What Bad Intentions Can the Class Monitor Have [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 42 Tail Vertebra

    Fortunately, on the way back, a taxi happened to drop off nearby and was stopped by Tan Jingyang.

    He stuffed Ji Zhun into the car, and got in with him.

    The driver seemed to smell the alcohol on the two of them, and looked at them repeatedly from the rearview mirror.

    "Why are you two here? You ran so far in the middle of the night." the driver asked.

    Jizhun had a terrible headache at the moment, and he really didn't have the energy to answer. He lowered the windows to get some air, but Tan Jingyang pressed his hand and raised them back.

    "Don't blow the wind, or it will be even more uncomfortable." Tan Jingyang stopped Ji Zhun in a low voice, and then nodded politely to the driver master, "Student's birthday, we have dinner at a nearby farmhouse." The driver responded: "Look at your

    friend Did you drink a lot? Be careful not to throw up on my car, I just washed the car." "

    Hey, don't worry." Tan Jingyang smiled softly, and changed into the usual face of the deputy class cadre.

    I have to say, it works very well. The driver didn't say anything along the way.

    The scenery outside the car window gradually became crowded again. Tan Jingyang looked sideways at Jizhun, only to see him leaning on the back of the seat with his eyebrows frowned, his lips pursed into a line.

    The neon lights of the city reflected on his face through the window, dancing with colored spots. A ray of red happened to land on Ji Zhun's neck, outlining his sharp collarbone.

    Tan Jingyang's eyes darkened, and she couldn't help turning her face away, tapping her index finger lightly on the leather cushion.

    "Where are you going?" Ji Zhun asked with his eyes closed.

    "Your house." Tan Jingyang paused, "Or my house."

    "Why go to your house, so many people can't fit in." Ji Zhun opened his eyes and said softly, "Master, stop.

    " As soon as he stopped, he slammed open the door and jumped down, leaning against a tree and throwing up again with a "wow".

    "Ouch, look at how my car was almost stained." The driver shook his head repeatedly and said to Tan Jingyang, "Young man, I'm in a hurry to change my shift. Why don't you try another car?"

    Tan Jingyang knew that the driver was afraid that Jizhun would vomit again, so he made a random excuse, what shift is at this hour?

    But he didn't point it out. He glanced at Jizhun under the tree, paid the driver quickly, and got out of the car.

    In fact, the contents of Ji Zhun's stomach had been vomited out a long time ago, and now it's just retching.

    Tan Jingyang helped him along his back, and the palm of his hand touched his obvious spine through the fabric of the clothes, feeling the heat from his skin.

    "Are you okay?"

    "It's okay." Ji Zhun waved his hand with his back to him, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "Help me find a hotel nearby, and go home drunk like this, you're so cute My sister has to break my dog ​​legs."

    Tan Jingyang nodded and searched for nearby hotels with her mobile phone. During the period, he also walked to the side and called Cheng Zui, telling him that he would not be going back tonight.