That student turned sex

After such a toss, the sun has already set.

The sky turned dark, and the roadside lights were all on, intertwined into a picture of overlapping lights and tree shadows.

Ji Xiaohan has to go to the studio first and then to the station.

Fortunately, the police station is much closer to the studio than the school, only three stops away.

Ji Xiaohan ran to the bus stop near the police station.

There happened to be a bus that fit the route and stopped at the stop.

He caught the bus.

It was almost seven o'clock in the evening, and the bus was full of people, a bit crowded.

Ji Xiaohan stood at the front door, it was relatively empty, he didn't step on the steps to squeeze in.

The driver brother pressed the button, and the front door of the bus began to close automatically.

Ji Xiaohan stood slightly inside, facing the door.

Just as the door was about to close, he suddenly heard Yan Mo's voice——

"Wait for me!! I want to take the car too!!"

Ji Xiaohan turned his head and looked through the car door glass. Yan Mo finally found an excuse to persuade the old man and the old man's son that he was really fine, so he left the police station.

But after all, he was still a few steps slower than Ji Xiaohan.

So at this moment, Ji Xiaohan is standing in the bus.

In the distance, Yan Mo was running along the side of the main road, waving to this side while running.

The summer evening wind made the hem of his clothes flutter.

The wind poured into Yan Mo's school trouser legs, which swelled up and fluttered with his running movements.

The hair on his forehead was slightly wet, and it would have turned into little wisps, flying behind his head and flying up and down.

Yan Mo's entire handsome face was exposed, and there was a bright bulge on his forehead, which was split out by Ji Xiaohan with a stick not long ago. It didn't look broken at the time, but it swelled up now.

His usual cool and handsome face has become haggard because of this bag, it looks very pitiful.

Ji Xiaohan looked at the scene in front of him and stared at Yan Mo's forehead. After a while, he turned his head and said to the driver: "Uncle driver, please open the door, there is someone behind who wants to catch the car."

"Ah!" The driver was reminded by him, glanced at the rearview mirror, found Yan Mo, and stopped the car again.

The front door of the bus opened slowly, and Yan Mo ran up.

After he got into the car, he stood in front of Ji Xiaohan and smiled at Ji Xiaohan.

Ji Xiaohan lowered his eyes and turned his head to look outside the car door.

"Thank you, brother!" Yan Mo turned to thank the driver again.

The uncle driver in his forties gave Yan Mo a strange look, and then said coldly, "Swipe the card!"

After speaking, the driver closed the door again, and the bus continued to move forward.

Yan Mo paused, "Shut up..."

He touched his pocket, but there was nothing there, and he looked through his schoolbag, and there was nothing there.

When he was in high school, he never swiped his bus card, and he didn't have any change in his pocket.

Yan Mo shifted his gaze to Ji Xiaohan.

Ji Xiaohan was looking at the car door glass, the sky outside was dark, the car door glass reflected the lights inside the car, like a big mirror.

Ji Xiaohan could even clearly see Yan Mo's figure on the mirror.

He watched Yan Mo rummage through his body, knowing that the other party didn't have a card.

In other words, the other party never used a bus card at all.

Just as he was thinking, Ji Xiaohan saw Yan Mo suddenly turned his head, looked back at him through the reflection of the glass door, and grinned at him in the mirror, with a flattering meaning.

"..." Ji Xiaohan immediately looked away.

The driver uncle spoke again: "Students who didn't swipe their cards, hurry up and swipe their cards! You can also put change."

Yan Mo moved closer: "..."

Without waiting for him to speak, Ji Xiaohan stretched out his hand to swipe the card on the machine.

After a beep, the driver stopped talking.

Ji Xiaohan continued to look outside the door, as if he hadn't done anything.

It's still the familiar look, hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and it's easy to coax if you retreat.

Yan Mo looked at him with a happy expression.

Inexplicably, Ji Xiaohan felt that Yan Mo's inexplicability made him feel weird today, as if something was wrong.

