[Chapter 2]: What's on your chest?
Wu Gang is a freshman, today is the last day of the school report, how can he catch this bus, but thinking that there are so many people queuing outside, and there are still three minutes to drive, he will definitely not be able to buy a ticket, Wu Gang is not only anxious and sweaty.
Seeing the boy's anxious appearance, Sun Qian shrugged his shoulders, smiled, and sat in his place with an expression that he didn't care about himself. Wu Gang knew that Sun Qian still had a ticket of his own in his hand, and thought about it for a long time, anyway, it was not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and he was a man who could bend and stretch. The most important thing now is not to be thrown out of the car.
Walking to Sun Qian's side, Wu Gang said with a flattering expression: "That...... Big brother, can I buy my ticket back? ”
"That ticket of yours?" Sun Qian raised his head and glanced at Wu Gang with a very funny expression.
Wu Gang endured the anger of being ridiculed, and put on a face that was even more bitter than hard and said: "It's not my ticket, it's the eldest brother's, the eldest brother will make a price!" ”
"Three hundred!" Sun Qian stretched out three fingers and said.
"You ......" Wu Gang's face was angry, he was already short-tempered, and it was already the limit for him to endure this part, and he was about to have a seizure, when the driver's uncle pulled his throat and said, "Everyone sit down, it's time to drive." Hey, you, it's you, why don't you get out of the car? ”
"Okay, three hundred is three hundred, I bought it." Wu Gang said with a sigh of relief. I took out the money from my wallet and bought the ticket that was already my own. He returned to his position angrily, but when he turned his head before leaving, a look of resentment flashed in his eyes.
Sun Qian's heart is full of joy, he didn't expect the money outside to be so easy to make! Haha, I earned five hundred in a while!
Murong Shuangshuang, who was sitting in the position, had been secretly rejoicing since just now, and finally someone drove Wu Gang away. But when Sun Qian sat down, Murong Shuangshuang couldn't help but take a look, and there was a feeling that he had just come out of the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den.
How can this man be dressed in such clothes! Will it be unclean? On this hot day, if there is a person sitting next to you who emits a peculiar smell, what can you do along the way! Murong Shuangshuang subconsciously covered his nose with his little white hands.
But after waiting for a while, I found that I didn't smell any unpleasant smell, and even a very natural fragrance came over. The fragrance is not comparable to any perfume, it does not smell good, but it gives people a hint of coolness in the hot summer, and a sense of tranquility.
Murong Shuangshuang moved towards the man beside him, the fragrance was even stronger, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Sun Qian. But he was surprised to find that there was not a single drop of sweat on the man's forehead.
The car hasn't turned on yet, and the air conditioner has just been turned on, just a little cool. And this man had just come in from outside, and there was not the slightest trace of sweat on his forehead. I have to say it's very strange.
"It's gone." The driver shouted and started the bus.
The bus slowly left Hengyang long-distance qì chē station, left Hengyang City, and got on the highway.
Some of the people in the car were sleeping, some were playing shǒu jī, and some were chatting. Murong moved closer to Sun Qian with both bodies, sniffing the smell of the man's body, and had an irresistible feeling of being attracted by this smell. I couldn't help but wonder that I wanted to stay away from the man, but I seemed to be reluctant to give up this taste.
Turning his head to look at the girl next to him, he noticed that there was a small thing on the other party's ear, and two threads, which finally converged into one, connecting a small rectangular thing on the girl's chest. There is a beautiful girl paper by her side, if she doesn't flirt and flirt, then Sun Qian is not Sun Qian.
Sun Qian pointed to the thing on the girl's chest and asked, "What is this?" ”
Murong Shuangshuang was listening to music, and when he saw Sun Qian's movements pointing at him, he took off his headphones and asked suspiciously, "What did you just say?" ”
Sun Qian continued to point to Murong's breasts and asked, "What is this?" ”
Murong Shuangshuang's face immediately turned ugly, it turned out that this man was a sè láng! Pointing to someone's chest and asking what is this, what do you say is this, is it a steamed bun?
Enduring the infatuation with that taste in his heart, Murong Shuangshuang moved his body that was originally leaning on Sun Qian towards the window with an ugly face, and no longer paid attention to Sun Qian.
"I ask you! What is this, and how is there still a sound? Sun Qian didn't expect the other party to ignore him, and put on an ugly face. Did you discover your own conspiracy? His acting skills are perfect!
The original question was P3! Murong Shuangshuang suddenly realized, but then he couldn't help but laugh, and said secretly in his heart: Hehe, this person is really interesting, he is dressed so strangely, and he doesn't know P3 yet.
"It's called P3, and it's for listening to music." Knowing that he had misunderstood the other party just now, Murong blushed and said with some embarrassment: "Do you want to listen together?" ”
"Okay!" Sun Qian smiled and took the earphones that Murong Shuangshuang handed to him, and deliberately inadvertently touched Murong Shuangshuang's little hands, it was really slippery! Murong Shuangshuang's cheeks, who had intimate contact with Sun Qian for the first time, suddenly turned red, and looked at the shy appearance of the man who put the headphones into his ears, it shouldn't have been intentional!
After listening to a piece of piano music, Sun Qian said triumphantly: "Chopin's waltz "Farewell" in A-flat major is played quite well, but there are a few bars that are not delicate enough, and the very soothing part is too impatient. It's even more so far from perfect. Hehe, not as well as me. ”