[Wearing Books] School Bully Loves Little Milk Cake

Through the gaps between the leaves, the bright spots of light fell on the ground, the sunshine on the playground was extraordinarily bright, and not far away there was a little boy who looked like a rabbit bouncing around in charcoal charcoal. On Ke Ai's shoulder, he asked softly: "Friday, Jing Shao's birthday, will you come to a party?"

"Will there be something delicious like last time?"

— When mentioning the last time, Jian Zhao uncontrollably thought of the kiss that the little brat lost control after he was drunk. It was young and immature, but it was so damn flirtatious, and it was so thick that there was no trace of breathing.

The sun was a little bit hot, Ke Ai leaned against Jian Zhao, wanting to let him protect him from the scorching sun.

Ke Ai leaned against the school uniform that Jian Zhao put on him when he was sleeping. Jian Zhao took it off. After waking up, Ke Ai put it on over his own T-shirt in a daze. Ke Ai is getting smaller and smaller, like a doll.

Suddenly, Jian Zhao put his hand on Ke Ai's waist, and slightly squeezed it into his arms.

It's really no different from holding a doll. With a little more force, Ke Ai can be hugged directly.

"What are you doing, stinky Jianzhao, you stinky, don't hug me."

Ke Ai frowned, even wrinkled his nose, his face was full of disgust.

After a long-distance run just now, I inevitably sweated a lot. The faint smell of sweat mixed with hormones is not unpleasant, let alone stinky.

"What? Do you dislike brother? Let brother hug you for a while."

Ke Ai frowned and thought seriously, and after weighing it over and over again, he whispered: "Then just for a while."

About the party, Jian Zhao has already mentioned it to Ke Ai, and going to KTV is destined to bring a little tail.

—Jian Zhao is worried about leaving Ke Ai alone in the dormitory, and secondly, Ke Ai is afraid of the dark, even more afraid of loneliness, and hates being alone the most.

The rest day on Sunday coincided with Jing Shao's birthday. Although Jing Shao had a somewhat cynical personality, he was very popular in the class. When he learned that he was going to hold a birthday party, many people went there.

After buying breakfast, Jian Zhao picked out the clothes for Ke Ai from the closet, and then went to the bed and shook Ke Ai's shoulders to wake up a certain little lazy pig.

"Stinky Jianzhao...don't make trouble with me..."

"Get up quickly, I'll take you out to play today."—Ke Ai woke up immediately when he heard 'go out to play', rubbed his eyes, lifted the quilt and got out of bed to wash, even eating breakfast faster than Usually a lot faster.

Like this kind of gathering during the break time, most of the students will not wear school uniforms.

Coincidentally, what Jian Zhao is wearing today and what Ke Ai is wearing are both their school uniforms. The summer school uniform has a T-shirt with their school's logo on the right chest. Ke Ai is afraid of the heat, so he only wears a T-shirt After leaving the dormitory, Jian Zhao added a black coat on top of the "blood.

I took out two disposable masks from the box in the drawer of the cabinet, one black and the other light pink. Recently, the common cold has been raging, so I put on a mask for prevention.

Jian Zhao took the mask and walked up to Ke Ai, unfolded the mask, lowered his head slightly and helped Ke Ai put it on carefully, brushing the side of Ke Ai's face with his cool fingertips, Ke Ai tilted his head involuntarily.

"do not move."

The voice was lowered and slowed down, and every word he spoke seemed to have a gentleness that seemed to be absent.

"Oh……"

Out of the school gate, among the students who went out with them unnaturally, none of them were wearing school uniforms, most of the girls were wearing beautiful skirts, and Jian Zhao Ke Ai, who was wearing school uniforms, was inexplicably out of place in the crowd.

There were already many people waiting in front of the bus stop, Jian Zhao frowned slightly, and stood at the intersection to stop a taxi.

His parents not only treat him badly in attitude, but also in terms of living expenses. They often forget to pay him living expenses. For them, his son seems to be just a trash can to vent negative emotions when they are dissatisfied.

In his previous life, Jian Zhao thought that it was because he was not good enough that his parents repeatedly ignored him, but after experiencing various things, he understood that it was not because he was not good enough, but because they never cared about his son.

When Jian Zhao was born, because his parents were in the early stage of starting a business, they left him to his grandparents to take care of him. After his career stabilized, he had his younger brother.

Jian Zhao, who has been raised by his side since he was a child, and Jian Zhao, who has been sensible since he was picked up, obviously they prefer the former.

When Jian Zhao's grandfather passed away, he made a will and entrusted all his wealth to his trusted old friends, leaving everything to Jian Zhao. Jian Zhao is just eighteen this year. The friend transferred all his grandfather's inheritance to Jian Zhao's name.

After getting in the car, Jian Zhao still told the driver to charter the car as before, and no one else came to disturb him along the way.

"Jian Zhao, you said it's Jing Shao's birthday, so have you prepared any presents for him?"

"Ah."

The gift has already been bought early, an out-of-print figure that Jing Shao has always liked before.