But I can't figure out what's wrong.

It's just a faint feeling in my heart.

Maybe it was because they were not familiar with each other, so it seemed strange that Yan Mo suddenly acted differently from before?

...However, whether Yan Mo changes or not has nothing to do with him! ?

When Ji Xiaohan thought about it, he finally felt that it was strange that he actually thought about this question.

He shook his head secretly, putting aside his thoughts.

After a while, Ji Xiaohan felt a little uncomfortable.

Although the air conditioner was turned on in the car, there were so many people that it was not particularly cool.

Ji Xiaohan could even feel the heat emanating from Yan Mo's body.

The two of them were too close.

He was very uncomfortable, and leaned back, leaning against the railing of the crossbar, a little further away from Yan Mo.

Yan Mo suddenly said, "Daughter-in-law..."

Ji Xiaohan knew what Yan Mo was going to shout as soon as he heard it, and he gave Yan Mo a sideways glance.

Yan Mo immediately changed his words: "Hanhan..."

"...You shout again! I'll kick you!"

Ji Xiao interrupted Yan Mo with a cold face.

Considering the number of people in the car, he lowered his voice, almost gritting his teeth.

"..." Yan Mo was stunned for a moment, then he touched the bag on his forehead resentfully, looked at Ji Xiaohan, and didn't speak.

Seeing Yan Mo's movements, Ji Xiaohan frowned slightly.

Yan Mo looked at him with grievance, looking pitiful.

Ji Xiaohan couldn't stand up for a moment.

After all, Yan Mo had only said some bad things verbally before, but he never actually fought him.

And just now, he helped catch the thief, but he got a stick in the end.

Ji Xiaohan clearly knew that his strength was quite strong, and that Yan Mo should have been in quite a lot of pain.

Ji Xiaohan thought about it, and it was his own fault after all. After he figured it out, he decided to apologize to Yan Mo first and settle the matter.

But just as he was about to speak, the bus suddenly made a sharp turn.

The inertia was too great, Ji Xiaohan lost his balance for a moment, and slammed straight forward into Yan Mo's arms. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, reaching out and grabbing the handrail of the side door dangerously, so that Yan Mo didn't fall down.

Ji Xiaohan barely stood up straight while holding onto the armrest, and heard Yan Mo groan softly, "Hiss..."

He was about to continue apologizing, but he didn't expect that just as the word "yes" was said, the car shook again.

This time, Ji Xiaohan stabilized himself, but Yan Mo didn't stand firm, and he threw himself directly on Ji Xiaohan's body.

The distance between his face and Ji Xiaohan's ears is only a few centimeters.

Yan Mo's hot breath hit Ji Xiaohan's side face.

That small piece of white jade-like skin suddenly turned red.

Ji Xiaohan originally put his hand on Yan Mo's chest, trying to push him away, but just moved his hand, but he remembered that he had given Yan Mo an elbow when he was in the teaching building.

Yan Mo suddenly called out just now, he must have been bumped into the place where he hit before.

Ji Xiaohan hesitated, should he just push it away?

Before he could finish thinking, Yan Mo had consciously stood up straight, and his hands went around Ji Xiaohan's shoulders and grabbed the railing behind him to stabilize his body.

In this way, his arms just wrapped around Ji Xiaohan's shoulders, as if he was embracing Ji Xiaohan, trapping Ji Xiaohan in the corner of the car door, and at the same time isolating other people who were close to him from his arms , I can't even touch Ji Xiaohan.

Ji Xiaohan hid in the direction of the car door uncomfortably. He wanted to stay away from Yan Mo, but the car door was small and the back was crowded, making it difficult to move.

In the end, he had no choice but to stand in this state of being loosely surrounded by Yan Mo's arms.

Yan Mo kept watching him quietly.

Ji Xiaohan frowned, turned slightly sideways, and looked outside the bus.

The trees on the side of the road passed by quickly, like a continuous dark green belt, long and continuous.

The studio that Ji Xiaohan worked with is located in a relatively prosperous area in the East District, not far from the station.

