[Wearing Books] School Bully Loves Little Milk Cake

—The big stack bookstore gave a big plastic bag as a gift. Jian Zhao held the plastic bag in one hand, and grabbed Ke Ai's arm with one hand. The two of them didn't stay in the city center. They bought a good book and went to the intersection to stop a taxi. go home.

On the way back, Ke Aixiao kept looking at the plastic bag in Jian Zhao's hand, obviously wanting to read the fairy tale book.

Seeing Ke Ai's appearance that he liked so much, Jian Zhao felt a little jealous, grabbed Ke Ai's slender wrist, and asked softly, "What are you looking at?"

Ke Ai reacted very quickly at this time, tilted his body and fell into Jian Zhao's arms, tugged at the hem of his clothes, and said coquettishly in a drawn out tone, "Look at you."

"Ok?"

"Look at you, super super super handsome!"

There was no sincerity in the compliment, and the perfunctory in it couldn't be hidden, but Jian Zhao couldn't help curling his lips when he heard it, and said with a light snort: "I didn't realize that my little poor boy is quite discerning? "

Ke Ai accepted Jian Zhao's compliment without any guilt, and when he fell into Jian Zhao's arms, he pretended not to get up. The car bumped a little on the road, which made Ke Ai feel a little drowsy.

The noisy cicadas in midsummer were also very noisy in their city, causing headaches for the noisy people. The air conditioner was turned on in the taxi, and the heat came in after getting out of the car, making Ke Ai rub his eyes in dissatisfaction.

Jian Zhao put a large stack of books by his feet, and opened the parasol to cover Ke Ai's head.

—A big stack of books, all of which are the homework that Jian Zhao bought for Ke Ai. At first, Ke Ai was all focused on his own storybooks, and when he got off the taxi and walked towards the villa from the gate of the community, he saw the thick stack of books , suddenly his face became bitter.

"Stinky Jianzhao, I'm afraid you want to kill me..."

Du Xi complained in a low voice, but Jian Zhao still heard her lowered voice.

Jian Zhao stopped in his tracks, Ke Ai also stopped subconsciously when he saw him stop, he was a little guilty and didn't dare to look at Jian Zhao.

He was right, what a cold face, did he think that with a cold face, he would be afraid of him?

Well...it's really scary.

Ke Ai turned around and put his slender arms on Jian Zhao's neck, hanging on his body with his whole body, his voice was soft.

"Jian Zhao..."

Jian Zhao was unmoved, still with a cold face.

Jian Zhao turned to look at him, but still didn't smile.

"Good brother?"

After enduring and enduring, he finally failed, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he said in a low voice: "It's such a big sun, go home."

"Okay."

Pushing open the door of the villa, Jian Zhao put a large stack of books he bought back by the stairs of the study on the second floor above the living room, went to the kitchen and brought out two cups of sour plum soup to cool off the heat.

It was the first time that Ke Ai did not dislike the sour taste of sour plum soup. It was really uncomfortable to go out in the summer, his body was sticky, and his physical discomfort even made him feel a little irritable.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room with the air conditioner blowing, a glass of iced sour plum soup.

Sitting beside Ke Ai, Jian Zhao stared at him sipping sour plum soup obediently, and suddenly remembered what he said when he saw the homework he bought for him after entering the community.

"Little cute."

Hearing Jian Zhao's voice, Ke Ai sucked a big mouthful of sour plum juice, turned his head to look seriously into his eyes, tilted his head and asked, "Huh?"

"You asked me if I wanted to kill you?"

Did he ask?Ke Ai carefully recalled it in his mind, as if he really said this sentence just now, shrunk his neck, swallowed the sour plum soup wrapped in his mouth with difficulty, and said in a low voice: "I... ...It was your cutie who said that, what does it have to do with me, Ke Ai..."

After finishing speaking, Ke Ai stretched out his hand to hold the sour plum soup on the table in his arms, and went up the stairs, looking at the unspeakably hasty appearance of his back, Jian Zhao couldn't help but chuckle.

This... this little brat.

After hearing the sound of the upstairs bedroom door being closed, Jian Zhao glanced at another cup of sour plum soup on the table, which seemed to be smaller than the one Ke Ai took away just now?

"I really want to kill you, when you are older, on the bed...to kill you."

After finishing speaking, Jian Zhao snorted lightly, picked up half a cup of sour plum soup and went upstairs, reached out to the side of the stairs and picked up the homework he bought, stopped in front of Ke Ai's bedroom door and knocked lightly.

After not hearing a reply for a long time, Jian Zhao said, "Open the door." The voice was slightly cold, and Ke Ai, who was flustered, took the initiative to open the door, and stood there obediently to be scolded.

He can't beat this stinky Jian Zhao, what can he do if he doesn't open the door, and QAQ doesn't move every day.

"Sour plum soup, you got it wrong."

Jian Zhao handed Ke Ai the half cup of sour plum soup in his hand, Ke Ai took it with his mouth flattened, and Du Xi said, "Stingy Jianzhao, cheapskate."

Ke Ai's words were heard by Jian Zhao, who has a keen ear. This time, Jian Zhao didn't do much to him. He changed the sour plum soup for the two of them and went there with the book with homework in his hand. He usually gives Ke Ai extra lessons. study.

