The rent collector became stronger, and he took in a young, energetic woman every day.

Chapter 43: Sweetie sits on the back of the motorcycle, Chen Mo is shocked, the scale is indeed magnificent!

Sister Nan was the first to speak, her voice soft and filled with shyness and nervousness.

"Brother Mo, this car of yours—even if you let me drive it, I wouldn't dare."

Her fingers gripped the hem of her clothes, and her voice lacked any confidence.

Just kidding, this car is so expensive, how dare she drive it?

If even a small piece of paint gets scratched off, I couldn't afford to pay for it even if I sold her.

Hearing Xiaonan's words, the other girls nodded in agreement, their voices overlapping.

"Yeah, Brother Mo, I wouldn't dare ride in this car. What if it breaks?"

"If I sat down there, I probably wouldn't be able to cover the losses even if I were sold."

"Brother Mo, you should drive yourself. We'll just follow behind."

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment when he heard what Sister Nan said.

Indeed, he hadn't considered that.

The driving system of this luxury car is quite different from that of ordinary cars. There are a lot of buttons and knobs on the center console, and the shape and operation logic of the gear lever are different. Many functions require special learning to master.

Nan Jie hasn't had her driver's license for very long, so asking her to drive this car is indeed a bit of a challenge.

"Okay, then you can still drive my old car."

Chen Mo nodded, then looked around at the women.

"As for who will ride the motorcycle with me, let's play rock-paper-scissors. Whoever wins gets to ride. Fair enough?"

The girls exchanged glances and nodded in agreement, finding the method to be fair.

Six people formed a circle, with all six hands outstretched at the same time.

"Rock, Paper, Scissors!"

After three rounds of rock-paper-scissors, Sweetie finally won.

She won.

Sweetie stood there, staring down at her fists, her round eyes wide open, her lips slightly parted, like a frightened little rabbit.

After a long while, she managed to squeeze out a small, whispered sentence.

"Or... shall I give this opportunity to you?"

Although she really wanted to ride on the same motorcycle as Mo Ge, Tian Tian also knew that the other sisters really wanted to ride too.

So Sweetie decided to give it to them.

However, Little Deer was the first to shake her head, her cute pigtails swaying as she spoke with certainty.

"No, no, no, a bet is a bet. Since you won, it's yours."

Coco nodded in agreement, a relieved smile on her lips.

"Yes, we are envious, but rules are rules. Whoever wins sits."

Xiao Rou nodded, her gaze shifting from Tian Tian to Chen Mo, then back again, her tone carrying a hint of envy but no jealousy.

"Sweetie, after you ride in Brother Mo's car, you must tell me how it felt!"

The other girls all nodded in agreement.

Seeing her sisters' sincere expressions, Tian Tian nodded vigorously, her round face flushed and her eyes sparkling.

"Yes! I'll definitely tell you when I get back."

Chen Mo clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention.

"Alright, alright, it's getting late. You'll all have a chance to ride motorcycles in the future, so let's call it a day and get going."

He walked over to the Ducati, took a long stride, and got on the motorcycle.

The red car body sank slightly beneath him, the shock absorbers compressed and bounced back, adjusting to its optimal posture.

He picked up the red helmet, put it on his head, and fastened the straps with swift and decisive movements.

Then he turned around, took another black helmet off the handlebars, and handed it to Sweetie.

Sweetie took the helmet with both hands, hugged it to her chest, and looked at the helmet in her round eyes as if she were holding a precious treasure.

She took a deep breath and put on the helmet. The black helmet covered most of her face, revealing only her round eyes and a small section of her fair chin.

She stepped onto the pedals and carefully sat on the back seat, her body tense, unsure of where to put her fingers.

Nan took the keys from Chen Mo, opened the Ford door, and got into the driver's seat.

Xiao Lu sat in the passenger seat, while Coco, Xiao Rou, and Xiao Ning sat in the back seat.

The car door closed.

Chen Mo opened the helmet visor, turned to Sister Nan and said something.

"Just follow behind my car for a while, and watch my turn signals when you turn."

Sister Nan leaned out of the car window and nodded.

"it is good."

She looked at Chen Mo riding his motorcycle. The red Ducati looked like a tamed beast beneath him. His black clothes outlined his broad shoulders and upright back. His helmet covered his face, but it couldn't hide the calm and powerful aura he exuded.

Xiao Nan's heart skipped a few beats.

So handsome.

He's so handsome it's breathtaking.

In the back seat of the Ford, several girls were also leaning out of the car window looking out.

Xiao Lu held up her phone, pointed the camera at Chen Mo, and frantically pressed the shutter button.

"So cool! Mo looks so cool riding a motorcycle!"

Coco pressed her face against the car window, the light in her eyes almost burning through the glass.

"Waaaaah, I really want to ride a motorcycle too!"

Xiao Rou didn't speak, but her eyes were glistening with tears as she looked at Chen Mo. Her lips were slightly pursed, her face was flushed, and her eyes were filled with admiration, adoration, and undisguised envy.

Chen Mo glanced back at Tian Tian, ​​his voice coming from inside his helmet, gentle and steady.

"Hold my arm around my waist in a bit, don't be afraid."

She nodded sweetly, her round eyes beneath the black helmet filled with tension.

She stretched out her hands, her ten slender fingers hesitated in the air for a moment, and then gently placed them on Chen Mo's waist.

Sweetie took a deep breath and slowly brought her hands together, changing from draping them over her to hugging them.

Her hands clasped together at his waist, her fingers interlocked, and she shifted her weight from the back seat to him.

Then, Tian Tian pressed her face against Chen Mo's back.

Chen Mo's body stiffened for a moment.

He could clearly feel the sensation coming from behind him.

Chen Mo understood instantly.

He finally understood why Sweetie couldn't wear the pajamas he bought that night!

It was definitely too small!

Chen Mo gripped the handlebars with both hands, his fingers unconsciously tightening for a moment.

Beneath the helmet, his expression subtly changed, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards.

He took a deep breath to calm himself down.

In the back seat, Tian Tian buried her face in Chen Mo's back, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

She didn't know what Chen Mo was thinking; all she knew was that her face was burning hot.

Chen Mo looked ahead, closed the helmet visor, and started the motorcycle.

The car suddenly roared, like a howling beast, deafening and awe-inspiring.

"Hold me tight," he said.

Sweetie nodded and hugged Chen Mo even tighter, pressing her face against his back, her petite body almost becoming one with him.

Chen Mo twisted the handlebars, and the bike shot off instantly!

Sweetie's body tensed suddenly, her heart raced, and she felt as if she were flying.

She hugged him even tighter.

Seeing this, Xiao Nan started her car and followed closely behind.