Early the next morning, after Zhao Xiaoqian and I packed a few clothes and accompanying belongings, we walked to the roadside not far from the Zhao family manor and waited for the bus, ready to take the bus to the train station, and take the bullet train to Youdu.

On all sides, on the sparsely populated roadside, full of loess, stood Zhao Xiaoqian and me.

I had been waiting for more than half an hour, but there was not a single ghost, and I couldn't help but get impatient.

"Is it so hard for you to get in a car?"

I asked Zhao Xiaoqian.

"Well, we don't have a lot of people, so it's been a long time since a bus passed by. Wait patiently, it should be soon. ”

In order to pass the time, Zhao Xiaoqian and I chatted.

As the chat deepened, I found that this girl was really good, and she was really born in a rich family, whether it was Tiannanhaibei, or customs, whatever I wanted, she could say it casually.

"When this is done, how about inviting me to play around as a reward?"

I'm half-joking.

"Okay!"

Who knew that Zhao Xiaoqian agreed without thinking about it, and she was very happy to see it, and stroked the hair around her ears.

"Doodoo-"

Just as we were chatting hotly, the country bus came.

"My goodness, it's been almost an hour, and it's finally here."

After complaining, I asked Zhao Xiaoqian to get in the car first, and I followed behind.

As soon as I got on the bus, a stunner appeared in the seat next to the door, which aroused my interest.

I saw a girl in her twenties, wearing a yellow peaked cap, and under the hat was a long black hair that reached to the waist. Under a snow-white neck, there is a figure that is seriously inconsistent with age.

At this moment, I looked at it and didn't look any further.

"Young man, what are you doing standing at the car door? Hurry back to your seat! ”

Suddenly, I heard the roar of the ticket sales aunt in my ears, which pulled me back to reality from my beautiful reverie.

"Okay, I'm sorry Auntie."

I hurriedly apologized, but in fact, there were already 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping in my heart.

Because the voice of the ticket sales aunt was too loud, the beautiful woman's eyes were also attracted and she looked at me with disgust.

"Hooligans!"

She didn't speak very loudly, but I could tell what she was saying by looking at her lips.

I just wanted to explain something, but I saw a black touch on her eyebrows, which indicated that she was about to have trouble and that something bad would happen.

Out of the guilt of just peeping and the ethics of the profession, I