"Fuck, there are so many people. How can I squeeze in there?"
Song Han looked at the car full of people and his high ponytail and fell into deep thought.
"Forget it, I'd better sit down and go."
Just as she was about to take a step back, she felt a hand holding her waist and squeezed onto the bus.
"Two people."
The boy holding her waist put four dollars into the coin box with his other hand.
Song Han stood a little forward and turned around to look at the boy. The school uniform was from the No. 11 Middle School across the street.
"Brother, your surname is not Lei?"
The cold icy rain patted my face randomly.
Who is so immoral and doesn't close the window? The rainwater comes in.
Song Han wiped the rainwater that had been hitting her face and bangs, complaining crazily in his heart.
Shen Xian lowered his head to see her appearance and couldn't help laughing.
Song Han rolled his eyes and said to him, "Why are you laughing? I'm really convinced. This rain will attack me alone, right?"
Funny girl? High IQ gangster
Intention: I got it out of boredom.