After placing the bought homework books neatly in the study cabinet, he straightened his body and stared at the cup of sour plum soup on the table. If he remembered correctly... this sour plum soup seems to be less than when he just brought it over. some.

Jian Zhao held the side of the cup of sour plum soup with a normal expression. There was nothing left to drink. The empty cup was thrown in the trash can. He stood up and walked out the door, intending to bring some disobedient little cutie...

Take it to the supermarket and buy the ice cream he promised before.

Ke Ai's stomach is indeed not very good, and he needs to be careful all the time. It is best to eat less raw and cold food. Jian Zhao remembers everything clearly, but he also knows that it is normal for a child of Ke Ai's age to be greedy.

His liking for Ke Ai, and Ke Ai's dependence on him, are not the reasons for conniving him to restrain Ke Ai and suppress Ke Ai's liking.

The presence of Jian Zhao is just to let Ke Ai restrain himself a little in these matters, but it doesn't mean that he won't be allowed to touch him at all. After all, the kid who likes him so much can tolerate his misbehavior a little bit.

"Go to the supermarket."

This time, Jian Zhao didn't knock on the door, but just yelled at the door, and within three seconds, he heard the echo from inside.

"I'm coming."

After the door opened, Jian Zhao looked at Ke Ai who was only wearing a short sleeve, and reprimanded him, "Coat."

"Oh."

— It’s not too hot to wear a thin coat. There are cute animal ears on the hood of the coat. The coat is not thick, but the animal ears are fluffy. You can tell that it feels great when you look at it.

Ke Ai has never been very honest when walking, and he has to jump a few times when he walks. With his movements, the animal ears on the hat are also up and down, dangling in front of Jian Zhao.

Jian Zhao stretched out his hand to hold the animal's ear in his hand and squeezed it lightly. Ke Ai had to stop after being pulled by him, and gave Jian Zhao a fierce look. His appearance was fierce, but his voice was soft no.

"Let go of me."

"Hold on for a while, okay?"

Jian Zhao looked at Ke Ai seriously and asked for his opinion. Ke Ai stared at Jian Zhao's slender fingers holding his coat and hat, lowered his head and looked a little downcast. He didn't like others pulling his hat, so he let go of his hands and rubbed the animal's ears soothingly.

There is a big supermarket in their community. The supermarket has three floors in total. It is very spacious and sells a lot of things.

Jian Zhao was pushing a shopping cart in his hand, and Ke Ai was clutching the corner of his clothes with one hand. When walking through rows of shelves, if he saw something he wanted, he would tug Jian Zhao.

Buy what the little boy can eat, and scare him with a cold face if he can't eat it.

The two people who originally said they wanted to come and buy some popsicles and ice creams went back, but the shopping cart at the back was almost full, except for the ice creams left to buy.

Various snacks and drinks, as well as some vegetables bought in the fresh section, Jian Zhao also bought a freshly killed chicken.

His little kid studied very hard recently, so he bought some things to give him a good supplement, and later bought some ginseng, ginseng stewed chicken, to support the little kid's health.

Ke Ai's current appearance looks cute and cute, but he is indeed a little skinny, and Jian Zhao tried his best to make him fatter.

Ke Ai, who is easy to feed, happily followed Jian Zhao to choose, not at all aware of the sinister intention of someone wanting to make him fat.

Jian Zhao, who used to think that going to the supermarket was a waste of time, took Ke Ai to walk among the shelves together, watching Ke Ai's satisfied appearance of picking out various snacks, and the shopping cart gradually being filled.

In the crowded crowd, I inexplicably found my own security.

In the end, the shopping cart couldn't hold any more, so Jian Zhao and Ke Ai went to the supermarket to buy ice cream. There were already many children's parents standing in front of the ice cream seller.

While the other children were still arguing with their parents over a box of ice cream, crying might not be able to get the parents to soften their hearts and compromise, kid Ke Ai ostentatiously brought a shopping basket from nowhere.

In front of a child with wet tears on his face, he reached out and stuffed all kinds of ice cream into his basket.

The parent, Jian Zhao, stood aside and watched helplessly at his greedy little move, with a doting smile on the corner of his mouth, and indulgence in his eyes.

After Jian Zhao and Ke Ai left, the kid who had just stopped crying for a while started crying again, louder than before.

After the checkout, there were three shopping bags in total, two of which were all kinds of snacks and vegetables, and a slightly larger one was filled with ice cream.

Jian Zhao handed Ke Ai the plastic bag containing only biscuits and potato chips, while he took the other two plastic bags in his hands with a relaxed expression, and walked out of the supermarket.

After leaving the supermarket, Jian Zhao changed the plastic bag that was originally carried in his right hand to the left, and just stretched out his hand towards Ke Ai, but Ke Ai turned around sharply.

"Stinky and simple!"

With a ferocious growl, Jian Zhao looked at him in a daze.

Ke Ai, the murderer, seemed even more aggrieved than Jian Zhao, the murdered one, and his lowered tone was full of grievances.

"You want to hold my hat again...you don't hold mine..."