He Jinxuan finished eating, tidied up, and got ready to leave.
He really wanted to stay with Xinyan, especially because he had a bed in the side room, but since they weren't married, he didn't want to invite gossip about the little lady.
Xinyan saw him heading outside and asked, "Aren't you going to ride the motorcycle?"
He Jinxuan raised his hand and touched the top of Xinyan's head, "I only bought it for your convenience; coming to your place doesn't require changing buses, it's very convenient."
Upon hearing this, Xinyan felt a bit sour inside. Not needing to change buses was true, but there was never a time when it wasn't crowded. Even the last bus was packed like sardines.
Riding a bicycle didn't involve squeezing, but it still took over forty minutes. He was considerate of her, so she couldn't be selfish: "I'm not going to Chongyang Village these days, you can bring it to me after taking it out; after all, it's bought, no need for you to squeeze into a bus again."
