Dressed as cannon fodder and the male lead together

"Students, fasten your seat belts!"

Wang Zhong was the last to get into the car, and the small space in the car was almost overwhelmed by the noise of the students. He stood in the aisle and glanced at the dark heads, sighed, and didn't want to worry about it.

"Master, let's go."

Chen Putao sat in the back seat of the last row. There were not many students, and there were only him and Ji Yichuan sitting in the last row.

He turned his body and turned his head to look out the window, completely ignoring the people around him.

"What? Angry?"

Ji Yichuan took the melon seeds from the classmate in the front row, held them in his palm, and placed them in front of Chen Putao.

"Old grapes?"

Chen Putao ignored him. After the bus started, the cold wind blew into the car, but he didn't seem to feel it. He let the north wind blow his face, and he was stunned.

After a while, he seemed to come back to his senses, and with anger, he lowered his head and complained softly: "You lied to me!"

He turned his eyebrows and looked at Ji Yichuan with a cold look.

"It made me really think..."

I thought we couldn't see each other for half a month.

Chen Putuo felt that he was quite worthless, so he was eaten to death by Ji Yichuan. It was obvious that Ji Yichuan had lied to him, but he still couldn't figure out how he was feeling now, whether he was mostly angry at being cheated or lucky.

Ji Yichuan leaned forward, pretending to be ambiguous, and whispered words in his ear, and the hot air from his breath sprayed to his ear, and quickly merged with the oncoming cold wind.

"Why?"

Chen Putao's ears were burning. He glanced at the front of his eyes. The classmates didn't notice the last row. He was relieved. He stretched out his hand to brush Ji Yichuan's right cheek. He paused obviously, and then pushed him away smoothly. .

Turn sideways, close your eyes, and do it all in one go.

If he doesn't care about Ji Yichuan, he's a pig!

Ji Yichuan looked at him and got angry, and insisted on turning his back on Chen Putao, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He got off his seat and asked the classmate in front of him for a clean plastic bag.

Chen Putao, who was determined not to talk to him anymore, had his ears pricked up at this moment, and when he heard the familiar footsteps getting farther and farther away, his brows became tighter and tighter, feeling disheartened.

Did Ji Yichuan leave just like that?

Chen Putao pursed her lips, her eyes became dull, and she looked pitifully curled up.

Suddenly, a hand wrapped around his waist and met his eyes.

Ji Yichuan's hands are beautiful, with slender and delicate fingers. Because the arms are stretched, the cuffs of the down jacket slightly reveal clean wrists.

The palm is up, the fingertips are slightly raised, the nails are pink, and the peeled melon seeds are in the palm of the hand.

Chen Putuo was startled, and his drooping eyelids lifted quickly, most of his depressed mood because of Ji Yichuan's sudden departure instantly recovered, and even his dissatisfaction with Ji Yichuan's concealment of himself disappeared a little.

"I shouldn't have lied to you, brother forgive me, okay?"

Ji Yichuan's chin rested slightly on Chen Putao's left shoulder, and when he spoke, his cheek slightly brushed against Chen Putao's face.

"I shouldn't have deliberately lied to my brother in order to ask for some short-term compensation. I know I was wrong. I should take a long-term view..."

The more Chen Putao listened, the more he felt something was wrong. He frowned and suppressed his temper, listening to what nonsense this little bastard who was about to climb into the sky could say.

But Ji Yichuan seemed to feel the anger hidden under Chen Putao's calm appearance, he turned his face, and continued to get closer without fear of death.

The other party was so close, Chen Putao could almost feel the unique softness of Ji Yichuan's lips across his cheeks when he profiled his face.

"What are you doing! There are so many people in front!"

He let out a low cry, the intimacy of the public made him unable to react for a while, he even forgot that he was still angry, grabbed Ji Yichuan's small arm in front of his eyes with both hands, trying to push him away.

The arm hanging around his waist receded outwards, but the steamy body behind him was getting closer and closer. Chen Putao raised his heart and turned his head slightly. Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of Ji Yichuan's approaching left shoulder, and stopped at his The hands on the waist and abdomen were slowly raised, Chen Putao swallowed, not knowing what the other party was going to do, her back was stiff with tension.

