Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Chapter 288: Horror World? I Just Want to Fall in Love with Plants (3)

The bell for the evening self-study get out of class rang.

All the students stopped what they were doing, started packing up and walked out of the classroom.

Zong Zhen gave a wicked smile and stood up to block Xing Chen's way.

"Think about it and try it with me, or I won't let you leave."

Xing Chen cursed inwardly, "Idiot!", turned around, stepped on the table, jumped onto the windowsill, and jumped out of the window.

Zong Zhen looked at his thin waist and clean and neat movements, and his blood rushed to his head, and blood rushed down from his nose.

Yi Xingchen did not live on campus, so after Xingchen walked out of the teaching building, he started walking towards the school gate.

At this time, the sun in the west had risen high. Xingchen looked around, but found that the environment, which should have been getting brighter and brighter, was much darker than when the sun first rose.

The street lights on both sides of the road finally shone down, creating a faint circle of light on the ground.

The last bus to the city center was packed at the bus stop. After a few students got on, the bus was packed like a can of sardines.

The car was an old-fashioned bus with windows that could be opened. The weather in May was already very hot, and with so many people crowded in a small space, the smell was very unpleasant.

After the car stopped for two stations, several people got off. Xing Chen took advantage of the gap near the window and squeezed through.

The bus started again, the evening breeze blew in his face, and he let out a long sigh.

This route was taken by Yi Xingchen's soul. After the first day of evening self-study, he floated in front of Xingchen and took him to squeeze into the bus, home, and to his room.

Xing Chen couldn't understand why he was going through so much trouble. Wouldn't it be better to just give the memory to himself?

It's just a waste of time, just like taking off your pants to fart.

Xing Chen felt that his current state was somewhat irritable.

His ignorance of the small world made him feel a little lost.

But he did not complain. There must be a reason why his master asked him to come to this place, and he just needed to adapt slowly.

Xing Chen has discovered that every small world he has experienced is teaching him something and making up for his own shortcomings bit by bit.

Sometimes he felt that after he had traveled through the small world, he would become a hexagonal warrior.

A true all-round player, an omnipotent god.

The master loves his baby to no end and is training him completely according to the standards of the Lord God.

Xing Chen had thought it through. When he returned to the God Realm and his master came back, the first thing he would do was to ride on him and tease him, "Lord God, your wife is rebelling now."

Xing Chen was lost in thought, feeling sweet in his heart, and began to wonder where his master was in this world.

He had already asked around at school, but there was no one with a similar name.

Then it should be outside the school. If it is outside, the range is a bit too large. Where can I find it?

It would be nice if the master would take the initiative to run to his side.

I was thinking about all sorts of things in my head when I suddenly felt something strange behind me.

The carriage was too crowded, and it was normal for people to have physical contact, but it was definitely not normal to have something hard pressing against his thigh from behind.

The person behind me suddenly started breathing heavily.

Xing Chen didn't even turn his head, he just leaned to the side and gave a hard elbow strike.

The perverted man behind him suddenly wailed and rolled on the ground holding his stomach.

This directly affected a large group of people in the surrounding area. The already crowded carriage became even more crowded, and there was immediately a lot of complaints.

Xing Chen turned around and wanted to kick him again.

A woman nearby stopped him in dissatisfaction, "Why are you hitting someone for no reason? Can't you see that the car is already so crowded? He's lying on the ground, taking up several people's seats. Is there no room for others to stand?"

The people around him echoed the sentiment. They had all worked for a whole day, and all of them looked listless and resentful.

Xing Chen didn't stop, but reached out and kicked the man again, causing him to scream again.

"He's being a hooligan." Xing Chen said calmly after mending his foot.

"He framed someone, I didn't!" The perverted man sat on the ground, covering his legs and howling, "Someone is beating someone up, someone is beating someone up for no reason!"

A young man nearby looked Xingchen up and down and sneered, "It's normal for people to squeeze on the bus. Who wouldn't be stuck to others if it's so crowded? If you are so particular, don't take the bus. Do you think you are a rich young master? I have never seen any young master squeeze into the bus with us."

He took the lead, and the people around him who were feeling squeezed began to vent their dissatisfaction one after another.

"That's true. With everyone crowded together, how could there be no physical contact between elbows? Are you mistaken?"

"The bus only has so much space, don't you know that?"

"Although you are beautiful, you are a man after all. There are so many women on this bus. Even if he wants to be a hooligan, he won't go after you."

After saying this, those people started to become more and more sarcastic.

"Are you suffering from paranoia?"

"Not necessarily," someone in the crowd said with a smile, "It's possible that she's been touched by a man before, otherwise why would she be so sensitive?"

"Now that you put it that way, hehehe, it immediately makes sense!"

"Look at how he looks, nine out of ten."

"He also said that people were being rude to him, but I think it was him who seduced her first."

"She's so coquettish, more like a vixen than a woman."

"..."

The crowd stretched out their hands to accuse Xing Chen. At first, they just said that he might have misunderstood, but then their words became more and more unpleasant, and in the end they began to laugh and make personal attacks on Xing Chen.

Xing Chen suddenly understood something at a certain moment.

He turned to look at the silent ghost floating by the window, and suddenly realized why he was unwilling to give himself his memory.

He might just think the memories are too dirty.

Xing Chen couldn't quite imagine what would have happened in the car if all this was happening to the timid and weak original owner.

From then on, what would happen every time the original owner got in this car?

Xingchen felt cold all over.

He narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand and pulled the young man who said it was normal for people to squeeze together towards the window, then picked up the perverted man on the ground and pressed his back, pressing the two men tightly together.

"It's too crowded in here. I hope you don't mind if I make some room for everyone."

"What are you doing?" The two struggled to separate.

But Xing Chen's hand was like a jack, pressing down on the two of them so that they couldn't move at all. As they moved, they suddenly became tense.

Xing Chen sneered in his heart and slowly reduced the strength in his hands, but the perverted man still stuck tightly to the young man and began to rub up and down slightly.

At this time, Xing Chen let go of his hand and turned around to block the people behind them.

His eyes were cold and full of strong pressure. The people around him silently turned their eyes away and dared not look at him. They only dared to sneak a peek at the pervert's movements out of the corner of their eyes.