Chapter 1487

However fast she walked, her legs would be shorter than Su Mo Han. Su Mo Han put one hand in her trouser pocket and followed her around.

She's fast, he's fast, she's slow, he's slow.

The more so, the more infuriated Ye Fei was. Originally, she didn't care much about it. All the way down, she wanted to get rid of him.

However, whether she is a brisk pace, or snail walk, the man in a casual suit beside her, like a piece of dog skin plaster, just follow her.

Until crossing a road, ye Feifei stopped and looked up at the man in front of him angrily: "why do you always follow me like this?"

"I didn't follow you. I went to work." Su Mo Han stared at her red face and spoke softly.

Suddenly I felt that she was angry like a little lion with angry hair, which was really lovely.

Light floating four words, but ye Fei choked for a long time speechless, he is not following her, he is going to work!

But she and he are now a company to work, so how can this be counted as he follows her!

Looking at Ye Fei's glare at his eyes, Su Mo Han raised eyebrows, reached out to take her backpack down and slung it on her shoulder: "it's too heavy. I'll carry it for you."

Ye Fei's face slightly eased a few minutes, snorted softly, and then turned to walk toward the bus stop.

Su Mo Han stares at her back, squints her eyes, and flashes a bad smile on her face. She doesn't know what she is planning.

Not much later, the bus stops at the station, and ye Fei walks in front of her and gets on the bus directly.

As soon as I got on the bus, I found that I didn't have any money in my pocket. I turned my head and looked around. I could only see his figure in the shadow.

"Can't go up..."

"That's it. Go inside!"

Several aunts and uncles behind her couldn't help but urge her to open her mouth. Her face turned red and she quickly turned aside to let the people behind her go first.

Xu is the morning peak, many people go to work, until Su Mohan gets up from the car, and ye Fei sees that the man is holding a good share of money.

After watching him put into the coin box, he didn't pay attention to his own meaning.

But look at his back, empty, clearly is the last one to get on.

Ye Fei on his dark eyes, light cough two, can't help but say: "I didn't bring money."

"Oh." Su Mo Han faintly takes back his eyes, and the driver and several passengers can't help but look at them.

Ye Fei's face turned red again. She couldn't help pulling Su Mo Han's clothes and whispered, "Su Mo Han, I don't have any money..."

"Oh, I didn't bring it either."

Ye Fei was so angry that she took a look at him and grabbed her bag from him. As soon as she opened it, she found that the purse and change bag were not in it at all. She immediately understood that he was intentional!

Looking up again on his dark eyes, ye Fei's gas is not light, biting lips do not open.

A middle-aged woman with a good thing could not help but say, "you are dressed like a dog. You can't even take out the bus fare of a few yuan. It's really shameless..."

Before the words fell, Su Mo's cold eyes swept the past. It was just like a cold knife, and it was like a cold knife.

The woman felt uncomfortable when she was seen by him. Her mouth seemed to be sewn up with a needle and thread. She couldn't spit out a word for a long time, but she stopped talking.