[Wearing Books] School Bully Loves Little Milk Cake

Fortunately, their luck was not bad. When they went to the classroom, no teacher came in advance, and they were not punished to stand by the stinky Jianzhao as Jian Zhao said. After sitting down in the classroom, Jian Zhao saw the drink he bought for Ke Ai. Never drank.

He took it over and unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it to Ke Ai. He frowned and asked, "Isn't it? My deskmate, you can't even unscrew the bottle cap?"

Ke Ai's face became even more tangled as he held the unpacked drink. His education prevented him from taking other people's things casually, but...he didn't bring any candy he didn't like today.

The environment of this new class is good, and Ke Ai feels that he does not need to share his sugar with others.

Resisting the reluctance in his heart, Ke Ai took out a candy and stuffed it into Jian Zhao's school uniform pocket, and under Jian Zhao's suspicious gaze, he actively explained: "I can't take your things for nothing, it's not right."

Seriously explained, the more serious appearance unexpectedly did not make Jian Zhao feel disgusted, took out the candy from his pocket and took a look, it was the kind of candy that Ke Ai usually likes the most, then looked up and saw Ke Ai's hidden distress as expected.

Occasionally call him a little cutie, he really looks like a child, and children tend to value sugar more than anything else.

Ke Ai wasn't thirsty, he screwed the bottle cap tightly and put it on the table, when he heard a voice from the side.

"Open your mouth."

Immediately after a piece of candy was stuffed into Ke Ai's mouth, Ke Ai raised his head to meet Jian Zhao's eyes, inexplicably feeling that Jian Zhao now seems to be...

very gentle.

Ke Ai was also spoiled by his parents in the past, but parents' love for their children is limited after all, and occasionally they will take care not to spoil the child, so they always treat him with some reservations.

Like unscrewing the bottle cap and tying the shoelaces, the first person in Ke Ai's memory to help him with such trivial things was actually Jian Zhao.

"Little cutie, be good, I won't grab candy from you."

Ke Ai chewed the toffee and nodded. After a while, he suddenly remembered that he wanted to talk to Jian Zhao. Before he could swallow the toffee, the teacher came in from the door of the classroom.

Out of respect for the teacher, Ke Ai didn't speak again, but quietly tore a piece of paper when the teacher was writing the topic on the blackboard, wrote a line on it and pulled Jian Zhao's clothes, Jian Zhao felt With the strength coming from his arm, he turned his head and met Ke Ai's eyes like a thief.

He took the note written by Ke Ai, spread it out, and looked at the words on it.

"Then I'll treat you to dinner tonight, okay?"

Is it to invite him to dinner, or is he afraid to go out because he doesn't know the way?

The food in the school cafeteria is really hard to describe, especially in No. [-] Middle School, which has never improved over the years since its establishment.

It's not just the students who think so, but the teachers too.

Occasionally, some students ran into their homeroom teachers when they were eating in the food street outside. When there were many people, they shared a table and asked each other which restaurant was delicious.

Ke Ai really has no sense of direction, and he can find the cafeteria, dormitory, and classroom accurately in the school, except for Jian Zhao, it depends on the little yellow duck.

The little yellow duck is sometimes unreliable, and it is best to follow Jian Zhao.

Jian Zhao saw through Ke Ai's little thoughts but didn't see through, wrote down a word "good" and passed it on, like this, secretly passing a small note in the classroom without telling the teacher, both of them were very fresh.

On a summer afternoon, the sound of cicadas easily aroused people's drowsiness, and a few people who hadn't gone to sleep after playing games at noon began to lie on the table and nod like chickens pecking at rice.

The teacher who attended the class was an elderly teacher, who was holding an unusable chalk tip in his hand, and he smashed it accurately.

The content that Jian Zhao almost understood didn't sound interesting, so he simply paid some attention to Ke Ai, watching Ke Ai throw one after another with the teacher, his eyes sparkled.

When get out of class was over, Jian Zhao stared at Ke Ai who was taking notes, and asked, "What did you stare at the teacher just after class?"

"The teacher threw chalk and hit people really accurately, so powerful."

"That's called great?"

Jian Zhao casually picked up a piece of chalk that the teacher threw away in the last class, and hit it on the head of a person who walked in from their classroom door.

Jing Shao was thrown a piece of chalk inexplicably, his face sank and he asked sharply: "Who the hell throws chalk and hits people, do you want to compare with me who hits people better?"

"I smashed it, do you want to compare?"

As Jing Shao got angry, the classroom became quiet. Although Jian Zhao's words in the quiet environment were quiet, they entered Jing Shao's ears clearly and accurately.

When Jing Shao heard this familiar voice, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he sparred with Jian Zhao to smash people...

"No, Brother Jian, do you know how many walnuts I ate that you smashed with a piece of chalk!"

Jing Shao was still brooding over what Jian Zhao said about him being stupid before, and walked towards Jian Zhao's seat, only to see Jian Zhao's deskmate looking at Jian Zhao with adoring face when he got to the side, and couldn't help cursing inwardly. Hold'.

He only played Ke Ai once, did Jian Zhao hold grudges till now?Those who knew thought that Jian Zhao took care of his deskmate, and the classmates loved each other and lived in harmony.

Those who don't know, think that Jian Zhao is going to be engaged to someone and pull him into being a child bride.

"It doesn't matter how much you eat your brain, give up struggling."

Jing Shao felt that he had been insulted, and after being angry for three seconds, he said again: "Brother Jian, the class is going to KTV this Sunday, will you go?"

Jian Zhao seldom participates in this kind of group activities. Firstly, he doesn't like the scenes of feasting and pretending to be mature. Second... because most people in this period don't sing very well.

"go."

Jing Shao was just asking a routine question, but Jian Zhao actually said that he would go. After a moment of stunned, he came back to his senses, nodded and said, "Okay, then I will ask the specifics at night, and I will send you a QQ message at that time." .”

"Ah."

Except for Ke Ai, the reborn Jian Zhao had extremely concise conversations, and he was unwilling to say a single unnecessary nonsense.

He heard from their homeroom teacher before that Ke Ai’s home is not here, and he only has one day off on weekends in a week. It is definitely impossible to go back, plus he does not know the road. I can't get back to school by myself.

After thinking about it, for students of this age, participating in various group activities seems to be the fastest way for Ke Ai to integrate into the group.

Jian Zhao didn't expect that he would be so considerate for a poor kid.

After he talked to Ke Ai, Ke Ai nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Jian Zhao stretched out his hand to rub his light golden soft hair, his heart softened, and he said before that he would protect this little brat.

Then... take good care of it.