As soon as the bus arrived at the stop, Ji Xiaohan quickly got off the bus with his schoolbag on his back.

Without turning his head, he walked extremely fast with the gesture of throwing away everything behind him.

Ji Xiaohan passed a traffic light intersection along the road, and came to a beautifully decorated gallery.

The Retrospective gallery is small, but it's doing okay.

The studio that Ji Xiaohan worked with was opened by the head of this gallery.

The person in charge is a young man named Feng Jian, 26 and seven years old.

Feng Jian opened a painting studio while opening a gallery to sell paintings.

At first, Ji Xiaohan didn't know that a student like himself could make money by selling paintings even without fame.

Only once, by chance, he ran into the person in charge when he went to sketch on weekends. After the other party knew that he was short of money, he offered to propose it.

Feng Jian asked him to paint according to the client's requirements. If the client was satisfied, he would share the money after receiving the painting and paying for it.

Ji Xiaohan also signed an agreement with Feng Jian's studio, and he and the studio will share the money from selling paintings [-]-[-].

This is really a good opportunity for Ji Xiaohan who is short of money - he doesn't have to worry about all other chores, he is only responsible for painting well.

Every time Ji Xiaohan completes the painting according to the requirements, he will hand it over to the studio, where he will frame the painting and then hand it over to the client.

At this time, Feng Jian was waiting for Ji Xiaohan to deliver the painting, but he didn't come after waiting for a long time, and Feng Jian was going to send him a message to ask about the situation.

Feng Jian was holding his mobile phone, and when he looked up, he saw Ji Xiaohan walking in.

Feng Jianma put down his phone and smiled at Ji Xiaohan: "I was just talking, why haven't you come today. I thought you weren't coming, so I was going to ask you what's going on."

"I have something to do at school, so I was delayed."

Ji Xiaohan briefly explained, and put down his schoolbag.

He unzipped the zipper, turned out the box containing the painting, opened it, took out the painting and handed it to Feng Jian.

Feng Jian took a look at the painting, his eyes were amazed immediately, he kept nodding and said: "Mmm! Mmmm! This painting of yours is even better! It is better than the previous one. This time the client will definitely be very satisfied. "

"I'm going to put the painting up."

After speaking, Feng Jian took the painting and walked to the back hall, ready to frame the painting.

Ji Xiaohan's business here is not just to deliver paintings, he saw Feng Jian turned around and left, and hurriedly called to the other party: "Brother Feng, you still need to pay me the money for the last painting."

Feng Jian looked back at him as if he had suddenly come to his senses, and then patted his head: "Oh! You! Look at my head! I forgot about business when I was so busy looking at your paintings! Don't worry, I'll transfer the money to you right now. .”

With that said, Feng Jian turned on his WeChat and transferred 300 yuan to Ji Xiaohan.

"Okay, I'm going to do something, you go back early!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Jian took the painting, and now he really went to the back.

Ji Xiaohan clicked on WeChat, collected the money, and after confirming that there was no problem, he picked up his schoolbag, turned and walked out of the gallery.

He hadn't taken a few steps when he went out, but Yan Mo suddenly came out from the side and stood in front of him.

It seemed that Yan Mo had been standing outside the gallery waiting for him.

Ji Xiaohan didn't want to entangle Yan Mo any more, so he pretended not to see it, turned around, and planned to leave from the left.

However, Yan Mo was not so easy to get rid of.

Before Ji Xiaohan took two steps, Yan Mo grabbed his wrist.

Yan Mo said, "Wait, don't leave yet."

Ji Xiaohan didn't like being touched like this, when Yan Mo touched him, he immediately flicked his hand reflexively, pulling his wrist back from Yan Mo's hand.

Fortunately, at this moment, after handing in the painting, he was still a little patient. Ji Xiaohan rubbed his wrist lightly: "What do you want to do again?"

Yan Mo said to him: "Han...Xiao Han...do you know that you have been cheated?"