The Boss Has Been Tricked By the Lord God Again

   Chapter 282 She is a school grass (14)

   Yun Chu tilted his head to look out the window, the outline of the boy on the glass window was gray, and could be vaguely outlined with his eyes.

   She slowly raised her arm, stretched it out as if nothing had happened, and hooked the strap of the boy's shoulder bag with her fingertips.

  Yin Chen's eyes kept falling elsewhere, and he didn't notice Yun Chu's small movements.

  When the car was turning, Yun Chu's hands were so hard that he took the boy and fell onto the seat of the car.

  Yin Chen was completely caught off guard, but instead of the soft seat in the middle, he was stuck in the gap between the front and rear seats, and his forehead was tightly pressed against the leg of the person in front of him.

  The faint temperature came through a layer of fabric, and it seemed to be warming up faintly.

  Yin Chen: "...!"

   The movement was not small, and the students nearby looked over curiously.

   Yun Chu blinked.

  It seems...too much force.

  The boy who was stuck in the gap, his long eyelashes trembled like a crow's feather, and soon, a slender white hand appeared in his sight.

   The slightly dazzling light from the car window spread slowly in the palm of the boy's hand, with a warm orange-red color against the blood.

   In a certain quiet moment, as if a warm feather swept across the barren and barren heart, bringing an indescribable trembling.

  Yin Chen was stunned, so he put his hand on the boy's hand.

   Yun Chu lowered his eyes and held Yin Chen's hand, led him to stand up, and sat down on the seat.

   "Are you okay?"

   Yun Chu really didn't expect this, it seemed to make him even more embarrassed.

   She guiltily avoided Yin Chen's gaze, her face as calm and indifferent as ever.

  The boy lowered his head and fastened his seat belt, the tips of his ears slightly reddened by the broken hair.

"fine."

  His voice was very soft, if Yun Chu listened carefully, he would definitely find that it was much better than the tone he had spoken to her before.

  It’s a pity that Yun Chu’s mind is now full of—well, screwed up again.

   We were silent along the way, and Yun Chu did not take the initiative to speak to Yin Chen.

   She leaned against the car window and was lazily basking in the sun. She couldn't help feeling tired and began to sleep lightly. She leaned her head against the car seat and tapped left and right as the body shook.

  The bus turned sharply at a corner, and Yun Chu's head fell directly to the side, leaning on the shoulder of the boy.

  Yin Chen: "..."

   He stiffened, feeling the heavy weight on his shoulders.

   He looked ahead at this time, vaguely feeling the warm breath from the young man and the light fragrance coming from the other side.

  Why is he...so fragrant?

   Yin Chen's black eyes slid a little bit of confusion, and he didn't know why, but at this moment, he didn't push the man leaning on his shoulder away, but felt a little more at ease in his heart.

  The students in the car almost all sleep with their eyes closed against the seat, and almost no one notices it.

  Yin Chen took a deep breath and tilted his head slowly. He lowered his eyes. In his sight was the person's plump and white forehead, at a very close distance.

   Reason told him that he should stay away from this person——

   This man is constantly challenging his sexuality, trying to lead him in the wrong direction.

   But it cannot be denied that he is very good to him, even tolerant.

   Late that day to climb over the wall, he has not received any punishment from the Political and Religious Office.

   This means that he did not remember his name at all, or did not report to school.

  Yin Chen was a little confused.

  What is he doing this for?

  Did you fall in love with him?

  Yin Chen still finds it absurd. He helped him that time. It was the first time they met.

  Yin Chen couldn't think of the reason, except that the student council president's private life was chaotic.

  Yin Chen didn't go to the school forum, so naturally he didn't know that the president of the student council was still a hot topic in No. 1 Middle School all the year round.

   And this school grass never made any lace news.

   (end of this chapter)