[Wearing Books] School Bully Loves Little Milk Cake

"You can't eat it all!"

Ke Ai is very serious and Jian Zhao emphasizes that the bright red candied haws are far less attractive in Jian Zhao's eyes than the big hand holding the bamboo stick of candied haws, with neatly manicured nails and slightly pale fingertips. It is pink, and it turns white when holding the bamboo stick slightly.

When I looked up, I could see Ke Ai's nervousness and reluctance, and felt a little funny for some reason.

It's just a piece of candied hawthorn, so sour hawthorn, how delicious is it?

"Hurry up..."

Ke Ai complained in a low voice, holding the bamboo stick more and more forcefully, secretly complaining to the little yellow duck in his heart how the male lead was so hard-working, and he didn't want to give it if he didn't eat any more.

Jian Zhao pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, reluctant to part with this?The candied haws that cost two yuan each are like a treasure.

As soon as he lowered his head to bite, Ke Ai obediently presented the bamboo stick in front of Jian Zhao, and accidentally bit off the candied haws that Ke Ai bitten half.

Ke Ai likes candied haws very much, and he also likes the sour taste, but he prefers sweet ones. The half of the candied haws left over was half eaten, and Jian Zhao bit it down. Ke Ai stared at Jian Zhao in pain. Q.

Sour, or sour, especially sour.

The ghost knows what happened to the candied haws sold by this bicycle, the hawthorn that can almost make people's teeth sour.

Unexpectedly... Surprisingly, it didn't make people feel disgusted.

After giving Jian Zhao half a candied hawthorn, Ke Ai simply bit off a hawthorn, his cheeks were stuffed bulging, like a little hamster hoarding food.

Jian Zhao stared at his bulging cheeks, chuckled a few times, and crunched the few remaining sugar skins on half of the hawthorn.

It seems that the things on these mobile vendors are not so unacceptable.

Before, I always felt that the direction of this life was exactly the same as the previous life, and my heart seemed to be covered with a thick layer of darkness, and there was always a heavy feeling that it would be exactly the same as the previous life.

It's like no matter how hard you struggle and you can't get out of that dark cage, the feeling of helplessness and desperation weighs on your heart, so thick that it can almost drive people crazy.

"There are still 3 minutes for class, hurry up and eat."

Ke Ai chick nodded like pecking rice, and thanked vaguely: "Well, thank you Jian Zhao."

Hearing this title, Jian Zhao frowned slightly displeased, always inexplicably feeling uncomfortable, as if holding something.

'Brother Jian, how many years will you be sentenced for doing this! The words that Jing Shao told him before were still playing in his mind, and Jian Zhao frowned and cursed 'idiot' a few times.

Forget it, when I mentioned Brother Jian, I thought of Jing Shao's mentally handicapped speech, how many years was the sentence?He looks like such a beast?

Stupid is a bit stupid, but it really doesn't look like...not like the other person.

When thinking about this question, the afternoon when we just met in my mind suddenly, the morning glow was all over the sky, and Ke Ai poked the milk tea in a serious manner, and said softly: Brother.

"The teacher is here."

Hearing Jian Zhao's words, Ke Ai quickly retracted the bamboo stick in his hand, looked out the window vigilantly, but still felt reluctant, and muttered softly: "You are fat, help me block it."

Without waiting for Jian Zhao to respond, he lowered his head and held the hawthorn of candied haws in his mouth, the crisp sound of crushing the candied skin was very clear.

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