Liyue Harbor, on the road to Yuehai Pavilion.
The mischievous Director Hu was giving Li Qiuzhi a ride, excitedly pumping the bicycle's pedals as she sped over the hard brick road.
She leaned slightly forward.
Her long reddish-brown hair and the long tails of her coat streamed backward in the breeze, squarely "striking" Li Qiuzhi on the rear seat.
There was nothing he could do.
He could only gather Hu Tao's unruly twin tails and coat tails in his palms to keep them from flying about, stroking her soft, silky hair while he was at it.
"Idiot, stop messing around."
Hu Tao noticed something a little unusual, but she only said that and paid it little mind.
Both her hands were occupied with holding the handlebars. Air poured into her wide sleeves, puffing them up and pushing them slightly higher to expose a stretch of fair arm.
The snowy thighs extending from her black shorts alternated up and down, leaving Li Qiuzhi a little dazzled.
How could such perfectly proportioned legs exist?
Her white short socks covered part of her calves, leaving only half exposed and making him want to stroke their warmth and softness even more.
As Li Qiuzhi thought this, he also tried to put it into practice.
After a moment's thought, he gently leaned forward, pressing his chest against her reddish-brown hair and resting it against Hu Tao's back.
Then he wrapped both arms around her waist, his wrists resting against her soft lower belly and his fingers just brushing her ribs.
Next, he leaned close to her ear beneath her hair and asked:
"Director Hu, you've been cycling for so long. Your legs must be tired, right? Want me to rub them for you?"
"Ah! What are you trying to do, you jerk!"
Hu Tao suddenly