After the divorce, a wealthy lady confessed her feelings and pursued me
Chapter 809 - 402 The Four Exchange Student Golden Flowers_2

Chapter 809: Chapter 402 The Four Exchange Student Golden Flowers_2

"Mm, be careful on the road!"

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"Vroom vroom vroom—" Amidst the roaring sound of the engine, a blue and white BMW S1000RR nimbly weaves through the streets.

Gao Jun, wearing protective gear and dressed in a loose embroidered sweatshirt, backpack slung over his shoulders, leans slightly forward, fully indulging in the exhilarating sensation of the biting cold wind sweeping across his skin.

The unique charm of a motorcycle lies in its unparalleled driving experience and the sense of unbridled freedom it offers.

Whether it’s the shift in weight, the impact of the wind pressure, the vibration of the bike, the cushioning of the shock absorbers, or the feedback of the road feel, the effects of centrifugal force...

With his skills, he can fully control this "steel beast" with 206 horsepower.

On his way from Yanjiang Courtyard, he occasionally stops to appreciate the scenery and feel the unique charm of the city as the seasons change.

At 8 o’clock in the morning, following the voice prompt from his Bluetooth earpiece, Gao Jun arrives at the western gate of the normal university cafeteria.

As he slows down, he spots the two girls waiting by the roadside at a glance.

There’s also a white motorcycle parked nearby, a Ninja 400.

The two girls had noticed him early, and Kim Sun-hee excitedly waves her hands vigorously, shouting: "Delivery guy, over here!"

Many people around hear her shouting, turning their heads in surprise, only to see Gao Jun riding on his cool BMW bike.

Gao Jun’s mouth curves up slightly, forming a small smile.

It seems that the nickname Kim Sun-hee gave is not easily forgotten.

However, this scene does feel somewhat familiar.

After the three meet up, Gao Jun couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

Standing before him, Kim Sun-hee’s originally average chest seems magically enhanced, apparently growing by two cup sizes and now seemingly on par with Dong Yuyan.

Moreover, she has obviously styled herself meticulously today, with delicate makeup and thoughtfully coordinated attire—she looks fresh and lovely, a portrait of innocence straight from a campus romance.

Mikami Miho, standing behind her, appears much more understated.

Her dark windbreaker has a long hem that just reaches the middle of her thighs, cleverly concealing her exquisite waist-to-hip ratio.

She must be wearing a pair of tight sports leggings underneath.

Her abstinent-style mature face, coupled with the somewhat conservative windbreaker and her calm expression, naturally exudes an aura that says ’keep out.’

It must be said, reality can be cruel.

Despite Kim Sun-hee’s meticulous dressing and even the use of fake breasts, she still falls a bit short compared to Mikami Miho.

Gao Jun parks his bike next to the Ninja 400, laughing as he says, "Miss Jin, your delivery has arrived, please sign for it."

Kim Sun-hee responds with feigned curiosity, "Where is it? I don’t see it. Oh knight, are you the delivery? Then I’ve got to have a good taste."

"Are you getting addicted to acting again?"

Gao Jun smiles as he takes off his helmet and gloves, flicking her forehead gently.

Immediately afterward, he can’t help but curiously glance at her chest.

Now sporting a D cup, Kim Sun-hee’s entire presence seems to have elevated to a taller stature, brimming with confidence.

She proudly juts out her chest and gives a "hmph hmph," asking with a smile, "How about it, don’t you feel like I’m completely different?"

While saying this, she elegantly turns around in front of Gao Jun.

"You do look different." Gao Jun nods in compliment; visually, her figure now has curves, and her feminine allure has indeed intensified.

Kim Sun-hee glances around and leans in close to Gao Jun’s ear, whispering, "Actually, it’s just a strapless bra stuffed with 4 cm pads. We’re good friends, and now that I have breasts, naturally, you should be the first to feel them."

"That can be arranged!" Gao Jun has always been quite interested in novel experiences.

He glances reflexively at Mikami Miho’s chest, which is obscured by her jacket, and can’t help but feel a pity, wishing he could compare the real and fake for himself.

Mikami Miho, overhearing their conversation, blushes immediately.

It’s mealtime.

Despite being the weekend, the cafeteria is still bustling and lively.

The spacious and bright dining hall is filled with a mix of delicious food aromas, the clinking of plates and cutlery is unceasing, a series of tables neatly arranged with groups of students gathered around them...

Gao Jun looks at this familiar scene, feeling a wave of nostalgia for his past campus life. He follows the two women to a corner on the second floor and sits down.

Mikami Miho hurries to say, "Shanxi, you keep Gao Jun company here, I’ll go get some food for us."

With that, she hurries off.

For the next ten minutes or so, she’s like a busy bird tirelessly building its nest.

One moment she brings steaming pancakes, the next she carries fragrant porridge, then comes round buns...

Shuttle running back and forth between the first and second floors.

When she finally sits down and takes a break, the table in front of them is filled with a variety of breakfast options.

Mikami Miho looks away shyly, a smile on her face as she says, "Jun, you always had a hearty appetite, eat plenty."

Gao Jun’s mouth twitches slightly; although he does eat a lot, he is still within the range of normality.

After all, how much could one eat for breakfast?

Yet the spread before him seems enough to feed ten people.

"Thanks, you’ve worked hard." Gao Jun expresses his gratitude politely.