[Wearing Books] School Bully Loves Little Milk Cake

Jian Zhao put his arms around Ke Ai's shoulders, and patted the little boy's back comfortingly. He looked straight at Jian's father with indifferent and sharp eyes. A bit outrageous.

The dragon has Ni Lin and will die if you touch it, just like the bottom line of a person that cannot be touched.

Obviously, for Jian Zhao, his bottom line is Ke Ai.

Jian's father was a little stunned looking at Jian Zhao's appearance. Although the child had not been close to their husband and wife since they brought him back, it was rare to see such an indifferent appearance as if he was treating an enemy, and he was still angry. Before he was in a hurry to speak, Jian Zhao had already opened his mouth.

"Let's go."

Jian's mother changed her clothes and came out of the villa with a bag in her hand, walked to the door and took Jian's father's arm.

It is not difficult to separate the household registration book after adulthood. The main problem is that the separated children need to own their own houses. Jian Zhao’s grandfather left several houses for Jian Zhao.

After the formalities were completed, Jian Zhao looked at the brand-new household registration book in his hand, stuffed it into his backpack with his face unchanged, grabbed Ke Ai's hand and planned to leave, but at this moment he heard a voice coming from behind him. There was a voice calling his name, and he turned his head to see the woman walking towards him, pausing slightly and waiting on the spot.

"You child, what's the matter with being submissive to your father? You have to be so stubborn in your temper? Now let me see how you support yourself. No matter how big you are, no one wants to drive a tractor."

Jian Zhao's perception of this woman was very complicated, so he nodded slightly without saying anything, and gave a cold 'hmm'.

Jian's mother took out a stack of money from her bag and handed it to Jian Zhao, with a bit of meanness on her face, and her words began to be unpleasant.

"Since we are separated, don't come back to us if you starve to death outside. Anyway, you never regarded me as your mother, so I will pretend that you have never given birth to your bastard son."

"I don't need the money, I will remember what I will say later, thank you."

After finishing speaking, Jian Zhao reached out to stop a taxi, and after the taxi stopped, he pulled the door and put his hand on the door to let Ke Ai sit in first, then turned to look at Jian's mother, and said sincerely: "Thank you. "

After finishing speaking, he got in the car and closed the door. He had no shortage of money and would not ask for it, but he was surprised and grateful that his mother in name could do this.

After the car started to move, Jian Zhao turned his head and glanced at the little boy who turned his back to him and didn't even look at him, and smiled helplessly. Now he faced a bigger problem: how to coax him well This little brat?

Ke Ai will lose his temper, and occasionally be very misbehaving, but he has always been very sensible, at most he just ignores Jian Zhao outside, and only starts to lose his temper when he returns to the place where there are only the two of them.

After entering the door, Jian Zhao looked at the keys on the cabinet by the door, turned his head and glanced at Ke Ai who was obviously guilty, and asked softly, "Go out without the key?"

Although Ke Ai is still angry now, he still feels guilty and afraid that Jian Zhao will reprimand him, so he hangs on Jian Zhao's body, murmuring in a low voice, "I'll take you."

Jian Zhao was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, indeed, this little bastard brought him along.

After entering the door, Jian Zhao first poured a glass of water for Ke Ai to cool it down. Ke Ai's stomach is very delicate. When he was not familiar with it at first, Jian Zhao often took him to eat smoothies. A piece of ice cream was a benefit he got after a long tantrum with Jian Zhao.

Even though it is midsummer now, most of the time Ke Ai drinks the cool drink prepared by Jian Zhao.

"Why are you angry?"

"You You smiled at that woman, I don't like that woman."

Jian Zhao knew that the person Ke Ai was talking about was his mother, and asked patiently, "Why don't you like it?"

"Because... because she is very bad, she still scolds you, fried chicken fried chicken is bad!"

is it bad?For Jane's mother, it is her fault that she prefers a son who is not close to them at all, and a son who is sweet and coaxing since childhood, and prefers the latter?

Right now, Jian Zhao still looks a bit young and immature, but in fact, he has the memories of his previous life, and he clearly knows that the boundary between good and bad is too blurred.

For him, he was sent to grow up with his grandfather, and after being taken home by his parents, he was treated coldly and disgusted by them. It was not something he could choose.

Thinking from the perspective of the other party, neither he nor his mother is bad.

Only a naive and childish person like Ke Ai can have such a clear love and hate, and he hates Jane's mother who reprimanded him a few words.

Most of the reasons for this should be based on the fact that the little brat cared about him, and that's why he defended him without principle.

Jian Zhao held Ke Ai's hand, tried to reason with him, and wanted Ke Ai to know the difference between good and bad, not to defend his mother, but just to teach the child.

Just said a few words, after Ke Ai heard the meaning of his words clearly, he twisted his body and got out of Jian Zhao's arms, and buried himself in the soft single sofa on the other side, feeling aggrieved Almost bubbly.

Jian Zhao had no choice but to stretch out his hand to try to coax him, but Ke Ai dodged it sloppily, and Du Xi said angrily, "Don't beat me up."

"Baby, don't be angry."

