My charming CEO wife

In my Great China, if you don’t take a bus, you don’t know how many people there are.

When they arrived at the platform, they finally waited for a bus to arrive. When the door opened, Lu Chen was almost dumbfounded.

There are so many people inside, they fall out almost as soon as the door is opened, just like canned sardines. As soon as the car comes, the crowd will flock to it.

Well, the characteristics of the Celestial Dynasty.

In a hurry, Lu Chen didn't want to wait for the next bus, so he yelled and followed me, ran to the back door, stepped on the bus, pushed and squeezed inside, Zhao Yourong and Tang Mengmeng quickly followed.

Zhao Yourong hadn't squeezed a bus for ten years.

A rich lady like Tang Mengmeng has never taken a bus since she grew up so old. Lu Chen is more experienced. In the two months since he first arrived in Haicheng, he used to take the bus and accumulated a wealth of fighting experience.

The three barely squeezed into the car door, and before they could stand still, the bus closed the door and started to move, almost trapping Tang Mengmeng, who was following Lu Chen, in the door.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Lu Chen pulled Tang Mengmeng into his arms, but he didn't get caught.

Lu Chen stood between the railings next to the seat, sweating profusely, and managed to find a gap.

Zhao Yourong was in front of Lu Chen, and Lu Chen propped up a space with his hands, which was just enough for her to stand, while Tang Mengmeng could only stand behind Lu Chen, supporting his back with both hands, or they could stick to him.

The bus began to accelerate, and the inertia caused the three people, who had no handrails or support, to shake uncontrollably.

Zhao Yourong is tall and slender, he is still wearing high heels today, he is almost as tall as Lu Chen, and he is almost squeezed against the glass.

Lu Chen's body was pressed by Tang Mengmeng behind him so close to Zhao Yourong's body, it was completely zero-distance contact, Zhao Yourong had already regretted agreeing to squeeze the bus, his pretty face was flushed, almost dripping water, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

About 5 minutes later, the bus braked suddenly again. There was a strong force coming from behind Lu Chen. The inertia was irresistible, and he stuck to Zhao Yourong's body firmly.

Fortunately, Lu Chen boasted that he still had lofty moral character and personal cultivation, and silently recited the Three Purities of Morality, barely responding.

But behind him he felt something was wrong.

It turned out that Tang Mengmeng was also squeezed so close to him, her chest was on his back, and there were hot women in front of her and behind her...

This Nima, he directly became the layer of cream in the middle of the sandwich biscuit.

This is summer, so of course I don't wear much.

Zhao Yourong obviously felt it, her little face turned even redder, and her heart was beating wildly, uneasy and nervous, driving her crazy.

It took Lu Chen a while before he dared to lower his head and cast a glance at Zhao Yourong who was huddled in his arms.

Zhao Yourong closed her eyes tightly, bit her red lips halfway, and turned her pretty face to one side, full of shame.

I don't know how long it took, but Lu Chen only heard an inaudible low hum from his chest. Zhao Yourong's body was as limp as a puddle of water, and he slid down a little. He was supported by Lu Chen again, and was squeezed against the wall of the carriage. superior.

Lu Chen took a breath uncontrollably.

Zhao Yourong was almost exhausted all over, she leaned against Lu Chen so that she didn't slip and fall, her pretty face was flushed, and she leaned against Lu Chen's neck.

There are mixed feelings in my heart.

After finally arriving at the station, Zhao Yourong was basically unable to stand still, and cast a glance at Lu Chen. Lu Chen knew it, and supported her, and the three of them got off the car one by one. His face was not good-looking, and he was blushing.

I feel extremely embarrassed.

Fortunately, Jiming Temple was ahead, and with this change of subject, the three of them were reluctant to mention the embarrassment they experienced on the bus just now.

The three of them bought tickets to go in, Zhao Yourong and Tang Mengmeng went straight inside, Lu Chen was puzzled, asking why you were walking so fast.

Zhao Yourong turned around, gave Lu Chen a blank look, and said, "People are in three urgencies, don't you understand, just wait here for us, don't you want to go together?"

Lu Chen hurriedly stopped.

He was not in a hurry, and he had no intention of going into the women's restroom.

