[Wearing Books] School Bully Loves Little Milk Cake

Ke Ai has never been patient, so he does what he thinks. He lowers his head and buries his little head in Jian Zhao's arms, rubbing and rubbing, like a gentle cat coquettish with its master. Jian Zhao stares at Ke Ai's wet eyes, and asked helplessly: "What's the matter? I rubbed it before I washed it clean."

Ke Ai's face was stained with water when Jian Zhao helped him clean it just now, and Jian Zhao's shirt was wet when his head was buried in Jian Zhao's arms, and the wetness was not comfortable sticking to his skin.

"I just... suddenly want you to hug me."

Ke Ai replied in a muffled voice, aggrieved and naive like a kid who was acting like a baby with her boyfriend, Jian Zhao smiled helplessly, let Ke Ai hug him, and rubbed his fluffy blond hair.

"Clean up the room first, and then hug it after cleaning it up?"

This villa is located in a good location, and Jian Zhao only remembered the existence of this villa recently, and it is not far from No. [-] Middle School, so they can come here on weekends or monthly vacations in the future.

The overall design of the villa is good. Compared with the present, all kinds of furniture are indeed a bit outdated, but because of the good design, it fits well with the overall style of the villa. It only makes people feel retro, but not old-fashioned .

"Then owe it first."

Ke Ai put his arms around Jian Zhao's waist, unwilling to let go, looked into his eyes seriously and emphasized, and Jian Zhao answered equally seriously.

"okay."

In order to prevent Ke Ai from soiling his clothes again, Jian Zhao found an apron from the closet and put it on his clothes. The disposable mask and hat were also included. Seeing that Ke Ai was tightly wrapped, he loosened it. Let him do whatever he wants.

Ke Ai took the matter of packing things very seriously, but he had no experience before, and the bedroom and study that he worked hard to clean up were still not decent.

After Jian Zhao finished cleaning up the living room, kitchen, bathroom and other places downstairs, he went upstairs to stare at Ke Ai, who was making trouble seriously, and put his arms around Ke Ai's waist from behind, held Ke Ai's hand and grabbed the rag, carefully Wipe down the wine cabinet.

His chin rested on Ke Ai's shoulder, and his scorching breath fell on the side of Ke Ai's neck. The temperature of the air conditioner in the room was not adjusted high, but Ke Ai felt a little hot. Gradually pervading the whole body, Ke Ai tilted his head uncomfortably.

Jian Zhao put his hand on the back of Ke Ai's, held his hand and taught him to wipe it. Jian Zhao's hand happened to be twice the size of Ke Ai's, just enough to hold all of Ke Ai's hands.

After tossing about Ke Ai for a long time and failing to tidy up the place, Jian Zhao has almost tidied it up in three or two strokes. Ke Ai puffed up his cheeks angrily, and buried himself on the big bed in frustration.

"Stinky Jianzhao, I feel so useless..."

Jian Zhao, who was tidying up, heard this and turned to look at Ke Ai, with a gentle voice mixed with a bit of a smile, and comforted him: "My little cutie doesn't need to be useful in housework, if you like to do it, I'll do it if you don't like it. Look at your boyfriend... do you think brother is very useful?"

When Ke Ai heard what Jian Zhao said, he became energetic immediately, propped his chin with both hands, looked at Jian Zhao anxiously and asked, "Really?"

"Well, don't do it if you don't like it."

Jian Zhao answered in the affirmative, removing the layer of cloth from the sofa and washing it in the washing machine downstairs. The sun is good in summer, and now it is almost dry after washing and drying in the evening.

The villa has three floors. The first floor is the living room, the dining room, the kitchen, the utility room, etc. The second floor is the master bedroom, the second bedroom, and the study balcony.

When Jian Zhao cleaned up, Ke Ai was always around him, watching his movements, occasionally intervening to say to help, but in fact the more he helped, the more he helped.

He has always had a good temper with Ke Ai Jianzhao, and let him mess around without reprimanding him. It doesn't take much effort for Ke Ai to mess up and rearrange himself.

Ke Ai surrounded Jian Zhao, making trouble and chirping like a little sparrow, Jian Zhao listened to what he said, even if it was meaningless, he would echo.

It didn't take too long for the two of them to pack it up. In the evening, they put the things that had been washed and dried in the sun back on. They sprayed air freshener in the air and opened the windows for ventilation all afternoon. The musty smell had almost dissipated.

There are no vegetables, rice, etc. in the kitchen, and it is too late to go shopping now. Jian Zhao took Ke Ai to go out for dinner. Compared with the city he went to before, Jian Zhao is more familiar with this city.

Dinner should not be too greasy, and Ke Ai doesn't like to eat dinner, so Jian Zhao took him to a Malatang shop in the city center. This Malatang shop has a good reputation, and many students in No. [-] High School like to come here.

Jian Zhao already had a thorough understanding of Ke Ai's preferences. When he was ordering, Ke Ai held the ice and snow biscuit that Jian Zhao had ordered for him after he came in, and sucked it. He was serious and focused, staring at Jian Zhao with dark eyes.

After dinner, the two walked on the sidewalk, surrounded by people coming and going. Before Jian Zhao could say anything, Ke Ai reached out and grabbed his arm super proactively.

