's enthusiasm was about to overflow.

He is a man with his own bgm.

When looking at He Yin, a melody will unconsciously appear in people's mind:

"Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn with your passion!

Burn everything about me! Burn my life!"

"..." Xie Yan couldn't get into the mouth at all.

He Yin is really too talkative.

In fact, to be fair, Xie Yan felt that he was really not familiar with him. At best, he had met him once, and he knew each other's names and the time he met him, He Yin was wearing women's clothing.

If Lin Er didn't say that the person who came with her was a hippo, Xie Yan wouldn't recognize who he was when he walked.

But He Yin has such a unique magic. As long as he opens his mouth and smashes a few enthusiastic words, he can forcefully sublimate this friendship of "the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water" to a close friend who is "a ten years of life and death that cannot be remembered without thinking."

In the end, Lin Er was too impatient to hear it, so he asked He Yin to put away his nonsense and honestly rolled over to pedal his idiot tricycle.

He Yin's gym was not in vain, and the cycling was not in vain, and now it finally came in handy.

When you lift the tricycle, you are particularly proficient in your business ability.

Under his hard work, the old and tattered tricycle started to move again, facing the cold wind and rain, and facing the thick sea of ​​clouds and fog, slowly and staggeringly forward one meter or one meter away.

Perhaps because this three-wheeler is really out of reach, when the axle is turning, the rusty wires always creaked and creaked.

It sounds like a worn-out bellows that are about to be scrapped, but it still tear its throat and makes a silence.

Xie Yan had reason to suspect that the tricycle might fall apart if it could not reach its destination.

After a while, He Yin was sweating all over.

Xie Yan glanced at him, then looked at Lin Er. Lin Er was lit up his cell phone, not knowing who he was replying to.

Xie Yan hesitated for a moment, but still didn't say anything.

Sorry, although he thought it was really hard for He Yin to kick, he still didn't want to help He Yin go to kick.

Just...the idol burden is still a little bit.

Xie Yan couldn't even imagine the scene where he was sitting in the driver's seat and whispering to pedal the tricycle.

That picture is so suffocating!

After kicking for more than half an hour, He Yin stopped panting: "No, I'm so tired that I'm going to be so angry."

He stopped the three-wheeler on the side of the road, wiped his sweat, and panted like an old stray dog.

"I forgot that Boss Shen's store is not in this area at all," He Yin said.

Liner looked at him expressionlessly.

Thankfully, he finally realized that it was an unrealistic move to pedal all the way.

"Get a taxi," said Liner.

"Okay." He Yin did not object to this time.

The three of them went down three rounds.

Before stopping the taxi, He Yin called someone. He muttered: "I have to find someone to ride the bike back. Hey--brother, don't stop the bike first, wait for the person I'm looking for to come."

His second half of the sentence was said to Xie Yan.
Chapter completed!