Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1501 - 722_3:

"Not tight, just right."

Wen Xin shook her head vigorously.

"Then let’s go."

Fang Cheng patted her shoulder and effortlessly scooped her up by the waist, bringing her to a two-seater blue-and-white motorbike.

He first placed the little girl into the groove at the front of the driving seat, extending his arms from her sides to grip the plastic handles firmly, pressing his broad chest against her back for support.

When he pressed the start button, the water currents from the motor vibrated the vehicle smoothly away from the dock.

Fang Cheng carefully controlled the acceleration pace as the vehicle gently bobbed with the waves.

Each time they soared over a wave crest, the motorbike would lift off for a half-second, the weightlessness prompting Wen Xin to giggle.

She stretched out her small hands to catch the splashing water on both sides, her laughter carried by the sea breeze toward the shore.

"Brother, I want to fly like Wendi Brother!"

Wen Xin’s cheeks flushed with excitement, her little fists clenched, as she watched Pan Wendi racing wildly ahead.

"He’s just messing around, safety comes first for us."

Fang Cheng chuckled, casually replying.

Yet, a hint of eager light flickered in his eyes.

You should know, he had recently advanced his Driving Skill and acquired the "Driving Intuition" Skill Effect.

This endowed him with a natural affinity for any mechanical creation defined as a "vehicle," greatly reducing the time needed to learn its operation.

Since cars count as vehicles, so do jet skis, naturally.

Fang Cheng gripped the non-slip rubber handles tightly, feeling the frequency of the engine’s vibrations transmitted through the handlebars to his palms.

In just a few seconds, the knowledge of this machine’s water depth, steering limits, and throttle response delay spread thoroughly in his mind.

The once unyielding machine, at this moment, felt like an extension of his body.

"Wen Xin, hold on tight."

Fang Cheng softly cautioned, then forcefully pressed down with his right hand.

The once gently gliding blue-and-white motorbike roared to life with a high-pitched burst, the bow slicing through the oncoming waves.

The entire hull shot forward on the sea surface, without the intense up-and-down lurching like Pan Wendi.

Instead, it slipped smoothly between the waves, aligning with the water’s resistance.

A nearly half-meter high wave appeared ahead.

Not only did Fang Cheng not ease off the throttle, but he accelerated further toward the wave crest.

The vehicle lifted off at the moment of contact with the wave peak.

He deftly adjusted the weight in mid-air and used the momentum of the descent to land stably on the calm surface of the wave trough, smoothly pulling into a wide arc turn.

The water sprayed like shattered jade, evenly to both sides.

Initially, Wen Xin closed her eyes in fear due to the sudden acceleration, but sensing the unexpected steadiness beneath, she immediately opened her eyes.

The mist from the sea breeze hit her face, intertwining the strong push-back and weightlessness.

The little girl wasn’t scared; instead, she shouted joyfully:

"So high, brother, you’re awesome, let’s fly again!"

Seeing Wen Xin’s face flushed with excitement, Fang Cheng’s lips curled into a smile.

He turned the handlebar, deftly navigating the waves along the edge of the channel buoys, carving white trails across the blue sea surface.

Thus, after circling three full rounds along the white sand bay where the water park was located, Fang Cheng steadily docked the motorbike at the edge of the floating bridge.

After shutting off the engine, he carried the slightly reluctant Wen Xin back onto the boardwalk.

Tap, tap.

A few crisp footsteps approached from afar.

Lin Chuqiao strode over with long legs.