Jian Zhao stared at Ke Ai's wrinkled brows and smiled helplessly, then lowered his head and kissed Ke Ai's brows lightly.

Forget it, if the child is not good, he will not be good, and if he is naughty, he is also very cute.

"Stinky Jianzhao...she is just bad..."

"Well, it's bad."

Jian Zhao responded, and after finishing speaking, he thought helplessly, how could his little poor boy be so obedient, and even if he was not, it was someone else's fault.

Ke Ai poked Jian Zhao's shoulder with tender fingers, murmured in a small voice, like a little hedgehog revealing the only softness in his abdomen to him, without reservation, looking at Jian Zhao with clear eyes. Jian Zhao spoke seriously and focused: "She scolded you, so she is bad, she is super bad. Smelly Jian Zhao, no matter what gender you like, they are not disgusting, they are the most disgusting, and their whole family is disgusting!"

Jian Zhao grabbed Ke Ai's hand and laughed lowly, and scolded with a voice full of affection: "How many times have I told you, don't take yourself with you when you scold others."

Ke Ai met Jian Zhao's eyes full of tenderness and indulgence, and shrank into Jian Zhao's arms with a pair of red ears, and said in a muffled voice: "You are not allowed to scold me, if you scold me, I will stay in your arms and not come out gone."

Jian Zhao stretched out his hand to rub Ke Ai's soft hair, and laughed dumbly.

"I can't ask for it."

Jian Zhao didn't stay in this city for a long time. Even when he was asked to transfer from here to a completely unfamiliar city No. [-] Middle School for high school, it was a matter of his previous life. His memory has been blurred, and he only vaguely remembered that it was related to his younger brother.

Jian Zhao is also very unfamiliar with this city, and took Ke Ai to stay here for two weeks. The amusement park and other entertainment facilities in this city are very good, and Jian Zhao thinks that Ke Ai will like it very much.

I went to the amusement park to buy tickets, and in the end I only played two things: the merry-go-round and the Ferris wheel.

Jian Zhao intends to challenge projects that are too exciting, but he has no choice but to bring a timid little kid by his side, and most of the projects that Ke Ai dares not participate in are also avoided.

Jian Zhao and Ke Ai came to the playground, not like a couple or classmates, but more like a father with his son, obedient, patient and gentle.

Jian Zhao didn't like to use a camera to record his life before, but he liked to record every detail of Ke Ai's life. He watched him smile brightly on his camera, and even saved it in a folder on the computer. Everything is neat.

I plan to print them out later and bind them into photo albums according to categories.

Jian Zhao picked up his mobile phone and took a picture of Ke Ai sitting on the carousel. Ke Ai realized that he was taking pictures of himself, and waved to Jian Zhao with a bright and dazzling smile.

The merry-go-round is mostly filled with children, and Ke Ai is not out of harmony among a group of children, and he played three times in a row before he was still satisfied.

It was getting late, and the amusement park they came to today would not start many items at night for safety reasons, Jian Zhao glanced at the time, and there was only enough left for them to play again.

Ke Ai, who was too exciting, was afraid, and finally chose the Ferris wheel.

Ke Ai still had a little rabbit doll that Jian Zhao just bought for him in his arms. Although the weather is very hot now, and his palms are already sweating while hugging the plush doll, Ke Ai is still reluctant to let go and hugs him very tightly. tight.

I queued up to get on the Ferris wheel, and now it's evening, the sunset is red like fire, and the orange and yellow are all over the sky.

The orange-yellow light of the sunset fell on Ke Ai's light golden hair through the window of the Ferris wheel, dazzling.

The ferris wheel rose slowly, at a very slow speed. It was fine at first, but as the height increased, Ke Ai was still a little timid. He held the chair and his face turned pale. He held the chair with one hand and hugged him with the other The doll is still reluctant to let go.

"Still holding it?"

When Jian Zhao asked, Ke Ai's voice trembled slightly.

"You...you bought it for me, I want to hold it."

Originally the two were sitting face to face, Jian Zhao moved himself to sit next to Ke Ai, put his hands on his shoulders and hugged him into his arms.

Xia Tian's clothes are light and thin, and when they fit together, Jian Zhao can easily feel Ke Ai's slightly trembling body, comforting him and hugging him tighter.

Looking out of the window, Jian Zhao vaguely remembered the first time he had different thoughts about Ke Ai, it was also such an evening.

The youthful throbbing is like the sunset glow in the sky. At the beginning, there are wisps and wisps gradually covering the whole sky. The redness can almost burn people.

There is an electronic screen inside the Ferris wheel, on which is written an old-fashioned Ferris wheel legend: It is said that lovers who ride the Ferris wheel together will end up breaking up, but if they kiss each other when the Ferris wheel reaches the highest point, they will walk together for a lifetime.

"Little cute."

Jian Zhao shouted hoarsely, and Ke Ai, who was shivering in Jian Zhao's arms, raised his head reflexively.

"hold head high?"

Ke Ai felt his eyes go dark, Jian Zhao's whole body was suppressed.

The heat on the lips was like a sultry summer evening, the heat permeated from the junction of the lips, gradually making Ke Ai feel a little feverish.