Perhaps the movement in the last row was a little louder, attracting some people's attention.

"Old grapes!"

Suddenly, there was a shout from ahead, and Chen Putao's eyelids twitched fiercely. He was so excited that he didn't even dare to raise his head to face what was about to happen.

With a sound of "click", the window beside him was slammed shut.

After Ji Yichuan closed the window, his eyebrows and eyes were bent, and he showed a very cryptic smile at Chen Putao, then he straightened his sitting posture solemnly, put his hands on his thighs, and faced straight ahead, completely invisible What he planned to do to Chen Putao before.

"Teacher Wang, what's the matter?"

Ji Yichuan raised his eyebrows, and asked Wang Zhong who was turning his head on the co-pilot with his usual expression.

While speaking, Ji Yichuan's right hand was in a place where no one could see, and he patted the empty space on the bench next to him, and then his palms were facing upwards, and his five fingers were spread out.

The meaning is self-evident, Chen Putao lowered his eyelids, pursed his lips, and let out a soft snort from the tip of his nose.

Don't even think about it.

"It's okay, I just wanted Chen Putao to close the window," Wang Zhong frowned, and explained with louder volume in the noisy carriage.

"Coincidentally, I felt a little cold, so I closed the window."

Ji Yichuan waited for a while empty-handed, but he still didn't get what he wanted. He chuckled, his eyes flicked down instantly, and he turned his palm over the other hand.

Chen Putuo was so startled that his eyelids twitched violently, his eyelashes trembled faintly, he broke free with his five fingers but was tightly restrained, and wanted to be ruthless to ignore this person, but the touch from his palm reminded him all the time.

Wang Zhong squinted at the front, Chen Putuo looked a little abnormal, he was always very concerned about his proud disciples, Wang Zhong stood up with the back of his chair, asked the driver for a black plastic bag, and walked back.

I don't know if the driver chose some shorter paths, or the bus is old and of poor quality, and the whole car shakes a bit. Wang Zhong supported the back of the chair, walked a few steps, and stood at a distance About one meter away from Ji Yichuan.

"Chen Putao, are you motion sick?"

As soon as Wang Zhong finished speaking, he heard Chen Putao hurriedly explain, "I'm not dizzy."

"Why is your face so red?"

Wang Zhong took another step closer, wanting to observe the blush on Chen Putao's face carefully.

"That's right, the windows are closed, it's stuffy..."

Chen Putuo was terribly guilty, and raised his left hand slightly, trying to make Ji Yichuan let go, but Ji Yichuan deliberately pretended to be stupid, and grabbed his hand with all his strength.

Fortunately, Wang Zhong was not tall, and under the cover of the back of the chair in front, he couldn't see the hands clenched between their legs at all.

Chen Putuo doesn't care whether Wang Zhongxin believes that he is lying or not. He looks at Wang Zhong with no confidence, and prays that he will leave quickly and don't take another step forward.

And Wang Zhong, as if he heard his inner prayer, supported the back of a nearby chair, leaned forward, looked at Chen Putao's red face and said worriedly: "Teacher, I forgot to bring motion sickness medicine here. If you feel uncomfortable Alright, just squint for a while."

"Go to sleep, I will wake you up when I get off the bus."

Ji Yichuan took the opportunity to answer, with a reliable look on his face, making Chen Putao's eyelids tremble.

Itchy hands.

"Here, you take this plastic bag."

The bus passed a series of speed bumps, shaking terribly for a while, Wang Zhong stretched out his hands, and handed the black plastic bag to Chen Putao from a distance of one meter.

The plastic bag paused for a second in the air.

No one picked up.

"Do not want?"

Wang Zhong saw that Chen Putao's cheeks were getting pinker and pinker, thinking that he was starting to feel uncomfortable, so he hurriedly wanted to take a closer look.

Before he could retract his hand, he watched Ji Yichuan straighten up and take the plastic bag with his right hand.

"Thank you, Teacher Wang."

The white and clean fingers are in stark contrast to the black and rough plastic bag.

On the back of the hand, five pink nail prints are particularly obvious.