[Wearing Books] School Bully Loves Little Milk Cake

Jian Zhao found the medicated oil from the cabinet and poured it into his palm, and without Ke Ai's consent, he lifted his clothes, because Ke Ai's skin was too white, which made the scars on his back look bruised and purple, which was particularly terrifying .

Jian Zhao frowned, covered the back of his hand and gently rubbed it. During this period, Ke Ai gasped in pain, tears overflowed in his eyes, and he controlled himself not to cry in pain.

The medicated oil was cold, and Jian Zhao's palms were hot, coupled with the pain, Ke Ai's body trembled slightly uncontrollably, his fair skin was lightly pink, and butterfly bones could be seen on his thin back. Seeing this, Jian Zhao subconsciously relaxed his strength.

Finally, after rubbing the medicated oil roughly, Jian Zhao went to the bathroom and turned on the faucet to rinse the medicated oil from his hands.

Even Jing Shao, who grew up with him, rarely let him in his dormitory. On the one hand, he was obsessed with cleanliness, and on the other hand, he had a possessive desire for his own territory that was almost like a beast. He always felt uncomfortable to be contaminated by other people's breath comfortable.

And now...

Jian Zhao turned his head and subconsciously glanced at Ke Ai, his little deskmate was secretly wiping away tears.

I didn't cry when I helped him apply the medicated oil, but the tears kept falling as soon as I left and went into the bathroom, co-author... have I been holding it back?

The original discomfort caused by others intruding into his territory suddenly dissipated at this time, he pinched his brows helplessly, wiped off the water stains on his hands, and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing here? You are still squatting at the door of my bedroom?"

"I went to the cafeteria at noon and brought you food."

Jian Zhao went out for a trip and indeed he hadn't eaten yet, staring at Ke Ai's eyes that were too dry because he was eager to cover up, his heart suddenly softened.

Opening the lunch box and looking at the neatly placed tender cabbage hearts inside, even the son of their cafeteria aunt may not be able to get such a portion full of tender cabbage hearts, turning his head to look at Ke Ai's erratic gaze, He reached out and opened the disposable chopsticks.

The clumsy little classmate can always poke the softest part of his heart inadvertently.

After dinner, No. [-] Middle School is relaxed now, and can rest in the dormitory at noon. Jian Zhao plans to take a nap, and just went out to fight with someone, and his temper is very irritable.

"Not going back? Lunch break."

"Go back, go back."

Ke Ai didn't have the nerve to say that he wanted to stay, he was always very sensitive to people's emotions, and could clearly sense that Jian Zhao felt uncomfortable with him staying there.

After returning to the dormitory, Ke Ai hugged the big hedgehog doll, pinched the hedgehog's nose, and the little yellow duck sat on the table seriously and thought about life.

"Little cutie, do you think this direction between you and the hero is a bit strange?"

"What's so strange?"

Ke Ai was a little confused, didn't the duck tell him to make good friends with the hero.

"I...I don't know."

The little yellow duck was a little guilty when he spoke, and was about to speak, but found that the little cutie who had just talked to him had already fallen asleep on the bed. After sleeping, Ke Ai looked much quieter and softer than usual.

Little Yellow Duck didn't bother anymore, and sat on the head of the bed seriously thinking about life.

The hero and cutie take off each other's clothes, the hero wants to kiss his cutie, the cutie brings food for the hero, and the cutie wants to sleep in the hero's bed.

But...they're just friends.

What about the next step... Is it the one who just wants to sleep with the male lead?The little yellow duck was startled for a moment by his own thought.