Zhao Yourong and Tang Mengmeng went to the bathroom, while Lu Chen wandered around Jiming Temple on his own.

I found that there is really nothing to visit in this temple, and I was blinded by the name of the thousand-year-old temple, the first temple in the Southern Dynasty.

To be reasonable, there is a world of flowers and flowers just across the wall, even if there is a Buddha living in the temple, and he is in the beautiful world of mortals, he must be covered with the smell of copper.

The two girls must have gone to college, or they just need to touch up their makeup. Anyway, women's affairs are usually very troublesome, and women usually don't have the concept of time.

Lu Chen was bored waiting, and he was really bored, so he found a secluded corner and squatted down to smoke.

As a result, as soon as I lighted it, I didn't take a sip, and a lazy and lingering voice came from my ear:

"You guy, don't you know that smoking is prohibited here? Don't be afraid of being rude to the Buddha."

The voice is full of humor.

But just listening to the voice, Lu Chen felt that the owner of the voice must be a very beautiful and charming woman.

Lu Chen raised his head slightly, and in his squat-like posture, he could only see a pair of calves.

Embroidered cloth shoes, hemp trousers, and tacky attire are usually only worn by elderly rural ladies, but when paired with such calves and feet, Lu Chen only feels exquisite and elegant.

Lu Chen is neither a foot fetishist nor a leg fetishist, but if Lu Chen has a tendency to be a leg fetishist in the future, then the woman in front of him must be the one who started it.

She was wearing a pair of cloth shoes, navy blue cloth shoes, with two extremely delicate lotus flowers embroidered on the upper, the lotus leaves were green and the petals were pure white, lifelike.

Such a pair of exquisite cloth shoes, worn on her equally exquisite little feet, complement each other perfectly.

For a while, Lu Chen didn't dare to look up again.

I am afraid that if a woman with such perfect feet and calves looks like Sister Feng, it will definitely be a terrible thing.

He did not stifle the cigarette in his hand, but said:

"To be reasonable, the old man of the Buddha has a big belly. The metaphor is that a big belly can accommodate things that are difficult to tolerate in the world. I just hide and smoke a cigarette secretly. This Jiming Temple is the real residence. If you look at the Buddha, you will definitely laugh it off and won't care about me."

"The Buddha will definitely not argue with you, but I will."

The owner of the voice walked slowly, walked in front of Lu Chen, and then spread his little hands:

"You bastard, if you smoke in public, you will be fined five thousand, give me the money!"

Lu Chen was taken aback.

Damn, there are urban management in Jiming Temple?

And the current urban management is so awesome, they will fine you five thousand as soon as you open your mouth?

He raised his head and looked at the woman Shi Shiran was standing in front of him.

The woman is twenty-eight years old, tall and tall, with a beautiful smile.

She has a white fox face. On the white fox face, there is a pair of narrow and long eyes that are also charming, with subtle light spots in them, which is particularly intriguing.

She looked at Lu Chen.

Naturally, Lu Chen was also looking at her, trembling with fright, even dropping the cigarette in his hand to the ground.

Lu Chen didn't realize it.

Because he felt frightened.

"My name is Wei Xuewei. I heard from my brother that you want to see me, so I'm here."

The woman said with a slight smile, her voice was mellow and warm, just like the flowing water of a small bridge in the south of the Yangtze River.

Before the woman opened her mouth, Lu Chen naturally didn't know that she was the Miss Wei family whom he had a marriage contract with.

He trembled in fright because this woman looked exactly like Mr. Wei.

It's really the same.

With Lu Chen's eyesight, he didn't notice any difference, except that the hairstyle, body shape and temperament are naturally different.

Mr. Wei is very good-looking.

Although he is nine thousand years old who is always blacked out by Lu Chen, he is very masculine.

He is a typical handsome man like Pan An and Shen Yue in ancient times.

But the woman in front of me who looks exactly like Mr. Wei has a graceful and beautiful temperament, gentle and cool.

Obviously the same appearance, but showing a completely different beauty from Mr. Wei.

But the same beauty is breathtaking, and the beauty is touching.

Beauty is like a jade sword like a rainbow.

She must be the most beautiful and expensive piece of jade in the world.

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