Lu Yichen frowned and reached out to hold Luo Qiao back, "Why did you suddenly decide to enroll in driving school? It's exhausting, and besides, most of the people there are men."
As Luo Qiao pulled him forward, she replied, "I know, but there's one female student in this batch. I haven't met her yet, but I guess I'll see her tomorrow."
Lu Yichen gave Luo Qiao a glance, "I'll take you there tomorrow."
He thought about it and felt something was off, "The driving school isn't far from the machinery factory. How about we don't stay at the school dorms? I'll come pick you up at night. I probably can't send you in the morning. It's about four or five bus stops away, is that okay?"
Luo Qiao laughed, "You make it sound so nice, as if you'd have the time to pick me up every day. Keep dreaming."