Quick Transmigration: After the scum and blackened the male lead, I died and escaped

Chapter 633
Zhao Huanhuan has been riding with Wei Shujun, and even deliberately rode in front of him, and then broke his shared bicycle.

Pretending that the car broke down halfway, he waited for Wei Shujun on the road and waited for the rabbit.

She could even think of the image of the boy carrying herself on the back of the bicycle.

Thinking of this, her little face couldn't help but blush.

How about grabbing the rear handle of the car for a while?

Or wrap your arms around his waist?

Just as she was thinking this way, she saw the young man riding a bicycle over, and quickly adjusted her posture, pretending to be distressed and sad.

But the young man obviously saw that her car was broken down, but he didn't intend to stop at all.

Zhao Huanhuan: "!!"

Is he blind?
Forget it, forget it.

In desperation, Zhao Huanhuan called out Wei Shujun's name.

"Student Wei Shujun!!" She was afraid that he would not be able to hear her, so she yelled loudly.

When Wei Shujun heard someone calling him, he looked back.

I saw a girl with a broken bicycle parked beside her, and she was waving at him vigorously.

Wei Shujun: "??" Who is this person?

But out of politeness, he stopped and walked over to the girl.

"May I ask if there is something wrong with you?"

The boy's voice was clear and cold, with a bit of ethereal and alienated taste.

Zhao Huanhuan smiled at him embarrassedly, "Hello, classmate Wei, we are in the same class, my name is Zhao Huanhuan."

The young man gave a faint "um", how perfunctory he wanted to be.

Zhao Huanhuan smiled awkwardly, then scratched his head embarrassingly, "Well, my bicycle broke down, can I ask you to help..."

The girl's voice was soft, with a hint of hesitation.

Her blushing and timid look made people unable to help but give birth to a trace of compassion.

But this does not include Wei Shujun.

The teenager looked down at the car parked beside her, it seemed that it was indeed broken down.

Then he took another look. There were no villages in front of this area, no shops in the back, and it seemed that it was difficult to get a taxi.

Then the boy pondered for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He thought of a good idea, so he generously gave up his car to the girl.

"You ride my car first!"

Zhao Huanhuan: "Huh??"

Why is this different from what he thought?
The girl asked embarrassingly: "Then what do you do? How do you go home? How about we..." Together?
Before she could finish speaking, the boy interrupted her.

"It's okay, someone will pick me up."

The boy's tone was calm, and there were no ups and downs in his mood.

But at this moment, he was happy in his heart, and finally had a reason to approach her.

Then he said to Zhao Huanhuan, "What are you still doing here, why don't you hurry up?"

Zhao Huanhuan: "Huh??"

Afterwards, the boy stopped looking at her, but took out his mobile phone on his own. After dialing the number, a clear and moving voice came from the other side of the phone.

But it was obviously a girl's voice.

"Hello? What's the matter?"

The boy glanced at the broken bike parked next to him, and said nonsense seriously: "My bike suddenly broke down on the road, can I trouble you to pick me up?"

The other end of the phone was obviously stunned for a few seconds, and then blurted out, "Okay..."

After the boy finished making the phone call, he saw that the girl was still there, and a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes.

"Why are you still here?"

Zhao Huanhuan: "..."

In the end she reluctantly used his car and rode home by herself.

(End of this chapter)