[Wearing Books] School Bully Loves Little Milk Cake

"Jian Zhao, what is KTV?"

With candy in his mouth, Ke Ai asked vaguely. In his previous life, he could not accept anything that might contain excitement. His parents protected him meticulously, and he had never understood it in KTV bars and other places.

"Singing."

Jian Zhao replied indifferently, the soft touch when he rubbed Ke Ai's hair just now seemed to still be left on his fingertips, his heartbeat was a little irregular, and the inexplicable irritability was pent up in his heart and there was no way to vent it.

Ke Ai nodded half-understanding, and Jian Zhao followed him to the dormitory after evening self-study on Saturday night.

Maybe it's because Ke Ai was protected too well before and lived in a comfortable environment, with no sense of security at all. If Jian Zhao didn't tell him that the door wouldn't be locked [-]%, Jian Zhao could only take the trouble to visit him every day.

When there were still 3 minutes before the bell to turn off the lights, Jian Zhao checked the time and was about to leave. When he walked to the door, he heard the sound of the door being locked from behind him, so he felt relieved.

Back in the dormitory, just in time to see Jing Shao send him the address of their weekend class reunion.

Jian Zhao, who was going to talk to Ke Ai, heard the bell ringing the lights, stopped and turned to go to bed. The soft moonlight fell on the bedroom through the window, and it was rare for Jian Zhao not to be suppressed by dark emotions.

Searching from the few remaining memories of his previous life in his mind, what delicious food is there near the KTV that Jing Shao sent him, and then he can try to bring Ke Ai with him.

It seems that there is a milk tea that tastes good?

The memory of high school in her previous life has long been blurred, and she fell asleep after thinking about it.

Over there, Ke Ai was lying on the bed, gently poking the little yellow duck's soft belly with his index finger, frowning and asking worriedly: "Duck duck, Jian Zhao said that he is going to sing tomorrow. You said... I Ask Jian Zhao to sing me Little Rabbit, will he be willing?"

The little yellow duck struggled away from Ke Ai's clutches, and pushed Ke Ai's index finger with its wings.

"I think you're going to be killed."

'Plop' the little yellow duck was thrown from the bed to the ground, dizzy and opened his eyes again, only saw a bulge on the bed, and Ke Ai's muffled voice came out from under the quilt.

"You're talking nonsense, Jian Zhao has a good temper, don't hurt me."

The next day was the weekend, and the bell didn't wake up. Jian Zhao still woke up according to his own biological clock, picked up his phone to check the time, and got up to take a shower.

Ke Ai didn't hide anything from Jian Zhao, and he told Jian Zhao the password of his phone obediently. Jian Zhao secretly deleted all the alarm clocks on Ke Ai's phone last night.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Jian Zhao, a person with a regular biological clock, would have been unable to imagine that it would be necessary to set an alarm every 10 minutes after getting up.

Ke Ai was like this, the alarm clock set two full pages on the phone.

Jian Zhao went to buy breakfast in the food street outside the campus that had been there for many years. When he came back, there were many people on campus, and he went to Ke Ai's dormitory door and knocked on it.

It took a while before someone came to drive, Jian Zhao stared at Ke Ai's upturned hair, and shook the breakfast in his hand at him.

"Take a shower quickly and get up."

"What... what time is it?"

"07:30."

Ke Ai was stimulated to wake up at this time, rubbed his eyes, and asked in a daze, "Hmm... where is my alarm clock?"

Jian Zhao grabbed Ke Ai's wrist and pulled him into the dormitory, put the lunch box on the table casually, turned his head and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, your alarm clock has been turned off by the minister, wash up quickly, and go out to play after breakfast."

Hearing that he was going out to play, Ke Ai suddenly became energetic. He stepped on the small slippers and went to the bathroom with a 'da da da'. He brushed his teeth seriously in front of the mirror with his toothbrush. He was cute and focused. Jian Zhao couldn't help but slightly curled his lips. Jiao, secretly said in his heart: "Little poor boy."

Jian Zhao bought a few random ones, he didn't know anything except that the kid liked candy, so he bought the popular ones he saw from others.

Seeing Ke Ai holding his chopsticks and stuffing his cheeks bulging, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, the little poor child is really easy to raise, and he is not picky about food.

After eating, Jian Zhao casually packed a few things in his backpack, and left the school with Ke Ai.

The rest of their class had already gone to the place early, and they didn't have to go home during the rest time once a week. They were free and unrestrained like a bird breaking free from its cage. There were many snack bars around the KTV they arranged, and the game city was not too crowded. Far.

It was nine o'clock in the morning before going out, and Jian Zhao and Ke Ai were the only ones who had no time to go to other places to play.

The agreed time was to meet at the KTV at 40:[-] in the morning. Jing Shao had booked a private room online in advance, and when he arrived in the city center, he checked the time and it was only around [-]:[-].

Jian Zhao unconsciously thought of the milk tea shop he thought of before, because it was a weekend with many people, and the milk tea taste of that shop was the best, and there was a long queue, Jian Zhao looked in the backpack he brought. He handed a lollipop to Ke Ai, and asked Ke Ai to wait under the big umbrella outside the milk tea shop, and stood at the end of the line.

Most of the people who came to buy milk tea were female companions, or boys who bought milk tea for their girlfriends, but Jian Zhao was the only one with a cold face and a cold body, wishing to reject others thousands of miles away.

Jian Zhao noticed the strange eyes from other people on him, he pursed his lips and the breath around him became colder.

He himself didn't understand why he was queuing up for milk tea like an idiot among a bunch of girls, and turned his head to look outside the store. Ke Ai was sitting at the table with his chin in his hands, looking at this side eagerly.

The eyes of the two people met in the air, and Ke Ai smiled with his lips curled up. The smiling face in the sun was inexplicably contagious.

There were many people, but fortunately there were many employees in the milk tea shop. Jian Zhao waited in line for 10 minutes, ordered a strawberry-flavored milk tea, and walked out of the milk tea shop with the bought milk tea. Ke Ai was still there waiting for him.

"Jian Zhao..."

"Give."

Jian Zhao handed the milk tea to Ke Ai, pulled him forward by the hedgehog nose on his coat and hat, and walked to the place given to him by Jing Shao. It was almost ten o'clock when they went, and everyone was almost there.

At a young and reckless age, he always likes to use childish actions to prove that he has grown up, and the dazzling lights in the private room are turned on.

Ke Ai and Jian Zhao were sitting in the corner of the sofa, Ke Ai lowered his head and opened the straw to poke the milk tea.

The big cup that Jian Zhao bought, Ke Ai and Winnie the Pooh were like holding a honey pot, sucking it seriously with a straw in their mouths.

All kinds of dazzling colorful lights, and the strong smell of wine floated to Jian Zhao's nose.

Sitting in the corner, there is a well-behaved, obedient and easy-to-raise kid.

Compared with the dull and boring high school in the previous life, this life is much more colorful because of the addition of a little kid.