[Wearing Books] School Bully Loves Little Milk Cake

After venting the depression in his heart, he looked at the big and small kid who fell asleep on the desk. He couldn't let him sleep on the desk all night. He walked into the bedroom and gently pushed Ke Ai's shoulder, saying coldly :"stand up."

Ke Ai was awakened by the shaking, and stared at Jian Zhao with bewildered eyes, and the misty water vapor in his eyes looked inexplicably soft.

"No, sleepy."

"Go back to your own dormitory and sleep."

Jian Zhao's voice was cold, and after he finished speaking, he pulled La Ke Ai's collar. Ke Ai suddenly raised his head and glanced at Jian Zhao, and suddenly lay down again when Jian Zhao was in a daze.

"What?"

Ke Ai covered his face with his arms, and a muffled voice came out.

"You're so fierce, you're not Jian Zhao, it's my way of waking up that's not right, you let me sleep for a while and wake up again."

Jian Zhao was still a little dazed when he heard the first sentence, but realized when he heard the latter sentence, this little brat was just looking for reasons for not wanting to move his butt.

"stand up."

Jian Zhao's voice sounded colder, Ke Ai raised his head, and asked softly, "Can I sleep with you tonight..."

"reason?"

In summer, the two of them squeezed into the same bed, Jian Zhao really couldn't find a good reason.

"I don't want to move...so sleepy."

After speaking, Ke Ai yawned again, and Jian Zhao pursed his lips when he saw how sleepy he was.

"Just one night."

The voice was still indifferent, but Ke Ai finally agreed to Ke Ai's request. Ke Ai snorted, closed the book and turned to crawl on Jian Zhao's bed.

Jian Zhao looked at the homework book that Ke Ai casually threw on the desk, frowned slightly displeased, stretched out his hand to tidy up and turned around, and Ke Ai was already lying on his bed and fast asleep.

Jian Zhao raised his wrist and glanced at the time. The lights in the dormitory would be turned off in a few minutes, so he found a small night light from the cabinet, turned on the switch and placed it by the bedside. to sleep.

Ever since I saw Ke Ai trembling in fear of the dark last time, although Jian Zhao didn't say anything, he kept it in his heart.

There was a stranger lying next to him, especially on a narrow iron frame bed in a school dormitory, where body contact was inevitable. It was okay at first, but when Jian Zhao was about to fall asleep, he suddenly opened his eyes.

After noticing Ke Ai's movements, he frowned helplessly.

Ke Ai kept hugging him like a little pig.

Except for the arch, the whole person is like an octopus, tightly wrapped around him.

In the summer, with someone sticking to his body, Jian Zhao lost his sleepiness, staring at the little boy's slightly pouty mouth after falling asleep, his pink lips half-opened and closed, and from time to time he could hear him falling asleep. muttered, and the soft tone brought a bit of seriousness.

"Stinky Jianzhao, you don't even hug me to sleep..."

Listen carefully, there are still some grievances.

Smelly Jianzhao's face was a little dark, and he even wanted to kick the little boy off the bed.

The little Po Boy didn't have the slightest sense of being kicked down. After mumbling, he grabbed Jian Zhao's clothes and sniffed his neck. There was still a bit of the smell of cigarettes on Jian Zhao's body, and the little Po Boy frowned. He frowned and said, "The stink is simple, it stinks."

The veins on Jian Zhao's forehead twitched, he grabbed the little boy's hand, trying to kick him down, but he froze when he touched it.

Ke Ai's hands are small, but the warm touch also brings a bit of softness.