Because I Cannot Hurt You

Outside the Han villa, Yunru climbed on top of his motorbike and said, "Sit."

Zizi looked left and right and then back at him. "Huh? Where is your car?"

He blinked his eyes. "I don't have a car, yet. I would use the police car sometimes for my job," he grinned and patted his bike, "but this is actually my sweetheart."

Her mouth twitched. "Your bike is your sweetheart?"

"Same like how your makeup kit is to you."

"..."

"Hop on."

"B-But I have never rode on a bike before…"

He smiled. "As expected of Princess Han Zizi. I assure you that I am a safe driver, and I guess you should try a different experience sometimes. Staying cooped up in the car is boring if it's everytime."

Zizi climbed and slowly took a seat sideways as she made herself comfortable. "It looks like a super small seat, but I actually fit here."

He chuckled. "Or what? Did you think you would fall off?"

"S-shut up!" She felt embarrassed.

Yunru handed her the helmet. "Wear this."

Zizi pursed her lips and complained. "The helmet will ruin my hair! I don't want to look like an ugly witch, especially in front of you."

Especially in front of you…

Yunru coughed hard.

It was so smooth that it took him by surprise.

"What if you refuse to give me a chance after seeing my messy side?" She frowned.

Zizi was always very particular about keeping herself neat, tidy and clean.

He cleared his throat. "Rest assured. Your face and messy hair would have nothing to do with it. I want a beautiful heart."

"I have a beautiful heart," she grinned.

He smiled back. "We will see about that."

Zizi put on the helmet and in the end, she still tried her best not to ruin her hair. "I am ready."

He hummed. "I will start my sweetheart now. Hold me."

She froze. "H-huh? W-what are you saying? You-you already want to be so intimate here?" She blushed and her cheeks turned red.

He choked hard in his throat. "Excuse me? Hold on to me for balance, stupid."

"..."

"This is a bike you are on, not a car."

"Didn't you say that you are a safe driver?" She smirked.

He raised his brow. "Well, if you don't wanna do it, then it's your choice."

Suddenly, Zizi realized that she dug her own grave. 

Idiot! This is a good chance to touch him!

She quickly wrapped her hands around his neck and said, "Haha, I was just joking. Of course a responsible cop like you is a safe driver."

Her chest slightly pressed on to his back as she held him, making him cough. His brow twitched. "You can just hold on to my shoulders."

"I refuse," she harrumphed.

"Just don't strangle me, alright?"

She snorted.

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Fifteen minutes later, they stopped in front of a local hotpot restaurant. Zizi climbed down with her face flushed in red.

I didn't know that riding on a bike could be that romantic…

There was hardly any distance between them and throughout the whole ride, she could feel the warmth of his broad back seeping on to her. She could also feel how muscular his body was at that close proximity.

Yunru was quite in a similar state too. This was the hardest ride of his life ever. He found it difficult to concentrate on the road with the way Zizi's breasts were pressing on his back. He chanted a mantra the whole way to stop himself from focusing on her.

"*Ahem!* Let's go."

Zizi snapped out of her dreamy stupor and looked ahead. She gasped. "This is a hotpot restaurant!"

"Congratulations on passing your first ever Chinese reading test," he nodded.

She glared at him. "I mean this place is so small. Why did you bring me here?"

"To lift your mood, of course."

"How can a small hotpot restaurant lift my mood? Do you know how unhygienic these places are? Do you know how oily and fatty their food is? This place is a death warrant!"

"It's small but it's hygienic. You haven't even tried the food here," he stated. "It's so delicious that you won't be able to stop eating once you start."

She furrowed her brows. "It cannot be more delicious than the classy, five-star hotels I have visited."

"Let's see that today."

"But-"

Yunru chuckled. "Didn't you say that you have a beautiful heart? A beautiful heart accepts everything without prejudice."

"..."

He sighed. "Seems like I was wrong. Let me drop you back home…"

"No, no! I will come with you. It's rude not to give this place a chance," she awkwardly gulped.

Yunru was having a lot of fun by threatening her.

Inside, they took their seats and the owner walked up to him with a bright smile on his face. "Yunru! So good to see you here!"

The owner was a man in his late-sixties with a side lock of greyish white hair near his ears.

"Gramps. How are you doing?" He grinned. "I see the place is doing as good as ever."

"I am great!" He looked at Zizi and beamed. "Oh oh! You finally brought a girl with you tonight. Is she your girlfriend?"

Yunru coughed.

Zizi brightened. "You have such good judgement," she nodded in appreciation.

"Haha. I can identify couples at a single glance," he grinned.

Yunru quickly said, "Bring the usual, Gramps."

"On it. Hehe, you will get a special discount for bringing your girlfriend with you for the first time here."

"..."

He left and Zizi asked, "How do you know each other?"

"I often drop by here for dinner after work, especially when I get late. He is a nice and hardworking man. His son and daughter-in-law passed away in an accident years back and he is taking care of his grandson. I met him at that time during the investigation. Since then, I often started coming here."

Zizi widened her eyes, hearing such sad news. "I-I see…"

Behind his jovial demeanor, she didn't know that there was so much pain behind it.