"That's almost it."

Originally I was going to take an electric car, but there was a scene on the bus, so I took the bus to school and filmed the scene at the same time.

"Get ready and start waiting for the bus."

"I'm brewing."

Song Jiamu adjusted his posture and posture, and the girl in a small skirt held up a SLR camera to take pictures of him. It was not a rush hour on weekends, so there were not many people waiting for the bus, but from time to time some people cast curious glances, thinking that the two were filming.

Short videos or something.

The car came, and Song Jiamu got on the car with a numb expression.

After filming the scene of getting into the car, Yun Shuqian also hurriedly ran up.

There were no seats on the bus, but fortunately there were not many people standing. Song Jiamu continued to act. He held the pull ring with one hand and looked calmly at the scenery passing by outside the window, and occasionally looked at the surroundings.

Crowds, a feeling of loneliness arises spontaneously in the crowd.

"very good."

Yun Shuqian photographed this scene with satisfaction. She was also standing, the bus was driving, and she was only looking at the monitor. Suddenly she was a little unsteady and unsteady.

But soon, one of her little hands was held.

Song Jiamu pulled her into his arms, grabbed her hand and put it on his waist. He gently held her slender shoulder with one hand, and raised the other hand to pull the hanging ring. In the middle of the bus, there were only him and

She was standing, and this hug attracted much attention.

The girl's cute floral skirt swayed gently with the car, her slender and graceful body was close to him, the SLR camera hung on her slender and beautiful neck, her cheeks were rosy, and her heartbeat was a little fast.

"A lot of people are watching...!"

"Then hide better and they won't be able to see you."

The smell of the bus was not pleasant, but now she was completely enveloped by Song Jiamu's scent. She wanted to hold her breath, but it was obviously impossible.

She pursed her lips tightly, and the taste that belonged to him involuntarily penetrated through her nose and then into her heart.

Similarly, when Song Jiamu lowered his head, he could easily smell the fragrance of the girl's hair, and could easily see the slightly red little ear through the gaps in the hair.

Song Jiamu subconsciously used his arms to hold her tighter.

Yun Shuqian lowered his head slightly and held his waist with both hands.

Little by little, she hid her petite body in his arms, gently pressed her forehead against his chest, and closed her eyes.

The beating of his heart was clearly heard.

It turns out that taking the bus is not so annoying.

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Chapter completed!