[Wearing Books] School Bully Loves Little Milk Cake

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Ke Ai's face turned red when he realized the meaning, and he frowned and pushed Jian Zhao away, glared at him fiercely, and threatened in a vicious voice: "You are not allowed to say anything, or I will beat you!"

Jian Zhao couldn't help laughing in a low voice, nodded and said, "Okay, okay, let's stop talking."

Teased so much, Jian Zhao didn't dare to continue to be presumptuous, held back his smile and put his hands on Ke Ai's shoulders and walked towards the dormitory.

The last monthly exam, after the monthly exam, there was only one final exam left, and even after the lights were turned off in the middle of the night, Ke Ai still pestered Jian Zhao to teach him the questions and explain some trivial knowledge points.

Seeing Ke Ai's seriousness in learning, too many Jian Zhao is not good enough to hit him, but judging from what Ke Ai has shown so far, he simply doesn't know anything about these things. It is very good to be so good at learning from the beginning, but compared with the overall grade But still worse.

At this time in his previous life, because of his parents' neglect, Jian Zhao naively tried to attract their attention in a naive way, so he didn't do well in the exam, and his grades were a mess.

—The examination room of the middle school exam is arranged according to the ranking of the previous exam. Ke Ai, who just transferred to another school and never took the exam, and Jian Zhao, who had a messy grade in the past, were both placed in the last exam room.

The last exam room is full of students who are at the bottom of the crane, and the environment is a little chaotic when they enter.

Smoking is not allowed in the examination room, and most of them are those who chew gum and blow bubbles.

After several exams, Ke Ai Tiao was lying on the desk, Jian Zhao bought a cup of milk tea from the cafeteria, put it on Ke Ai's desk, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Hearing Jian Zhao's voice, Ke Ai raised his head to reveal a pair of slightly red and swollen eyes.

"Stinky, I feel like I didn't do well in the exam."

Jian Zhao removed the plastic from the straw and inserted it into the milk tea. He reached out and handed the straw to Ke Ai's mouth. Ke Ai lowered his head and took a sip. It was a sweet strawberry flavor.

"It's just a monthly exam. It doesn't matter if it's good or not? If it's not good, it's not good. Who dares to beat you? If there is a brother who will help you beat him to death."

"The exam is over, it doesn't matter if it's okay or not, be good, and the little cute Brother Ling will give you a smile?"

Ke Ai lowered his head and sucked the milk tea seriously, snorted and ignored Jian Zhao, still showing a bit of depression in his expression.

"Brother, do you have a smile?"

Ke Ai raised his head when he heard this, and looked at Jian Zhao eagerly with a pair of clear eyes, as if waiting for him to laugh.

Jian Zhao hooked his lips, took out something from his backpack and held it in his palm, and shook his clenched fist in front of Ke Ai.

"Give you something."

Spreading his hand in front of Ke Ai, in the palm was a small little hedgehog, only the size of a thumb, carved exquisitely, and looked extraordinarily cute.

Ke Ai's eyes lit up, and he took the little hedgehog from Jian Zhao's palm, squeezed and kneaded it, the corners of his lips curled up uncontrollably, and the sparkling eyes were full of joy.

"like?"

"Ah."

— A cup of milk tea, a little hedgehog, easily coaxed a big hedgehog.

——The speed of grading the test papers is notoriously fast. Three days later, all the test papers were graded and ranked, and when the test papers were handed out, Ke Ai passed almost every subject.

When there were many people in the classroom, Ke Ai could hold back, and when he returned to the dormitory, he wrapped himself in Jian Zhao's blanket, sobbing softly.

His tutors used to say that he was very smart, and every time the teacher gave out test papers, his scores were very high.

The gap was too big, which made Ke Ai a little bored, and felt that he was sorry for Jian Zhao's teaching for such a long time, and failed him to spend so much time on himself.

Jian Zhao was called into the office by the teacher. He didn't bother to do the wrong questions on purpose like before, and left all the questions he didn't want to do. Except for the questions that were left blank, the correct rate of the questions he wrote was as high as 90.00%. .

Teacher Du analyzed the topic with him and let him go back after seeing it was too late.

Jian Zhao returned to the door of his dormitory, took out the key before he could quickly insert it, and pushed the door open with a little force.

After walking in, he locked the door, feeling a little helpless, no matter how many times he said it was useless to the little brat, the door had not been locked several times by him obediently.

It was very dark in the dormitory, Jian Zhao pressed the switch by the door, and when the light came on, he saw the bulge on his bed, put his backpack on the table, went to the bed and patted the small bulge, whispering Asked: "What's wrong?"

The little bulge in the bed froze, Jian Zhao felt that something was wrong, panicked for some reason, and half-forced to remove Ke Ai's quilt, Ke Ai struggled weakly, buried his face in the pillow, buried tightly .

"What's the matter?"

Jian Zhao pulled La Ke Ai's clothes, Ke Ai twisted it and said in a muffled voice, "It's nothing, smelly Jian Zhao, don't touch me, I'm so sleepy and I want to sleep."

With a slightly hoarse voice, there was still a bit of crying hidden in it, did you sleep like this?Can you still be moved to cry after sleeping?

"stand up."

