[Wearing Books] School Bully Loves Little Milk Cake

"Do you still want to eat?"

Jian Zhao shook the beef skewers at Ke Ai, Ke Ai shook his head like a rattle, it was really embarrassing to be cried.

"There's a smoothie in front of you, Jingshao, who keeps saying that it tastes good, why don't you try it?"

Of course, Jian Zhao had no objection to Ke Ai's suggestion. Starting from the crying beef skewer at the beginning of the food street, the two of them walked to the end of the food street together. When they sat down on a stool to rest, Ke Ai lowered his head and stretched out his hand to poke it. own belly.

Walking on the street together like this, eating what he likes unscrupulously, so spicy that his mouth numbs, and relaxing wantonly, Ke Ai is like a little bird just released from a bird cage. I couldn't hold it back, and there was an extra layer of swimming rings on my stomach.

After poking, he stretched out his hand to pinch again, and glanced at Jian Zhao vigilantly. Jian Zhao lowered his head and tidied up his backpack, which was stuffed with a lot of snacks bought by Ke Ai, which were bulging. He noticed Ke Ai's gaze and raised his head. Ask: "What's wrong?"

The tone is cold, and the words of concern are like questioning.

"Jian Zhao, do you have abdominal muscles?"

Ke Ai asked with a serious face, Jian Zhao was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

"Ah."

"Then... can I touch it?"

Ke Ai didn't believe that Jian Zhao was exactly the same as himself, and he ate all the way here. Jian Zhao would not have a small belly like himself. After asking, he stretched out his hand without waiting for Jian Zhao's agreement.

The neatly manicured nails got in from under the black jacket Jian Zhao was wearing. Ke Ai was still holding the smoothie in his hand just now, the temperature on his hands was a little cold, and he was not honest after getting into Jian Zhao's lower abdomen.

Poking and pinching, Jian Zhao even thought that Ke Ai was deliberately teasing him if it wasn't because of Ke Ai's unbelievably clear eyes.

Such ambiguous actions, even in public, would inevitably carry a bit of eroticism.

Jian Zhao's breathing and heartbeat gradually became uneven. When Ke Ai stretched out his hand and wanted to poke it down, he grabbed his wrist and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't do it."

The weather is hot and the people are hotter.

"Why don't you have a little belly..."

Ke Ai withdrew his hand and poked his stomach again, lying there with a frustrated expression on his face.

Jian Zhao doesn't have any preference for the snacks on these small stalls, but Ke Ai is different. He has never been to this kind of place, so no matter what he sees, he feels fresh. Ai ate all the way from the food street to the end of the street.

Occasionally, he bought something he didn't like, or he didn't want to eat anymore, so he gave it to Jian Zhao, but Jian Zhao didn't buy any of it himself, and only ate what Ke Aisai gave him, of course it wouldn't be like Ke Aisai.

"Go for a walk later? Do you want to go out for dinner or go back to school?"

The meals in the school cafeteria are hard to describe in normal times, let alone during holidays.

"I think... I'm going to lose weight."

Ke Ai pinched his stomach and spoke solemnly, Jian Zhao endured and endured but couldn't hold it back, he laughed with a 'puchi', and stretched out his hand to rub his hair.

"Okay, no fat, just take a walk and it will be gone."

"Really?"

"Ah."

The delicate little fairy Ke Ai nodded in agreement when he heard Jian Zhao's words. The two of them left the food street and took a walk on the sidewalk beside the road. There was a cool wind, the sound of cars from time to time, and the leaves were blown by the wind. rustle.

Simple and calm.

Seeing that it was five o'clock, and there was still an hour before the school locked the gate on time, Jian Zhao turned to look at Ke Ai and asked, "Where is dinner?"

Ke Ai ate the whole food street and still hadn't digested it. He shook his head and muttered, "I feel like I can't eat anything now."

"Buy some snacks for dinner?"

"it is good."

Just on the side of the road is the largest supermarket in the city center. After entering, Jian Zhao pushed a shopping cart, shuttled through the rows of shelves, and stuffed it into the shopping cart when he saw something delicious.

Jian Zhao looked down at the box of candies that Ke Ai had just put in, and when he looked up, he saw Ke Ai looking longingly at a shopping cart passing by them. A child about three years old was sitting in front of the shopping cart.

"Do you want to try?"

Ke Ai's thoughts were interrupted by Jian Zhao, he took out a bag of potato chips with red ears, and retorted: "I can't sit on it."

He said so, but in fact he was reluctant to take his eyes off the shopping cart, his eyes were bright and full of hope.

"The supermarket shopping cart is for children. Next time you can order one online, you can try it."

"Ah."

Jian Zhao casually took a box of toffee and put it in the shopping cart. Ke Ai didn't show any disappointment when he said that, and went to another row of shelves in an instant, which was very coaxing.

I bought a lot of things, and at the end of the checkout, there were two big plastic bags full of them. After the checkout, Jian Zhao handed his backpack to Ke Ai, easily picked up the two plastic bags, and said in a low voice: " It’s time to go back, otherwise the school gate will be closed and you won’t be able to go back.”

It was 05:30 when I came out of the supermarket, and I really couldn't go back after a while. Jian Zhao knew that Ke Ai was afraid of this, so he deliberately teased him.

"Ah."

I stopped a taxi at the intersection, and when the car stopped, I found that there was already a girl sitting in it, wearing their school uniform.

At this point, all the classmates in their school were rushing back, and it was difficult to get an empty taxi. Before Jian Zhao could say anything, Ke Ai got in with his bag in his arms, and Jian Zhao got into the car helplessly.

Not long after the car drove, Jian Zhao heard a girl's voice from the side.

"Hello, classmate, I'm in Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School, may I ask you..."

"Number one."

Jian Zhao replied coldly, and then tidied up the plastic bags at his feet so as not to crush Ke Ai.

Not long after getting in the car, Ke Ai became dazed and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Well, my classmate, I am also from No. [-] Middle School. Do you want to add a WeChat or leave a phone number?"

"No."

The girl who spoke was very pure in appearance, with a ponytail and a playful look.

But Jian Zhao didn't even look at her, and lowered his head to straighten the buttons on his sleeves. The girl bit her lower lip a little nervously, and was a little tangled up when she was about to speak again.

Jian Zhao suddenly raised his head and stretched out his hand...

He hugged Ke Ai who had struggled for so long and finally fell asleep, put his hands on his shoulders, made Ke Ai lean on his shoulders slightly, and adjusted his sitting posture so that he could sleep more comfortably.

After a while, Ke Ai let out a small snoring sound. Jian Zhao got close to him, and when he heard his snoring, he curled his lips helplessly, and said in a low voice, "Little pig."

When he spoke, his gentleness was completely different from when he was facing that girl, and there was a hint of connivance.