The carriage was hot and crowded, and even Ji Wanmei, who was usually very clean and elegant, couldn't help but break out in a light sweat.
The fine sweat made her hair stick to her neck and cheeks, and her breath was as sweet as orchids.
Mixed with the fine sweat emanating from her body was her delicate fragrance.
This natural fragrance, however, was a deadly opium for the Thunder Army.
He almost awkwardly and stiffly noticed the change in a certain part of his body.
The Little Thunder Army began to stand up and salute Ji Wanmei.
Lei Tingjun tensed up, determined not to make such a fool of himself in front of Ji Wanmei.
He barely dared to look Ji Wanmei in the eye. Without hesitation, he turned around, pushed aside the migrant workers who were pushing forward behind him, and said in a deep voice, "Make way."
Lei Tingjun's tone was very unpleasant.
He felt somewhat annoyed by his lack of self-control when facing her, so he vented his anger on the people on the bus.
After being yelled at by Lei Tingjun, those people dared not push forward any further and silently stepped back two steps to make room.
Despite his inner frustration, Lei Tingjun still treated Ji Wanmei with utmost care, gently pulling her hand and softly saying, "Let's go out first."
Ji Wanmei's face was as pink and rosy as a peach blossom in March, so translucent it seemed to drip water.
She lowered her head, pursed her lips, and didn't say a word. Lei Tingjun grabbed her wrist and led her out.
In the middle of the carriage, Luo Chunyan was anxiously searching for Ji Wanmei.
Finally seeing her walking over from the other end of the aisle, he quickly raised his hand and waved, "Meimei, over here."
Ji Wanmei finally walked over and met up with Luo Chunyan.
Luo Chunyan looked up and saw Ji Wanmei's face flushed, her cheeks glistening with fine sweat, and her hair slightly damp. She looked like a delicate flower, so fragile that she couldn't bear to look at herself, which attracted many men in the carriage to secretly steal glances at her.
Lei Tingjun, standing right behind Ji Wanmei, had a cold, stern face and cast a warning glance at the men who were peeking at him.
Luo Chunyan asked suspiciously, "Meimei, where did you go just now?"
Ji Wanmei's eyelashes trembled, and she lowered her eyes, saying haphazardly, "No... it was just too crowded, and we got separated."
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