"what about me……"

Ke Ai looked at Jian Zhao anxiously, he had never made friends, let alone gave gifts to each other, and at the time Jian Zhao told him, there was no time to buy any more.

Ke Ai wanted Jian Zhao to go shopping with him later, pulled his arm and before he could speak hastily, Jian Zhao stuffed a candy in his palm.

"You? We are not a family? Isn't it enough to send one?"

"what?"

"Are we living in a dormitory?"

"Say" "What did you call me?"

"Smelly Jane...brother?"

In this way, Jian Zhao succeeded in fooling Ke Ai, and he himself has not received the gift from his cutie, so why should Jing Shao?

That andrology advertising love letter doesn't count.

When he got downstairs to the KTV, Jian Zhao glanced at the message from Jing Shao, and took Ke Ai into the elevator.

When the door of the private room was opened, there were already quite a few people inside, with colorful lights, several bottles of opened wine, beer and cocktails on the table.

Still the same as last time, after entering, Jian Zhao found a corner for Ke Ai to sit inside, and sat outside him himself, keeping Ke Ai behind him tightly.

Not long after sitting down, Jian Zhao's cell phone rang. He took it out and looked at the note on it, frowned and clicked to hang up. After a while, he called again. He hung up five or six times in a row. He clenched his phone tightly, with a little impatience in his eyes.

Turning around, rubbing Ke Ai's hair, and softly told: "Sit here and be good, I'll go out and answer the phone, okay?"

"Ah."

Ke Ai was holding a glass of water that couldn't be seen clearly in his hand, and was drinking in small sips with a straw in his mouth.

When he reached the door, Jian Zhao glanced at Jing Shao, and said in a low voice, "Help me watch Ke Ai."

"Don't worry, I will take good care of my sister-in-law..."

Before he finished speaking, Jing Shao noticed Ke Ai's eyes looking at him, and turned a corner abruptly.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of little Ke Ai."

Jian Zhao frowned, turned his head and glanced at Ke Ai who was sitting obediently on the sofa in the corner, his voice was slightly cold.

"What's your name, cutie?"

"All right, all right, let's go now."

Walking to the corridor outside, the sound insulation of the private rooms in this KTV is very good. The window at the end of the corridor is very quiet, with only a slight sound of wind, which makes it very quiet. It must be that Umo has been delayed for so long, and the phone has automatically hung up.

Jian Zhao leaned against the window sill, and after waiting for five seconds, the phone rang again. After swiping to connect, a shrill female voice came out.

"Jian Zhao, your wings are hard? You don't answer the phone now? Look at your brother! Every time you come back to visit us on vacation, what about you? You are the most unfilial! Your grades are not good, and you keep..."

"It's okay to hang up."

After Jian Zhao finished speaking, he pressed the hang up button, even he himself didn't know the purpose of coming out to answer the phone call, since he had nothing to do, he didn't have the patience to listen to her humiliation.

Stuffing the phone into the pocket of his coat, he walked back, went to the private room where he was staying and pushed open the door. As soon as he entered, Ke Ai walked up to him and grabbed the corner of his clothes. Jian Zhao stared into his eyes and asked: " What's wrong?"

"I... Smelly Jianzhao, can I kiss you?"

When Jian Zhao heard this, his head went blank for a moment, and he was stunned for a while before he recovered.

"What did you say?"

"I, I want to kiss you."

After Jian Zhao left the private room, Jing Shao took out the cards, and a group of people started to play truth or dare. Ke Ai, who was watching the fun, was also pulled to participate in it. Unfortunately, Ke Ai's luck was not so good. It was he who won. After choosing the big adventure, he drew out a card, which read: choose a person in the room to kiss for 30 seconds.

Ke Ai looked around, waiting anxiously for Jian Zhao to come back, among this group of people, only his relative Jian Zhao was the least uncomfortable.

"what are you playing?"

Jian Zhao glanced at the cards on the table, and understood the general idea. Sitting on the sofa, Ke Ai sat next to him as soon as he sat down, grabbed his arm, and then put his whole face in front of Jian Zhao. , Du Xi muttered: "Stinky Jianzhao, don't be angry."

After finishing speaking, the warm and soft lips touched Jian Zhao's lips, the scorching breath intertwined, and the beating of the heart gradually became unbalanced.

Ke Aigang should have drunk some wine, and there is still a light smell of wine on his lips, which is not unpleasant, mixed with hot breath, inexplicably teasing.

Veins appeared on the back of Jian Zhao's patient hands, and it took great self-control not to turn against himself, pressing the little boy in the KTV room and kissing him hard until he cried.

angry?How could you be angry?He wished this kind of thing would happen more times.

Ke Ai couldn't explain his current emotions clearly, he just felt that his heart was beating extremely fast, as if it could come out of his throat in the next second, and Jian Zhao's lips that he was kissing seemed to be on fire. Burn his sanity.

There is a vague sense of dissatisfaction with the current state in his heart. What he wants seems to be more than that, and... what?

"Little cutie, have you...kissed enough?"

Jian Zhao stepped back slightly, his lips parted, but the distance was still close, so close that when he spoke, his opened and closed lips could touch each other.