[Wearing Books] School Bully Loves Little Milk Cake

Ke Ai was already prepared to be scolded, and even thought that the smelly Jianzhao would ignore him, so he raised his head and looked at Jianzhao in a daze.

Jian Zhao stretched out his hand to hold Ke Ai's hand, and pulled him to sit down on the sofa. The anger he had just seen at this scene for the first time was mixed into deep helplessness by the tears of this poor boy.

Rushing to coax this poor boy, why bother to get angry.

"You, if you don't kill me, don't hurt me, I... just, I won't be angry with you."

Ke Ai looked at Jian Zhao eagerly, his wet eyes were like a puppy begging for food, pitifully timid and flustered.

"I won't kill you."

Jian Zhao agreed, stretched out his hand and squeezed Ke Ai's belly. After eating too much ice cream, a layer of swimming rings was stretched out of his belly, which was so shallow that he couldn't even find it if he didn't deliberately grab it.

"How did we say it?"

"Say... You and I agreed to give me a lot of ice cream."

When Jian Zhao heard this, he looked at Ke Ai directly, and asked coldly, "When did I say that?"

This little brat, it's okay to be naughty and disobedient, but he actually learned to lie to him.

"I... I dreamed that you told me."

Ke Ai's voice was a little guilty, and after he finished speaking, Jian Zhao was almost laughed angrily by him. With a low snort, he rumpled Ke Ai's soft hair into a messy lion king.

Ke Ai, who was usually tormented by Jian Zhao to blow his hair, this time leaned in Jian Zhao's arms and let him torment him, buried his face in Jian Zhao's arms, and asked in a muffled voice: "I'm so obedient, can I not be scolded?" ..."

Seeing Ke Ai's appearance of being a rascal, Jian Zhao couldn't help wondering whether it was he or himself who did something wrong, and the veins on his forehead twitched.

This time the little boy dared to act recklessly like this, what about next time?How about going too far next time?If you don't give some lessons, you won't have a long memory.

Beat up?It's strange for Jian Zhao to be willing, even if he scolds, he's afraid that the poor boy will feel wronged, let alone beat him up.

"Punishment, accept?"

"Yeah, I accept it. If you scold me, as long as you don't scold me too hard, beat me or beat me painfully, then...accept it."

"Drink vegetable juice for a week."

Ke Ai has a bad habit of being a picky eater. He rarely touches vegetables he doesn't like. No matter how much Jian Zhao coaxes him or threatens him, he can't help it. A while ago, Jian Zhao learned how to make vegetable juice, mixing vegetables that Ke Ai usually doesn't like to make juice.

It doesn't damage the nutrition in the food, but it doesn't taste good, and this little kid is often reluctant to drink it.

Ke Ai's expression turned bitter when he heard this, and he asked aggrievedly, "Brother..."

"Ok?"

Jian Zhao looked straight at Ke Ai, his indifferent and sharp eyebrows, which were rare, did not soften when he saw Ke Ai, and Ke Ai shrank his neck involuntarily due to his ferocious appearance, and said in a low voice: "No, it's nothing , a week is a week."

Jian Zhao is still a little worried about Ke Ai, but he is not a doctor after all, so he doesn't know how to check up this poor boy. Seeing how this poor child started to jump around after being scolded by him and cried for a while, it is indeed true. It didn't look like there was anything serious, so Jian Zhao didn't take him to the hospital.

At dinner in the evening, Ke Ai finally ate the dumplings he had been talking about for a long time.

In the middle of the night, Jian Zhao was awakened suddenly, opened his eyes and turned on the lamp beside the bed, and glanced at the time on the wall clock, it was 02:30 in the morning.

The night was exceptionally quiet. During the period when Jian Zhao was just reborn, his sleep was occasionally very poor, and he was often woken up in the middle of the night, but since there was a troublesome little kid around him who needed to worry about him, it had been a long time. Something like this time suddenly waking up in the middle of the night happened.

Jian Zhao reached out his hand to turn off the light and continue to sleep, but his fingers were already on the light switch and he couldn't press it for no reason. He frowned and pinched his brows, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

The little boy didn't sleep well, and didn't know if he kicked the quilt at night, so he pressed the doorknob, opened the door and walked out.

After having Jian Zhao by his side, Ke Ai's little habits became even more disinclined to change. For example, when he sleeps at night, he never has the vigilance to close the door and lock it.

Jian Zhao put his hand on the doorknob and pressed it, with a slight push, the door opened.

Ke Ai is afraid of the dark, so he keeps a lamp on every night even after falling asleep, the faint light is enough to see things.

Originally, he only planned to come over to sleep at night, did Jian Zhao obediently put the quilt on, but when he walked to Ke Ai's side, he noticed something strange, soft moans and low whimpers, which were especially obvious in the quiet bedroom.

Jian Zhao lifted the quilt subconsciously, and Ke Ai shrank into a small ball under the quilt, moaning in a low voice, holding his abdomen with both hands, even though the light was not strong, he could still see his pale face.

Suddenly, Jian Zhao panicked, reached out and turned on the switch of the overhead light, subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover Ke Ai's eyes before the ceiling light turned on, to prevent him from feeling unwell due to too much light.

"Baby, what's the matter?"

