Although there are no extra spaces on the bus, the aisles are not crowded. After all, it is now past the peak period for students to go home after school.

Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing walked to the end of the car and stood there. First, it was because it was even more empty, and second, it was because it was to see if anyone got off the bus at the next stop.

After a sharp turn in front, Jiang Lanqing's body suddenly became unstable.

Zhang Fan held her arm from behind, and after the bus resumed stable driving, he took Jiang Lanqing's schoolbag out of her arms. "I'll take it for you."

"Yes." Jiang Lanqing responded in a low voice, then walked behind Zhang Fan.

After the bus started to enter the curve again, he held the chair next to him with one hand and grabbed a corner of Zhang Fan's schoolbag with the other.

Zhang Fan felt the pulling force from his schoolbag. Although he wanted to look back at Jiang Lanqing's appearance at this time, he still held it back.

To be honest, he was a little confused about Jiang Lanqing's personality. He was very active and proactive most of the time he was with him. Whenever he was about to part, she would become extremely quiet.

He will also become shy, just like the ancient ladies described in novels and literature.

After a while, Jiang Lanqing felt that the silence atmosphere was a little depressed, so he took the initiative to tell Zhang Fan about what happened at his school.

When Jiang Lanqing began to complain that he was fanning his notes while taking notes in class, Zhang Fan remembered that he had something else that he forgot to give to her.

So he turned around and took off his schoolbag from his back, unzipped the schoolbag, and reached out to grop.

When his finger touched a cylindrical object, Zhang Fan was delighted, took it out, held it in front of Jiang Lanqing and asked, "I bought it in the supermarket outside your school. Do you like it?"

Jiang Lanqing looked at the small blue electric fan in Zhang Fan's hand, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. "I like it."

Then he immediately snatched it from Zhang Fan, and while holding it in his hand to appreciate it, he asked curiously: "How did you know that I like this color?"

Jiang Lanqing's question was unable to answer Zhang Fan, and he could not say: "I chose it based on the color of your underwear!"

So I had to move my face to the other side and smiled awkwardly.

Jiang Lanqing later realized the reason why Zhang Fan did not answer. He lowered his head and kicked Zhang Fan, whispering: "Big Pervert."

But she didn't notice it herself, and her tone was more like a flirting between couples.

Zhang Fan looked at Jiang Lanqing's red cheeks, then moved his gaze out the window, bent his neck and looked at the sunset in the west.

Compare which one of them is more popular in your heart.

But what is certain is that his blood should be redder than their color, because Zhang Fan already felt his blood boiling.

Unlike the instinctive reactions that occurred on the bus in the rain because of the body's contact with the opposite sex, Zhang Fan now found that he liked the girl in front of him more and more.

At first I was obsessed with the desire to see the color, but now I just feel that staying with her is a very happy thing.

"Old cow eats young grass, is he the weird uncle who tricked her?" Zhang Fan suddenly had an idea in his mind.

The next second he quickly threw it out of the sky. "What are you thinking? I'm obviously as big as hers, this is the throbbing of youth."

Jiang Lanqing looked at Zhang Fan and shook his head and nodded as he looked outside, and also looked along his gaze.

The huge curtain wall of People's Square is playing advertisements for BBK music mobile phones.

Jiang Lanqing raised the small electric fan to Zhang Fan's ear, pressed the switch, and chuckled and said, "Fan the air for you."

The buzzing sound of the motor pulled Zhang Fan's thoughts back from another time and space.

After seeing the plastic blades of the electric fan turning next to his head, he moved his head a little and said angrily: "Are you afraid of hurting me!"

"Coward." Jiang Lanqing glanced at Zhang Fan with contempt.

He directly pinched the fan leaf with his hands, then loosened it, and began to blow the air towards his face.

Zhang Fan did not refute, but reached out to help her organize her hair that was scattered by the wind.

Jiang Lanqing moved his head back a little, and after a few seconds, he reached in front of Zhang Fan again.

He raised his chin and closed his eyes and whispered: "Here also help me pull the hair on my eyes behind my ears."

Zhang Fan looked at Jiang Lanqing's beautiful face, swallowed a mouthful, and gently scraped Jiang Lan's white forehead with his fingers.

"knew."

In the following time, as the bus stopped and stopped, there were more and more empty seats around Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing, but both of them felt that it was better to stand now.

Jiang Lanqing played with Zhang Fan giving her an electric fan, and then told Zhang Fan about his new discovery.

"It's charging!" Jiang Lanqing said in surprise after pressing the plug.

