Jiang Yao frowned when he noticed the name she called him: "I'm one year younger than you, what do you call me brother?"
Lu Jinbai: "..." Dead straight man.
The atmosphere in the car was quiet for a moment.
Jiang Yao didn't think there was anything wrong and browsed the game videos calmly, without even looking at her from beginning to end.
Lu Jinbai warned, lowering his voice: "Brother Jiang, your arm is broken."
"so?"
"You can't play with your phone anymore."
Jiang Yao raised his eyelids: "I have a broken arm, not a broken hand. Why can't I play?"
Lu Jinbai scratched the back of his head and couldn't find any reason to refute.
There is indeed nothing wrong with that.
Zhao Enning was not the kind of person who was ignorant, so he found a step for himself: "Can I trouble you, Brother Lu?"
When a girl calls her "brother", all the boys will get excited.
Lu Jinbai agreed repeatedly, got up and got out of the car with her to carry her luggage.
The girls didn't fight or grab, they consciously queued up and waited for his help.
Lu Jinbai is usually diligent about fitness. He carried seven or eight suitcases in a row, but his arms were a little weak.
He really didn't expect that the girl's suitcase looked so small and heavy to carry.
He stood up straight, rolled up his sleeves, and rubbed the tight muscles on his arms.
"Wow, Brother Lu, your muscles are so good!" the girl said, poking his muscles with her hands.
Wen Jingjing, who was standing behind, turned her head slightly, took away Shen Qinghe's mobile phone, and whispered: "Learn from others and stop watching games all the time."
Shen Qinghe immediately sat on the suitcase and observed carefully.
Almost all the girls in front brought two or three boxes. Shen Qinghe was caught temporarily and was not fully prepared.
"Brother Lu, I'm really sorry to trouble you!" The girl patted Lu Jinbai's shoulder in a coquettish tone.
It was probably the first time in his life that so many girls praised him, and Lu Jinbai laughed so hard that his face broke.
"Next."
What caught his eye was a rather familiar suitcase. While carrying it, he joked: "Sister Wen, your suitcase is quite heavy."
Wen Jingjing imitated Jiang Yao's tone: "Noisy." After saying that, she got on the bus and looked for a seat.
Shen Qinghe tilted his head and glanced at her, feeling strange. She didn't seem to be normal.
She never liked to trouble others too much, so she didn't plan to ask him to help move the suitcase and planned to support herself.
Lu Jinbai hurriedly grabbed the suitcase: "I'll do it! I'll do it!"
"No, no, no, it's really heavy." Shen Qinghe waved his hands quickly.
Lu Jinbai doesn't believe in evil. He has moved so many suitcases. He probably has a clue as to where they can be sunk.
After lifting it twice, I was able to move the suitcase a few centimeters off the ground.
The two boys who came after him sneered and eagerly stepped forward to help.
Lu Jinbai glanced at their figures. They were as thin as a weakling. It looked like they had not exercised much. It was strange that they could lift them.
The boy tried it, but the suitcase didn't even lift off the ground.
Trying to save face for myself: "You're not wearing a barbell, are you?"
"No!" It was just an Oxford dictionary, a carton of milk, and some random bottles and cans.
The boy sighed: "Sometimes, when we help you carry your suitcase, we want to strike up a conversation, not to kill you.
Shen Qinghe blinked and easily lifted the suitcase, making a show of putting it in.
Jiang Yao didn't know when he got out of the car, his chin slightly raised, his narrow fox eyes full of ridicule towards him.
Wen Jingjing knocked on the car window, glanced at the girls watching in front of the window, and then looked again.
Shen Qinghe understood, threw down the suitcase, and rubbed his arms: "Oh! It's so heavy! Is there any kind person willing to help me move it~ Oh! Isn't this Brother Jiang~"
Use your tone of voice and actions to fully demonstrate to everyone what pretentiousness is.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Jiang Yao intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes met unexpectedly, and he turned back to stare at his toes.
Jiang Yao seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He passed by her and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Scream more in the future."
Her little face turned red.
Jiang Yao picked up the suitcase carelessly. It was heavier than expected, so that his waist flashed unpreparedly.
He put it up expressionlessly: "Let's go."
Lu Jinbai rushed to Jiang Yao: "Okay, Brother Jiang."
Jiang Yao gritted his teeth: "Go down."
Not holding on to your waist is the ultimate form of stubbornness.
Lu Jinbai didn't dare to say anything more, so he walked down quickly and followed behind.
It's just that Brother Jiang's walking posture is so stiff!
——
Wen Jingjing chose a seat at the back and looked at Jiang Yao proudly.
He doesn't look good.
Wen Jingjing whispered: "This is another price."
He said to Shen Qinghe who had just gotten on the bus: "Here."
"good."
Shen Qinghe walked slowly to his seat: "Why are you sitting here?"
She wanted to be closer to him.
"Quietly, you look so worthless." Wen Jingjing dragged her to sit down, took out her cell phone and transferred 500 to Shen Qinghe.
Shen Qinghe's eyes sparkled: "So generous?"
Wen Jingjing didn't say anything, and she really answered the question of being sold and paying for someone else's money.
The car drives slowly.
The midday sun was dazzling, and people by the windows closed their curtains, making it dark inside the car.
The car was driving slowly and the battery of the mobile phone was not high. Shen Qinghe kept yawning and fell asleep leaning on Wen Jingjing's shoulder.
A second before falling asleep, I accidentally caught a glimpse of her screen.
Wen Jingjing: Change positions in 2000.
Why change places? Who to send messages to?
I found a comfortable position and fell asleep.
Half asleep and half awake, I felt my head being lifted up. I muttered dissatisfiedly, and the seat next to me sank a little.
There is a scent lingering on the tip of the nose that is refreshing to the heart. It is a light woody fragrance, clean and fresh.
Did Wen Jingjing change her perfume?
In her sleep, Shen Qinghe's brain wasn't very bright, but he just felt that the smell was so familiar, and he felt inexplicably at ease.
So he moved a little closer to the person next to him, and his face touched the crook of that person's neck.
The car gradually drove into the mountains and experienced some bumps.
Shaking back and forth, Shen Qinghe didn't sleep soundly, so he put his hand around 'Wen Jingjing's' waist: "Don't move."
A bit hard and uncomfortable.
Shen Qinghe complained silently in his heart.
'Wen Jingjing' held her up with an arm to help her shake less and sleep more soundly.
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Shen Qinghe didn’t know how long they had been driving, but Shen Qinghe’s neck was stiff from sleep, and he asked drowsily: “How much longer?”
The person next to him turned on his phone and looked at the map, then whispered softly: "About half an hour!"
Shen Qinghe was confused for a moment: "Oh, call me when you get there."
My eyelids are still fighting and I'm still a little sleepy.
After a few seconds, Shen Qinghe suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight.
This voice is Jiangyao.
I woke up instantly.
The tire ran over a stone and the car jolted. Shen Qinghe lost his seat and fell into his arms. In a panic, he pressed his hands randomly on his thighs.
A voice came from above the head, the tone was lazy: "Throwing yourself into my arms again?"
When he raised his head, the smile on Jiang Yao's lips had not completely disappeared.