The sky had completely darkened.
The wind stirred the branches, causing the leaves to sway and rustle softly.
The clouds grew increasingly thick and low.
"Looks like it's going to rain soon." Yao Lingling took out her phone to check, "The weather forecast says there will be rain in an hour, senior, you should head back early, or you'll be stuck here."
As he was putting on his helmet, Tang Song turned and smiled, "Don't you want to test drive this Ninja 400?"
"Some other time, that's not urgent." Yao Lingling looked at Tang Song seated on the motorcycle, a trace of disappointment on her face.
However, compared to her own little thoughts, Tang Song's safety was more important.
"Click—" Tang Song lowered the helmet visor, patted Yao Lingling on the arm, "Come on, get on!"
"But senior... it's too dangerous to ride a motorcycle in the rain, you better hurry home."