Zhang Fan had to cooperate when he saw her very clumsy performance. "Really."

Who told him to make the girl in front of him feel embarrassed? Naturally, he had to do his best to smooth things over.

In fact, when Zhang Fan saw Jiang Lanqing closing his eyes just now, he knew that he could taste her tender lips now.

In a sense, this is love in the student days. A small electric fan that costs 25 yuan can open Jiang Lanqing's heart.

Of course, this has to be a prerequisite.

1. The hero who gives gifts.

2. The person I gave was the heroine.

3. The above are nonsense, the key depends on whether the woman likes you.

===

After the bus stopped again, Jiang Lanqing took his schoolbag from Zhang Fan's arms and put a small blue electric fan in.

Then he lowered his head and whispered to Zhang Fan: "Zhang Fan coward, thank you for your gift, I like it very much."

After saying that, he immediately ran off the bus in a hurry, and the driver's voice came from the front of the carriage.

"Don't worry, you girl, what should I do if you fall?"

Zhang Fan waved goodbye to Jiang Lanqing through the car window glass, and at the same time recalled the scene just now.

Jiang Lanqing, who was obviously afraid to die, but still showed off his head with his head raised, couldn't help laughing.

"You're right, I'm really a coward."

Zhang Fan was very satisfied with his current state and Jiang Lanqing.

Moreover, Zhang Fan knew that once he kissed him, he had nothing to do, and he was familiar with the things that happened later than kissing.

But for the next period of time, Jiang Lanqing must have been full of her and I kissed her, after all, this was her first kiss.

Compared to Jiang Lanqing's hurry, Zhang Fan slowly walked out of the car.

The driver's voice came from the front again. "You kid, hurry up, like an old man."

===

After taking a shower, Jiang Lanqing lay on the bed with a pillow in her arms, while muttering to herself. "Today is so dangerous, I almost sent out my precious first kiss."

After rolling around, I lifted my fingers again.

"I have only known each other for twelve days, and I've been so impulsive. It seems that I have to be calm in the future. I can't let him think I'm a casual girl."

Thinking of this, I got up and took out the small blue electric fan from my schoolbag, and started to blow the air in front of me with my eyes closed.

"Fortunately, Zhang Fan is a coward, otherwise I would definitely regret it now."

The next second, Jiang Lanqing opened his eyes again, stared at the gift Zhang Fan gave him in a daze, raised his hand and scratched his forehead, showing a happy smile on his face.

"Actually, Zhang Fan should understand what I mean, but because he really likes me, he loves me so much."

In Jiang Lanqing's opinion, this is why Zhang Fan really likes her and can control the desire in his heart in that situation.

"Zhang Fan has worked so hard! I took the initiative to let him kiss this!"

After inserting the electric fan into the plug-in board to charge it, Jiang Lanqing hugged the vertical pillow in his arms again, clamped his legs hard to the tail end, and took a deep breath.

"What should I do? I seem to like him more."

Zhang Fan didn't know that Jiang Lanqing fantasized her pillow as herself. After taking a long shower, he returned to the bedroom to put on his clothes and took out two bottles of Life No. 1 from his schoolbag.

While wetting his hair with a dry towel, Zhang Fan asked Zhang Youwei and Lu Jing who were watching TV: "Dad, mom, I have two bottles of Life Number One here. Do you drink it or not? I will throw it away if you don't drink it."

"Where did it come from?" Lu Jing asked back first.

Then he said, "This thing is all lie, but the advertisements are very good."

"Sent by classmates." Zhang Fan said casually.

He was preparing to throw the two bottles in his hand into the trash can. "Since that's the case, I'll throw them away."

Zhang Youwei glared at Zhang Fan. "Why do you still like waste so much? Don't you drink it for me and your mother."

Then he stretched out his hand to Zhang Fan.

"Oh." Zhang Fan quickly inserted the straw and placed it in his parents' hands.

Lu Jing took it and took a sip, shook her head. "It's so bitter, no wonder you don't drink it."

Even though I said so, I still drank the rest in one breath, which was a pity.

After finishing drinking, Zhang Youwei quickly lit a cigarette.

Too bitter, smoke a cigarette to neutralize it.

Zhang Fan returned to his bedroom and looked at the No. 1 Life in his hand.

"Is it really that hard?"

After taking a careful breath, Zhang Fan just wanted to spit it out.

"Why is it so bitter? I really don't know how they drink it."

But after thinking that such a small bottle could be bought half a house in the city now, Zhang Fan suddenly felt that it was no longer bitter.
Chapter completed!