Feng grabbed his black denim jacket and walked out of the area to catch a bus.

After getting on the bus, ignoring the amazing glances of the girls around her, she took out the white headphones she had bought before and reached out to put them on.

It was a holiday, and the buses were overcrowded and congested, but no one was crowded.

Naturally, it was because the boy gave people a feeling of being too cold, and there was no temperature in his cold eyes.

Although it is so cold, it still attracts the attention of girls who are senior.

Melodious music came from the headphones, Feng Li's eyes were half-closed, and the thin lips under the black mask slightly arced, quietly indulging in it.

Not far from her, stood a middle-aged man in professional attire, a bearded man with a work bag and sallow skin.

In front of the middle-aged man stood a slightly petite girl, who wore old-fashioned glasses and thick bangs to cover her eyes.

The man smiled obscenely and greedily at the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "Although my little sister looks a little ugly, this figure is really good." ”

The girl's skin was fair, her lips were clenched by her teeth, and she reached out to break free from the man's moving hand.

But because of her long-term introverted autism, she didn't have enough courage, and besides, it was really embarrassing for others to know in this public place.

The crowd is constantly congested, the mobile phone party looks down at their mobile phones that do not leave them at all times, the old and the young are talking and laughing loudly, and the drivers will not pay attention to this place and concentrate on driving the bus.

"Don't struggle, little sister, you look so ugly, no one will care about you, being touched twice by Lao Tzu is your blessing!"

Chen Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth, trying to break free from the hand held tightly by the middle-aged man, wanting to escape.

But the man was very strong, and he didn't give her this opportunity at all, and his actions were even more unscrupulous.

Seeing this, I had to touch her body.

At this time, Chen Xiaoxiao's back was suddenly shrouded in a slender shadow, Feng Li lowered her eyebrows coldly, and the white earphones had been removed by her hand and put into the pocket of her black pants.

The boy was wearing a black denim jacket, the emotions in his eyebrows and eyes were unpredictable, and the heat between his breaths lightly hit the girl's little face.

The middle-aged man was a little angry, he was in a very unhappy mood because of the bad things, but because there were so many people on the bus, he had to take his briefcase and get off the bus with a gloomy expression.

Chen Xiaoxiao's little hands were sweating, she didn't dare to look up at the young man behind her, but she could vaguely judge that the other party should be a head taller than her.

The milky white warm shirt worn by the young man with a bit of pure and good fragrance lingered on the tip of Chen Xiaoxiao's nose and could not be dispersed for a long time.

Feng Li held the armrest with his hand, looked down at the back of the girl's head, and couldn't see her face clearly.

Only Shuai could vaguely see that the other party was wearing old-fashioned glasses, and his bangs were so long that they covered his eyes.

She felt that the girl in front of her was a little familiar.

But I can't remember where I've seen it.

"Girls protect themselves outside."

A young man's voice sounded overhead, and the shadows behind him faded away.

Chen Xiaoxiao immediately turned around, but there was no young figure behind her, she looked around in a little panic, but at the position of the exit of the car, the slender and elegant figure was reflected in her eyes.

The boy took out the white earphones from his pocket and put them back on, and in the sunlight, his body seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light, and the light shyly cast an afterimage on the man's thick eyelashes.

Chen Xiaoxiao's heartbeat missed a few beats.

It can't be wrong, it's him...

The teenager who spoke for her last time...