N-A-A Chapter 185
Chapter 185
The ups and downs of my life, except for the bed, are all brought by the bus.
——Quotations from Mr. Zhou
Bus No. 69 is one of the busiest routes in Lin'an. Because it connects several university campuses, it is crowded at night or on weekends.
The road along this route is particularly winding, and there is a bump from time to time. Every time this happens, the girls in the car can't help screaming.
Fang Xin was grabbed by Zhou Jiangnan's hand, and almost her whole body was hanging on his left arm. She was as stable as Mount Tai, full of security.
Her soft body was close to him, and the rich fragrance made him love her infinitely.
Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was strong, and I couldn't sleep off the remaining wine.
Ask the little woman, but she said that the crabapple tree is still the same.
Do you know, do you know, it should be a beast in Jiangnan?
…
“Bad guy, stop thinking about it.”
While they were in a state of romantic love, Fang Xin stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear, even touching his ear imperceptibly, soft and sticky.
Zhou Jiangnan lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, smiling without saying anything.
The bus was shaking, and more and more people were coming.
Suddenly, a small car appeared in front of them, crossing the solid line and changing lanes in a robbery-like manner. The bus braked suddenly, and the huge inertia made everyone in the car fall forward.
Zhou Jiangnan hurriedly embraced Fang Xin's lower abdomen with his left hand and hugged her tightly in his arms.
On the right side of the body, a soft body suddenly came up, and the size of the soft ball was not small.
Zhou Jiangnan turned his head and happened to see Zhao Wanwan looking up from panic, and their eyes met directly.
Violating the wife in front of him?
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it.” She quickly stood up and broke away from the contact.
"Uh, no..." Before he could finish his words, the bus that had just started braked again.
"62, if you can't drive, don't drive, you dog..."
The driver cursed, as if he was going to rush down to fight in the next second.
The passengers in the front row quickly pulled him and said forget it.
If this guy went down to fight, what would happen to the people in the car?
The driver watched the damn car go away, and he was so angry that his whole body was shaking.
In the middle and back row, Zhao Wanwan fell on Zhou Jiangnan's right side again.
What else can he say?
They looked at each other in silence.
It's normal to squeeze a little when riding a bus.
Zhou Jiangnan was thinking seriously about buying a car, and his indifferent look made Zhao Wanwan calm down a lot.
The scumbag held Fang Xin in his left hand and stuck to Zhao Wanwan on his right side. This scene made other men's eyes split.
The bus driver couldn't vent his anger, and he became much more irritable.
The second half of the drive was thrilling.
Zhou Jiangnan felt like he had become a steel pipe.
Zhao Wanwan rubbed against him endlessly, and he had already calculated the cup shape and elastic coefficient with his shallow knowledge of fluid mechanics.
Given the size C, the golden curve, and the comprehensive friction coefficient, the elastic force is expected to be approximately equal to that of a latex pillow.
He was calculating calmly, and Zhao Wanwan was already so angry that she wanted to cry.
It would be fine if this scumbag got away with it, but he seemed to be calm, which was too hurtful.
"Does it hurt?"
Unexpectedly, she heard a greeting in her ear, and she subconsciously asked: "Huh?"
Zhou Jiangnan repeated: "I'm asking you if it hurts to bump into each other, I'm about to be worn off a layer of skin."
"You bastard." He answered with a friendly greeting.
Fang Xin heard the noise and asked in confusion: "Wanwan, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, it's too crowded, I should have taken a taxi earlier."
"Oh, how about we change seats?"
Fang Xin was as considerate as ever, Zhou Jiangnan hurriedly stopped her: "No! Stay still and don't move."
What is this kid thinking?
My vernier caliper is almost stuck, let the little bitch surnamed Zhao come here, what will happen?
...
Shaking all the way.
The three finally arrived at Yintai Department Store alive.
Zhou Jiangnan stretched and joked to Zhao Wanwan who was sorting out her clothes: "I also think you should take a taxi, why are you following me and Xinxin?"
"Who is following you? I was going here anyway, and I was following Fang Xin, don't be so self-indulgent."
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Wanwan felt regretful.
Since she had decided to take the initiative to approach him, why couldn't she still resist him?
Zhou Jiangnan heaved a sigh of relief. A Zhao Wanwan who can confront others is a good Zhao Wanwan.
It was still the familiar recipe and the familiar taste. No need to worry about accidents.
Fang Xin smiled and took Zhao Wanwan's hand, and walked happily into the mall.
Zhou Jiangnan followed behind, and couldn't help but sigh again at the grace of the Creator. How could a small Lingjiang No. 1 Middle School have such a beautiful and graceful lotus?
Is it destined that the dragon and the phoenix are destined to appear at the same time?
From the angle behind, Fang Xin's waistThinner, but Zhao Wanwan's legs look longer due to her height.
Their postures are similar, and the curvature of their legs is the same.
They are really beautiful.
They are the most beautiful women in the world.
…
The first floor of the mall is a jewelry store, and the second floor is women's accessories.
The two girls have a clear goal, and they went straight to the second floor. The new winter products are dazzling.
Lin'an's winter is particularly cold, but it can't resist the girls' love of beauty.
Fang Xin couldn't walk when she saw a cute short down jacket, and Zhao Wanwan was also attracted by a black wool coat.
"Jiangnan, I want to try this down jacket." The poor little girl was waiting for the permission of the big bad guy.
"Why ask him? If you want to try it, try it. Let's go to the fitting room." Zhao Wanwan made a decisive decision, took the clothes and ran to the fitting room with Fang Xin.
Zhou Jiangnan was lying on the sofa. A salesgirl handed him a glass of water and asked curiously, "Sir, both ladies are very beautiful. You are so lucky."
"Beauty, you have something to say. Of course I am lucky, but what does it have to do with one or two?"
The salesgirl didn't say anything and gave him an "I know" look.
After a while, Fang Xin came out cutely in a down jacket, waiting for her lover's comments.
"It looks very good, the colors match well, the style is gentle and playful, especially the pattern embellishment is very distinctive." Zhou Jiangnan crossed his legs and said seriously.
Fang Xin smiled and ran back to change clothes. It was very hot after wearing them for a long time.
Zhao Wanwan was wearing a black wool coat and turned back and forth in front of the dressing mirror, as if waiting for something.
Zhou Jiangnan lowered his head to drink water and actually picked up a fashion magazine.
"Hey, what about me? How about this dress of mine?" She couldn't help asking directly.
He looked up and looked around, then said, "Turn around."
Zhao Wanwan turned around.
"Put your hands in your pockets."
Zhao Wanwan put her hands in her coat pockets.
"Take two steps."
She took two steps.
"It looks good, it matches your aloof temperament, and your abstinence style."
Zhao Wanwan was excited, and then heard him say: "This dress, if you pair it with a small hip skirt and black stockings and high heels, it will be even more perfect."
Zhao Wanwan was stunned, and instantly remembered the black stockings he gave her when he set up a street stall after graduating from high school.
Hip lifting and shaping, protruding front and back...
She thought he was thinking of that scene too.
But Zhou Jiangnan was thinking of Wang Yueran's royal sister dress in Chengdu for one night.
That touch, first-rate.