[Wearing Books] School Bully Loves Little Milk Cake

Under the light, Ke Ai's soft golden hair shone slightly, the knuckles of his hand holding the pen turned slightly white, and the tips of his ears turned red with shame.

Jian Zhao was taken aback, he asked Ke Ai to write a question, and he chose a question that he knew Ke Ai couldn't do, but who knew that he actually took it seriously, and stretched out his hand to rub his hair, which felt good to the touch.

"It's okay, take your homework back to the dormitory, and I'll teach you."

"is it okay?"

"Ah."

Ke Ai hurriedly packed his homework into his backpack. Jian Zhao stood by the desk and waited for him. Even he himself was surprised and a little baffled. When he was by Ke Ai's side, his heart was always inexplicably at ease.

On the way back, the summer night was accompanied by the chirping of insects, and the school's streetlights were a little dim. Jian Zhao was not used to letting others come to his own private space, so he followed Ke Ai into his dormitory.

After entering, Ke Ai took out his homework book and spread it out on the desk, turned his head and stared at Jian Zhao with bright eyes, waiting for him to come.

Ke Ai was obedient in the classroom, wearing a school uniform jacket, but when he arrived in the dormitory, he was a little bored. Jian Zhao stopped speaking in the middle of the lecture, and stared at Ke Ai who unconsciously took off his school uniform jacket.

The dormitory was a little stuffy, and the young man was full of anger. Jian Zhao stood behind Ke Ai during the lecture, and Ke Ai was close to him listening. Before he was completely unconscious, his hands were already on the zipper of the school uniform.

After Jian Zhao's voice stopped, Ke Ai also froze, and turned his head to look at Jian Zhao suspiciously.

In order to facilitate the students to study, the dormitory has very bright lights. Ke Ai's eyelashes are long and curly, and the light falls on them, casting a shadow under his eyes.

The boy's figure was slender, and after taking off his school uniform jacket, his slender and fair neck was exposed, giving off an inexplicable warmth.

Uncomfortable, Jian Zhao looked away, coughed, put down his pen, went to the balcony and opened the window, whispering: "The windows of the dormitory should be opened in summer, otherwise it will be very stuffy. But with your little arms and legs It should not be pushed away, in the future, call brother and I will help you."

I don't know if it's Ke Ai's illusion, but Jian Zhao's voice is a little hoarse.

After finishing a question, it's almost time to rest. If you don't wash up, you will turn off the lights. A teacher will come to check the number of people in the sleeping place, usually their head teacher, Teacher Du.

He has a very gentle temperament, but he is very fierce in some things, even the most naughty students will be well-behaved in his hands.

Someone knocked on the dormitory door, Jian Zhao went to the door and opened it, Teacher Du saw Jian Zhao after pushing the door open, looked down at the booklet in his hand, frowned and asked, "Jian Zhao, what are you doing here? "

After speaking, he glanced past Jian Zhao at Ke Ai, who was sitting at the table studying hard, and ticked the booklet.

"Teacher, let me share my feelings with my new deskmate."

Teacher Du frowned, and after telling Ke Ai a few words, he walked to the door, turned his head and said, "Jian Zhao, go back to the dormitory to rest early, don't go to bed too late."

After the door closed, Ke Ai looked down at the time on his watch, and said softly: "Jian Zhao, you should go back, otherwise it will be too late."

Jian Zhao nodded and walked out with a 'hmm' sound, turned his head after not taking two steps, looked at the good boy who was still staring at him, and said casually: "Don't go to buy breakfast tomorrow, it's so far away. I don’t like that family that much either.”

He was picky enough, but not to the point of being picky, and it was nonsense to say that it must be that one.

"Ok."

Walking to the door, when Jian Zhao closed the bedroom door casually, he said casually, "I'll leave later and lock the door myself."