"Stinky Jianzhao, you forgot to hold me, what if you lose me..."

Jian Zhao turned his head and glanced at Ke Ai, and replied with a chuckle, "I'm watching, I can't throw it away."

Before meeting Ke Ai, Jian Zhao never thought that the person he likes would look like him, who is coquettish, clingy and troublesome.

Fascination is like a kindling, which is not obvious at the beginning, but getting along with Ke Ai is like a gust of wind blowing suddenly, the wind blows over the kindling and falls on the plain in autumn.

Make him coquettish, he can coax you when you cry, let him cling to you if you are clingy, get used to his unreasonable troubles, and let him do whatever you want in your arms.

The light from the street lamps illuminates the sidewalks of the city like daytime. It is midsummer, and girls in beautiful skirts can be seen everywhere on the road.

When Jian Zhao went out today, he was wearing a black T-shirt, the same style and different color as Ke Ai, cropped sweatpants on his lower body, and black sneakers on his feet. There was still a bit of youthfulness on his face, and he was cold all over his body. She was arrogant, but when she was talking to Ke Ai, her facial features softened, and her brows and eyes were full of doting.

—A girl with a blushing face came up to ask for Jian Zhao's number on her mobile phone. The girl was wearing a light blue skirt and had a good figure. Jian Zhao looked down at the street light not far away, and his eyes were not on this girl at all. On the body, his face remained unchanged and he refused: "There is no number, the one at home is strictly controlled."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Ke Ai away without waiting for the girl to answer. After walking for a long way, Jian Zhao found that his little sparrow, who liked to chatter, seemed a little reticent today. The two paws on his arm did not know when. He also let go, and stopped and stood where he was.

Ke Ai didn't realize that he had taken two steps forward when Jian Zhao stopped. When he recovered, he stopped and turned his head to look at Jian Zhao who was standing two or three steps behind him.

"Why don't you go?"

Jian Zhao chased after him with big strides, stopped beside Ke Ai, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you upset? Tell me I'll coax you?"

Ke Ai struggled and tugged at his clothes, and after hesitating again and again, he still spoke out the thoughts hidden in his heart. Ever since a girl came over to strike up a conversation with Jian Zhao, Ke Ai felt very annoying, so annoying that he wanted to ride Jian Zhao went to bite him on the head.

"Well... Then if I tell you, you are not allowed to laugh at me."

After Ke Ai finished speaking earnestly, he stared firmly into Jian Zhao's eyes. Jian Zhao nodded lightly and scolded with a smile: "Little cutie, you have to have a conscience to be a cutie. When have I ever laughed at you?"

Ke Ai thought about it carefully and made sure that Jian Zhao really didn't laugh at him before he felt relieved. He lowered his head and stared at his toes and asked in a low voice: "The one at home is strictly controlled, is... who is it?"

Jian Zhao never thought that Ke Ai would get angry with him because of the words he said casually. Seeing Ke Ai's brows wrinkled into a ball, it was obvious that he had been sulking with him for a long time before he uttered a word. , endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

It took a while to stop laughing, could this little boy be a little more cute when he was jealous of himself?

After stopping, Jian Zhao met Ke Ai's accusing gaze, and stretched out his hand to grab Ke Ai's arm, but Ke Ai quickly dodged to the side, feeling wronged by Du Xi.

"Are you kidding me... Smelly Jianzhao, you're a liar..."

The smile on the corner of Jian Zhao's mouth deepened when he heard this, and after clearing a cough, regardless of Ke Ai's objection, he put his hand on his shoulder and asked softly, "Why did I lie to you, am I not smiling now?"

Ke Ai has always been inferior to Jian Zhao in terms of verbal disputes, and he didn't know how to refute him, so he stomped his feet angrily, turned his head to one side, and said angrily: "I... can't be coaxed!"

Jian Zhao took out a candy from his pocket like a magic trick and handed it to Ke Ai, shaking it in front of Ke Ai, "Can you coax my little cutie with a candy?"

"cannot!"

Ke Ai resolutely refused, and added after a while: "Not even two."

The two walked forward very slowly, like many lovers who lost their temper, one made a fuss and the other coaxed.

"I'm not wrong when I said that the one at home is strictly controlled, cutie, the one in my family is indeed very strict with me, and it is absolutely impossible for me to give someone else's phone number."

When Ke Ai heard this, his cheeks puffed up, his face swelled up like a puffer fish, and he secretly emphasized in his heart: It's really hard to coax! !

Hearing Ke Ai's cold snort, Jian Zhao put his hands on Ke Ai's shoulders, with his whole body weight on Ke Ai's body, and said in a low voice, "Little cutie, aren't you the one in my family? Just ignore me." It’s really strict.”

Ke Ai was dumbfounded when he heard that, and stopped in a daze to look at Jian Zhao. With a smile in his eyes, Jian Zhao asked softly, "Look, do you want me to give that girl her phone number?"

"Boys can't do it either..."

After finishing speaking, Ke Ai came back to his senses, his eyes were wide open, he stood on tiptoe and pulled Jian Zhao's collar ferociously, baring his teeth and claws and threatened viciously: "How dare you!"