Jian Zhao's voice was already a little harsh, and Ke Ai was scared when Jian Zhao became fierce, but he still felt that his current appearance was too shameful, so he buried himself even more tightly.

"I do not!"

"Be good, I won't hurt you, don't bore yourself, okay?"

Ke Ai clenched the pillow tightly. He would rather Jian Zhao be cruel to himself. The better Jian Zhao treated him, the more he couldn't help but think about Jian Zhao's tutoring for him during this period, and his poor grades. .

Fearing that Jian Zhao would be angry, Ke Ai raised his head, quickly buried his head in Jian Zhao's arms, and wrapped his arms around his waist tightly, like a sticky milk cake that could not be torn off.

Ke Ai, who thought he hid it well, completely ignored the thin summer clothes, and Jian Zhao didn't wear a coat in the dormitory, and the water stains on his face made Jian Zhao's shirt a little wet, slightly moist to the touch Let Jian Zhao ask softly: "Who bullied you? Why are you crying?"

"Huh? What's the matter? Tell me whoever bullies you, and I'll beat them up for you, okay?"

"Little cutie, be nice and tell me, what's wrong?"

"Don't scare me baby, eh?"

In the past, when Ke Ai was provoked to cry by others when he was a child, his parents would throw him aside, and would not allow others to coax him if he did not coax him. Just coax yourself.

When getting along with Jian Zhao before, Ke Ai often coaxed himself when he was sullen, and he could coax himself well in a while.

When Ke Ai was a child, he didn't know if someone really came to coax him, so he would become coquettish and hypocritical because no one coaxed him.

Now that Jian Zhao is here, coaxing him patiently and gently, the tears that just started to stop flowing suddenly flow faster, they can't stop, he really becomes squeamish and a bit hypocritical, the more he coaxes him, the more he wants to cry.

The sobbing that had been suppressed just now was no longer suppressed at this time, and the crying and sobbing became more and more intense, as if using this to vent the dissatisfaction and grievance in his heart.

Jian Zhao frowned even deeper, did not pull Ke Ai out of his arms, patiently patted his back to comfort him, and softly coaxed him, every word was full of tenderness and patience.

After crying for 5 minutes, the voice gradually slowed down, and the emotions gradually calmed down. Leaning on Jian Zhao's broad chest, he pursed his mouth and wanted to reach out to wipe his tears. Before his paws were on his face, Jian Zhao grabbed him With the other hand, he took out a paper towel to help him wipe away his tears. The paper towel was rolled into a ball and thrown into the trash can. Then he turned his head and took out another paper towel and put it next to Ke Ai’s nose. clean."

The embarrassment on his face was cleaned up, his eyes were slightly swollen, there was still some water in the big eyes, and his nose was red from crying.

As for Jian Zhao, who has a serious obsession with cleanliness, the neat shirt before entering the dormitory was crumpled by Ke Ai, and there were some suspicious water marks on it. Ke Ai cried too hard before, holding Jian Zhao's Wiping his nose with his arm, Jian Zhao didn't feel disgusted either.

Seeing that Ke Ai had calmed down, Jian Zhao spoke again: "What's the matter? Can you tell me?"

Ke Ai sniffed, and said with a bit of complaint: "You, can't you stop coaxing me? The more you coax me, the more delicate and hypocritical you will be. Next time, next time you don't care about me, no matter what I let I coax myself to stop crying soon."

Jian Zhao couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, the little boy had no conscience, he handed the cold water that had been poured before to Ke Ai's mouth, and Ke Ai drank half of the glass with Gulu Gulu in his hands.

After drinking the water, Ke Ai continued to complain about Jian Zhao.

"Obviously I was afraid that you would be angry, so I wanted to coax me first before coaxing you, but when you coaxed me, I was very, very pretentious and wanted you to coax me well, smelly Jianzhao, do you want to wait a while I'm done coaxing me, then beat me to tears..."

Jian Zhao tidied Ke Ai's messy hair when he was crying just now, stared into his anxious eyes, and said in a low voice: "I said I won't do anything to you, so can't you trust me?"

"I... I believe it."

The voice was a little weak, obviously lacking confidence.

Jian Zhao didn't waste too much time on this aspect, he raised his wrist and glanced at the time on the watch, and turned off the light after 3 minutes, anyway, it was too late, and it would be okay to delay for a while.

"How do you think I can coax you well? I'm not very good at coaxing people. You can teach me if you want."

"I...I don't want you to coax me now."

Ke Ai rolled his eyes, looking at Jian Zhao anxiously, waiting for what he would say next.

"I don't want to think about it now, so I'll ask you again tomorrow. I'm ready to coax you next time, and I'll talk about another thing first."

As soon as Jian Zhao's voice fell, the light-off bell rang, and the bedroom was suddenly dark. He reached out and turned on the bedside lamp by the bed, and the dim yellow light dispelled the fear that the darkness brought to Ke Ai.

"You're coquettish when you say coaxing you, and you're starting to be hypocritical?"

"Little cutie, in front of me, it doesn't matter if you are coquettish or hypocritical, I don't dislike you. I allow you to be more coquettish and hypocritical, no matter how delicate you are, I will pamper you, no matter how hypocritical, as long as you cry, I will still coax you. "