Hearing Jian Zhao's voice, Ke Ai struggled to open his eyes. Seeing Jian Zhao's figure in a daze, he immediately shed tears of grievance. He shook Jian Zhao's arm gently, and said in a low voice: "I hurt."

"Stinky Jianzhao, my stomach hurts."

"It's okay, baby, it's okay, don't be afraid, I'll take you to the hospital."

On his lips were words of comfort to Ke Ai, but in fact Jian Zhao's voice was trembling with fear, he hugged Ke Ai's nape of the neck and the bend of his legs, hugging him in the posture of a princess and walked out.

—A person who always pays attention to his appearance, but this time he was so anxious that he didn't even bother to change his shoes, so he went downstairs in slippers and pajamas and went out with money, mobile phone and keys.

The location of this community is very good, even though it is already late at night, after walking out the door, I waited at the intersection for a while and stopped a taxi.

Arrived at the hospital in the middle of the night, hung up the emergency number, and was transferred to the general ward after four o'clock. The first bottle of medicine was very little, because there were not many nurses on duty in the middle of the night. Replace after the potion runs out.

Even if the doctor didn't say anything, Jian Zhao wouldn't really feel relieved seeing this poor boy staying alone in the hospital, he nodded in agreement to thank the doctor, moved a stool and sat by the bed.

He didn't look at the phone, just guarded Ke Ai, stared at Ke Ai's face, serious and serious.

After guarding Ke Ai and hanging up several bottles of potions, the sky outside has already turned blue and gradually brightened.

The hustle and bustle gradually sounded, and then the whole city was awakened.

After being woken up at 02:30, until dawn at 05:30, Jian Zhao didn't dare to take a rest, so he just guarded the little boy. After the doctor came to take his temperature and confirmed that the temperature had dropped, Jian Zhao stretched out his hand Rubbing the space between his brows, he leaned tiredly against Ke Ai's bed and squinted for a while.

Ke Ai woke up shortly after the fever subsided. When he opened his eyes and saw a completely unfamiliar environment, he thought it was Jian Zhao who finally couldn't bear his naughty temper and wanted to throw him into the trash can.

Before he could cry, he saw Jian Zhao lying on his bedside and closing his eyes.

Although Jian Zhao is not very old now, he couldn't stand such a torment. He carried Ke Ai for such a long distance in the middle of the night, was frightened, and took Ke Ai to register to see a doctor in an orderly and steady manner. He is on a drip.

After a lot of tossing, fatigue is inevitable.

There is a little light blue in the eyes, and the brows are slightly frowned, and the fatigue between the brows can be seen at a glance.

Ke Ai scratched his little head and carefully thought about what happened at night. He suddenly felt a severe pain in his stomach in the middle of the night, but he was afraid that Jian Zhao would be angry if he disturbed Jian Zhao's rest, so he endured it until he finally lost consciousness.

Looking at it now... Smelly Jianzhao should have sent him to the hospital.

Ke Ai suddenly felt a little guilty. He was indeed very childish, he liked to be coquettish and awkward, and would occasionally blow his hair, but...it was definitely not that he didn't know what was good and what was wrong.

It was because he did something wrong, but in the end Jian Zhao was asked to help him pay the bill. Ke Ai felt guilty and guilty, and silently made up his mind that he must be very obedient in the future, and he must not make Jian Zhao angry again.

After Jian Zhao woke up from a nap, he subconsciously went to look at Ke Ai as soon as he opened his eyes. The person who was still asleep before he fell asleep had woken up at some point, with a pair of wet eyes staring straight at him.

"Honey, is there anything uncomfortable?"

Jian Zhao's voice was a little hoarse, he couldn't hide his exhaustion and tiredness, his eyes were full of concern, and his voice was very gentle, without any intention of blaming Ke Ai.

It doesn't sound like it does, and it really doesn't.

The anger that should have been posted was already finished yesterday when he saw Ke Ai's naughty and greedy mouth. What's more, when he saw Ke Ai's pale face and huddled in his arms last night, he thought about it, as long as this little brat can Just be safe.

Getting angry, beating and scolding, the ultimate goal is to let Ke Ai get well.

Since there is a better solution, why use such a method that makes Ke Ai feel unhappy?

"No……"

Ke Ai answered softly, and after the answer was over, there was a sudden borborygmus in the quiet ward, a blush appeared on Ke Ai's fair face, and he stumbled to explain to Jian Zhao.

"Yes... It's my little belly that's hungry, not me. I, I... I seem to be a little hungry too."

What Jian Zhao was afraid of was that the little boy wouldn't eat, and he couldn't be happier to hear him say that he was hungry.

He stretched out his hand and put it on Ke Ai's forehead to test it gently. After confirming that he didn't have a fever, he let go, squeezed Ke Ai's hand comfortingly, and coaxed him gently.

"Baby, stay in the ward obediently. I'll buy you breakfast, okay? If you want to eat, you can remember to go back and tell me. There are some things you can't eat in the hospital. As long as you are obedient, wait until the illness recovers." I'll give you ice cream after I'm done, okay?"

Jian Zhao doesn't know whether a sick person's emotions will be fragile. He once heard someone say it by chance, so he subconsciously coaxed Ke Ai with a more gentle attitude than usual.

He doesn't care what happens to others, but his cute little one, even if he's not very good, he still has to coax him.