Chapter 797 A Terrifying Thing

• Jiujiu and Little Seven could only watch from the side.
• The motorcycle wasn’t small, and it could carry a kid on the back, but Quintez Wood didn’t allow it. Too risky. So Jiujiu and Little Seven could only stand there and look.
• That night, Quintez Wood worked late and didn’t come home. As usual, after school, Sansan rolled the motorcycle out. He’d learned most of the basics, so he started riding around the yard on his own.