Chapter 2697 Death Roulette 32

Wen Youyang's head avoided the pain of hitting the glass again, and also avoided waking up again.

He leaned on Xi Ying's shoulder and fell asleep.

When the station was about to arrive, he woke up in a daze as if he had a premonition.

His neck was sore.

Huh?

Wen Youyang found that he was leaning on Lu Zhu's shoulder!

What's going on!

Why did he lean on the boss's shoulder! Why didn't the boss reject him!

Wen Youyang sat up straight from Xi Ying's shoulder.

It's just that his neck was sore because he leaned on it for a long time. He stood up too quickly without buffering, which made his neck more uncomfortable.

It was just sore at first, but now it was a little more painful.

But Wen Youyang didn't make a sound. He silently covered his neck and secretly looked at Xi Ying's reaction.

Xi Ying half-closed her eyes, making it hard to tell whether she was asleep or resting her eyes.

Wen Youyang looked away for a while, grinning and rubbing his neck.

"We'll be at the station soon." Xi Ying said suddenly.

Wen Youyang thought Xi Ying was asleep, and was a little scared when he heard her voice.

Wen Youyang said "hmm", then looked out the window and found that the bus had left the city and came to a place similar to a country road.

While he was looking at the scenery outside the window, his hands were still on his neck, stroking and massaging.

Xi Ying opened her eyes and saw his movements, and asked: "Does your neck feel uncomfortable?"

Wen Youyang turned back and smiled a little embarrassedly: "I said I didn't sleep, but I fell asleep again without knowing it, and I was leaning on you. You didn't feel hurt by me, did you? I slept for a long time too."

Xi Ying raised her eyebrows slightly: "Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

Wen Youyang: "..." I'm being rude!

Wen Youyang said: "Yes, I feel a little stiff neck."

Xi Ying signaled with her eyes: "Come here."

Wen Youyang approached obediently.

Xi Ying stretched out her hand and pressed his neck.

A slightly cool touch came from the skin on the back of his neck, and Wen Youyang's heart shrank immediately.

This was a nervous feeling.

He knew very well that he was not dreaming, nor was it his hallucination. Lv Zhu had really come into contact with him.

The powerful fingers pinched the flesh on the back of his neck, and waves of comfortable feelings were transmitted to Wen Youyang's brain.

He felt that the soreness disappeared temporarily, and only comfort and happiness remained.

Not long after pinching, the bus arrived at the station.

When Xi Ying's hand left Wen Youyang's neck, he still felt very regretful.

It was not a pity that the massage time was so short, but a pity that his contact time with Lv Zhu was so short.

...Wait!

What was he thinking?

Why did he feel that the contact time with Lv Zhu was short? !

He was a straight man!

When getting off the bus, Wen Youyang kept repeating this sentence: I am a straight man, I will not be turned gay.

Xi Ying's hearing was different from that of an ordinary person. Even though Wen Youyang's voice was very low, almost whispering, she still heard what he said clearly.

A slanted arc appeared at the corner of her lips.

The two of them came to a residential building together and went up to the fourth floor.

Knock knock knock.

Xi Ying knocked on the door.

It took a long time for someone to open the door. The person who opened the door was a middle-aged woman. Her eyes were red, and she looked like she had been crying for a long time.

"Who are you?" The woman asked hoarsely.

Wen Youyang said: "Hello, you are Zhang Jiaqi's mother, right? We are Zhang Jiaqi's classmates."