Encountered Uncle Se's ex-husband came to find fault

It was the rush hour for commuting to work and school, and when the two of them walked to the stop sign, there were already many people waiting there. Seeing this, Han Yixing's head grew a little big, this, it seemed that he was looking for guilt.

Meng Beichen frowned and didn't speak, but the people waiting for the bus kept looking at the two of them, looking at them once, turning their heads quickly, and taking another look, while others looked at them generously.

Suddenly, a woman from an office worker yelled, "Aren't you Meng Beichen?"

Then he covered his mouth in surprise, in exchange for more people looking sideways.

Han Yixing immediately regretted coming to the bus station with him, because of the celebrity effect, she felt her legs shaking when she stood in front of him, and she was about to move quietly towards the crowd. [

Meng Beichen locked her in his arms as soon as he stretched out his hand, she immediately yelled, and then...all the people waiting for the bus looked over, and there were many discussions, even Han Yixing was recognized.

She was embarrassed, and when she turned her head to stare at him, his expression was not very good-looking.

"Let go." She reached out to grab his arm, really feeling that it was too embarrassing to be recognized again in front of so many people.

"Don't move around, the car is coming." Meng Beichen frowned and pulled her back a little further.

He didn't want her to be crowded with so many people. As a result, the two of them could only stand in the aisle when they finally went up. Even if it was, it was still crowded, and the driver would never shout to stop the passengers.

Han Yixing was relatively petite, carrying a backpack and clutching the tab on it, his whole face was swollen like a bun, glaring at Meng Beichen who was facing her face to face with a gloomy expression.

"It's all your fault. I could have grabbed the seat."

Although the carriage was noisy, Meng Beichen had already been recognized by others, so he was the one who talked about a lot. He was tall and stood out, but now he was even more conspicuous.

Meng Beichen reached out and took down the backpack on her shoulder, and looked around the carriage helplessly. With so many dark people, she thought she could grab it?

He was back-to-back with a woman with some dark lines. The smell and irritability here really made him a little unbearable, and he decided in his heart that she would never want to take the bus again in this life.

Or reach out to wrap her in his arms to avoid being bumped into, "Xing'er, do you like standing like this?"