Lin Er was squeezed into the middle of a carriage along the abortion. He was afraid that she would be squeezed down along the abortion again, so Xie Yan pulled her wrist and stood behind her.

Lin Er tried hard to stabilize his body and looked around. The fat uncle with a belly thrust beside her was about forty years old, with a big black suit and a black briefcase under his elbow.

Perhaps it was too hot in the subway, and the fat uncle was sweating dripping on his forehead. He took off his suit jacket with difficulty, revealing the white shirt soaked in sweat.

Applying a handful of wet sweat on his forehead, the fat uncle put his suit jacket on his arm.

Because there are too many people in the subway, the suit jacket he was wearing occasionally rubbed towards Liner with the people who were getting on and off the subway.

Liner's eyes began to hop up.

As a patient with severe cleanliness, Lin Er felt that every nerve ending in his body was tense up. She couldn't avoid it and hid in Xie Yan's arms, as if she was hiding from some prehistoric beast.

Xie Yan lowered his eyes and saw the terrifying expression on her face.

His little deskmate has always been a wild person. Even if the sky falls, she still looks calm and calm, "this is nothing." It's the first time that Xie Yan has known her for so long.

"What's wrong?" The subway was noisy. He lowered his head slightly and asked in a low voice beside her ear.

Lin Er's hanging hands unconsciously grabbed the corner of his clothes, and two words were squeezed out from his tightly pursed lips: "...clothes."

Two words without beginning or end.

Xie Yan was a little suspicious: "What?"

"That uncle's clothes." Liner said again, her voice sounded a little broken, "It's almost rubbing against me-"

She retreated again, trying to get further away from the fat uncle, but unfortunately she was now a sardine in canned food and was stuck in the middle of the crowd and could not move forward or retreat.

Hearing this, Xie Yan turned his head slightly and looked along her gaze.

A black suit shaking with the man's arms came into his eyes.

Xie Yan, who knew Lin Er's habits, immediately guessed what she was thinking. The little girl had a serious obsession with cleanliness. Before, he touched her and touched her, but she pulled her collar and beat her up.

Not to mention, I am now rubbing my body with sweaty clothes.

"Xie Tiantian," Lin Er pulled Xie Yan's hand and used a little force, raised his head with a gaze, and suddenly asked him, "You said, can you buy this subway?"

"..." Xie Yan was rarely speechless when she asked.

He thinks that this should not be a question of whether or not it is money or not.

At least in his perception, there is no such thing as a private subway in the world at present.

Liner understood what he wanted to express from his expression and lowered his head depressedly.

Seeing this, Xie Yan raised his hand, rubbed her hair comfortably, then turned his body slightly, hung his arm beside her, and separated her from the fat uncle without any trace.

Lin Er looked up at Xie Yan, feeling that her throat, which was strangled by fate, was finally saved. The tone she raised in her heart also relaxed, but soon realized something else.

The distance between her and the fat uncle was separated, but wasn't the distance between her and Xie Yan a little too close?
Chapter completed!