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Chapter 1217 A Woman Like the Wind

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    Gao Yang didn¡¯t know what hotel Morgan had arranged for him, but it was definitely the best, most expensive, and most luxurious. He didn¡¯t know exactly where he was going, so he just followed the car in front of him.

    Everyone wants to look awesome in front of their girlfriends, and it¡¯s the same for men. Of course Gao Yang is not exempt from the vulgarity. Regardless of whether Yelena knows how much he weighs or not, he may be impressive in front of the one he loves. Who wouldn¡¯t be happy?  Well, for Gao Yang, he still doesn't know how to live a rich life, but what Morgan arranged for him is also based on his strength. If it were someone else, do you think Morgan would be willing to go to such trouble and expense?  Food, clothing, housing and transportation are all arranged to the highest standards.

    But it¡¯s boring to be so high-spirited all the time. It¡¯s frustrating to drive a supercar but have to walk slowly behind a Fiat car.

    Speaking of which, this was Gao Yang¡¯s first time driving a supercar. Just when Gao Yang was about to step on the accelerator and enjoy the ride, Yelena suddenly pointed out the car window and shouted: ¡°Look.¡±

    Gao Yang glanced at it and found nothing special. He asked curiously: "What are you looking at?"

    Yelena pointed at a motorcycle and said excitedly: "Look at that motorcycle!"

    ¡°It¡¯s just a small motorcycle, nothing special!¡±

    After Gao Yang finished speaking, Yelena said with excitement: "That's a Piaggio Vespas 250ie. It's a modern motorcycle. It's the same series as the motorcycle Audrey Hepburn rode on Roman Holiday."  of."

    Gao Yang was surprised, extremely surprised. He looked at Yelena and exclaimed: "Do you know about motorcycles?"

    Yelena watched the motorcycles passing by quickly outside the car window and sighed: "Yes, I like motorcycles. When I was in Moscow, my mother had a Japanese Yamaha scooter. I used to ride it to school.  I like the freedom and freedom of riding a motorcycle."

    Gao Yang didn¡¯t even know Yelena actually liked motorcycles. He looked at Yelena and didn¡¯t say anything else, but he also gave up his plan to step on the accelerator of the car.

    Finally arrived at the hotel, and after being led to his room, Gao Yang smiled at Yelena and said, "Are you tired?"

    Yelena chuckled and said: "You're not tired, what's wrong?"

    Gao Yang shrugged and said, "If you're not tired, then change your clothes into something that's convenient for movement, and let's go out to play."

    Yelena naturally knew what to do, so she changed into simple clothes.

    After changing clothes, Gao Yang took Yelena's hand and hurried out of the hotel. When Yelena followed Gao Yang and walked all the way, she asked curiously: "Where are our bodyguards? Why don't they follow."

    Gao Yang smiled and said, "Let's go."

    Gao Yang took Yelena's hand to the door of the hotel. When they arrived in front of the hotel, Octavia held a helmet in each hand and smiled at them: "Mr. Gao, Miss Yelena, I wish you a good time."  Enjoyable, but please drive carefully.¡±

    Yelena walked around the smiling Octavia and stood in front of a motorcycle. She covered her mouth with her hands and looked surprised. Then she turned to Gao Yang and exclaimed: "A vespa! We are going to ride  Are you going to play on a motorcycle?"

    Gao Yang took the two helmets from Octavia's hand, sent the white lady's helmet in front of Yelena, and said with a smile: "Yes, we ride motorcycles."

    Gao Yang put on a black helmet. After putting the helmet on, he stepped onto the motorcycle and smiled at Yelena: "My dear, get in the car."

    Gao Yang can ride a motorcycle, but only as a pedal. He thinks he is fine.

    Yelena excitedly sat on the back seat of the motorcycle. The motorcycle was a bit small, so Yelena had to hug Gao Yang very tightly. However, Yelena hugged Gao Yang tightly. Gao Yang stared at him with his two legs and drove the motorcycle until it was steady.  I immediately liked this feeling.

    Although I don¡¯t have any special feelings about the movie Roman Holiday, Gao Yang felt that it was really refreshing to ride a motorcycle slowly and leisurely through the streets of Rome.

    ¡°You didn¡¯t tell me that you like motorcycles, and I really didn¡¯t know you knew so much about motorcycles.¡±

    Yelena tilted her head, glanced at Gao Yang, and chuckled: "I have always liked it, but I can only watch, not ride, because my mother is worried about my injury. When I was in Russia, my mother strictly prohibited me from riding a fast bike.  After arriving in New York, she didn't allow me to buy a large-displacement motorcycle, but I had already taken the time to pass the motorcycle driver's license test."

    Gao Yang subconsciously dislikes motorcycles because he thinks they are more dangerous and there is nothing wrong with riding them.It felt good to play and enjoy the breeze, and it was okay to drive slowly and leisurely on the road, but he couldn't accept Yelena riding a motorcycle.

    What does Yelena do? She plays the violin and piano. But if she falls while riding a motorcycle and injures her hand, wouldn't it be bad?

    Gao Yang frowned and said: "When did you secretly take the motorcycle driver's license test? Hey, it's better for you to have less contact with these things. It's too dangerous for you."

    Yelena was silent for a moment, and then said helplessly: "I'm telling you this, actually, I want to ask if you can let me ride a motorcycle with you. Unfortunately, you, like my mother, won't let me ride."

    Listening to Yelena's helpless and resentful voice, Gao Yang finally surrendered. He thought for a while and finally said: "You can ride it, but you can only ride it here. When you return to New York, you are absolutely not allowed to touch the motorcycle. Also,  You can only ride it when I am around, otherwise you are not allowed to touch it. If you promise me, I will promise to let you ride the motorcycle."

    Yelena said in surprise: "Yes, yes! I promise you!"

    Gao Yang stopped the motorcycle, and Yelena rode to the front excitedly, then patted the back seat and said loudly: "Come up, we are going for a ride!"

    Gao Yang sat in the back seat and hugged Yelena's waist. Yelena waited for Gao Yang to hug her and said loudly: "Hold tight, let's go!"

    The motorcycle accelerated forward in an instant, and Gao Yang's body fell backwards. Fortunately, he hugged her tightly enough to prevent him from falling.

    "Slow down! Slow down! You're driving too fast!"

    "It doesn't matter, I'm very skilled!"

    The conversation between men and women seemed to be reversed. Gao Yang exclaimed that he was riding too fast, while Yelena confidently expressed that there was no problem.

    Yelena rides a motorcycle much faster than Gao Yang, driving fast through the alleys of Rome.

    With a kick of the brakes, the motorcycle stopped quickly. After turning a corner, it immediately picked up speed again. At this moment, Yelena said loudly: "My dear, do you like Ducati?"

    Ducati, the Ferrari of motorcycles, Gao Yang couldn't say whether he liked it or not, but after hearing Yelena's question, he still said warily: "What exactly do you want to say?"

    "I want to say, can we change our small motorcycle into a Ducati? Also, if we go to Pescaline, can we go there on a motorcycle?" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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