[Wearing Books] School Bully Loves Little Milk Cake

Jian Zhao tightly locked Ke Ai in his arms, his eyes were dangerous and aggressive, like a leopard in the jungle stalking its prey, and it would swallow his prey in the next moment.

"I... I don't want to learn."

Ke Ai bulged his cheeks, and leaned into Jian Zhao's arms in this posture, his eyes were full of trust, and his face was full of dependence.

"I want to learn how to coax you, I want to coax you to hug me..."

After finishing speaking, Ke Ai wrapped his arms around Jian Zhao's waist, leaning his whole body on his chest, with the small one sticking to Jian Zhao's body, his voice soft and coquettish.

"I love it when you hug me."

Seeing Ke Ai's cautious appearance, Jian Zhao was caught off guard by a pain. He lowered his head and rubbed his chin against Ke Ai's soft hair.

In fact, rather than Ke Ai cautiously seeking forgiveness after doing something wrong, Jian Zhao would rather see Ke Ai raise his chin slightly and ask himself not to be angry.

The former is obedient, but...it's so distressing.

Jian Zhao cooperated with Ke Ai's movements and hugged him, and said helplessly: "It's true that I'm not angry, you don't need to coax me."

"No, I have to coax. When I used to coax myself, I really hoped that someone could coax me instead of me."

Comparing his heart with his heart, Ke Ai felt that Jian Zhao also needed to be treated in the same way.

Jian Zhao sees this little boy with a reasonable attitude and says that he is coaxing himself, inexplicably he feels more distressed, cautious and sensitive and fragile, delicate and soft is harder to serve than his ancestors.

However, he is willing.

Jian Zhao held Ke Ai's hand and put it under the faucet to turn on the water, helped him rinse off the foam on his hand, and said seriously while rinsing: "Well, I will replace you in the future, and coax you well."

After finishing speaking, Jian Zhao leaned over and kissed Ke Ai's side face reverently, his low magnetic voice was slightly hoarse, gentle and unbelievably gentle.

lifetime. "

In the past, Jian Zhao always felt that a lifetime was too long, and it was not worth making any promises before the matter was settled, and it was impossible to say whether he swore to each other when he was emotional, or regretted it when he calmed down and rationalized.

But now, looking at the insecure look of this poor boy, if the promise he made was just a momentary affection, the duration of this affection should last a lifetime.

The love talk was nasty and hypocritical, but it gave Ke Aimo a great sense of security.

The clothes were already half washed, and seeing that the little boy wanted to cling to him, Jian Zhao simply washed all the underwear that the two of them changed and washed yesterday, dried them on the pole outside on a hanger, and threw the rest into the washing machine.

It is true to want to teach this little brat when to get dirty, but now is not a good time.

Ke Ai is still too young, so young that he can't tell the difference between liking and love, and Jian Zhao can easily fool him into sleeping with him when he is ignorant, and he can use the most appropriate means to deal with the aftermath.

But he doesn't want to use such base means to achieve his goal. It's true that he likes Ke Ai, and he likes it so much that he can't bear to bump into him. He doesn't want to let him suffer any grievances. I can't wait to hold it in the palm of my hand.

How could he be willing?

After washing the clothes, I found quick-frozen dumplings from the refrigerator, cooked a simple breakfast, and went to the study after eating.

There is a big tatami mat in front of the French window of the study room, it is of course useless for them to only study in the study room, but before Ke Ai entered the study room today and sat down at the table, Jian Zhao took his hand to the side of the tatami mat.

Amidst the noisy chirping of cicadas outside the window in midsummer, Jian Zhao found a storybook they had bought from the bookstore before, holding the book tightly with his slender fingers, looking elegant and sexy.

"In the morning, read a storybook?"

"it is good!"

Ke Ai agreed very happily. He didn't dream of a childhood full of fairy tales and joy. What filled his entire childhood memory was the disinfectant water on the tip of his nose, and the unchanging white coats passing by, cold and boring.

But now he has a little yellow duck who can pull baldness, and the best stinky Jianzhao, which gives him an incomparably gorgeous youth, the sun is dazzling and dazzling.

When Ke Ai reads fairy tale books, he likes to lie down halfway. He takes off his slippers and lies on the tatami, with his head resting on Jian Zhao's arms. He carefully turns over the pages, and shares with Jian Zhao when he sees interesting ones.

It is also rare for Jian Zhao to waste time like this extravagantly. Watching with Ke Ai is boring in his eyes, and there are even some mentally retarded fairy tales.

For example, the princess and the pea that the little kid is looking at now can feel the existence of the pea through so many layers of quilts. Is this princess a detector?

Jian Zhao has no patience to appreciate the romantic stories full of fairy tales, but he likes to see Ke Ai's serious and focused appearance when reading these stories. His side face with baby fat is slightly tense, which is very cute.

The heat of midsummer, the noisy cicadas, the bodies of two people cuddling together, the occasional chuckle, and Ke Ai's shining eyes, everything is extremely beautiful.

It was Ke Ai who turned the slightly vague word 'like' into reality.

Ke Ai is very fascinated by various fairy tales, and often repeats them three or four times, nestling in Jian Zhao's arms, the warmth from his back is warm and at ease, at eleven o'clock Ke Ai finally read a storybook over.

After reading the storybook and putting down the storybook, my little stomach cried out very interestingly.

Ke Ai reached out and rubbed his stomach, turned his head to look at Jian Zhao eagerly, and whispered, "I'm hungry."

"Then cook with me, okay?"

"it is good!"

When two people are together, they are like an ordinary couple in this world, living an ordinary and warm life with gusto and fun.

After all, the summer vacation is only a short two months, and the school will soon start. Although the weather is still hot, Jian Zhao has already started planning to take this poor kid to buy autumn clothes before school starts.

In order to avoid waiting for the school to start, there will be one day off every week, and only three days in one month. This time is not enough to make use of, he wants to give the little boy the best.

Ke Ai has also finished most of the homework that Jian Zhao bought back. Ke Ai, who would act coquettishly and play tricks to avoid Jian Zhao begging him to soften his heart, is the only thing that is serious about reading and doing problems.

When it comes to the future, Ke Ai is confused and has no plans at all.

It's just that she subconsciously thinks that Jian Zhao is excellent, and she wants to be as excellent as him.

Their head teacher has already notified the start time in the class, and there is still a week before the start of school, Jian Zhao took Ke Ai to the shopping mall in the city center.

Jian Zhao, who doesn't care about what he wears, is not serious when Ling Keai chooses it. Pants, shirts, T-shirts, and jackets are all carefully selected.

At first, Ke Ai was very interested, but later on, he was really afraid of being played by Jian Zhao as a doll, so he nestled into Jian Zhao's arms and hummed aggrievedly.

He doesn't speak up, and he doesn't refuse when Jian Zhao proposes, but when he catches the opportunity, he will shrink into Jian Zhao's arms with aggrievedness, and he can't be clingy.

If it was according to Jian Zhao's intentions, he wished he could evacuate the entire shopping mall, but he didn't force it after seeing Ke Ailei's answering appearance. up the city center.

Before school started, there was a party in their class, and it was common for class parties to connect with each other.

Jian Zhao knew that this poor kid liked to cling to him, so he came here because he didn't like lively places. With this little spoiled kid, Jian Zhao had a lot of possessive desires, especially for Ke Ai, but he He doesn't want Ke Ai to be alone in Ke Ai's world.

After entering the door and sitting down, Jian Zhao said hello to Jing Shao first. Today, all kinds of wine at the party were replaced by drinks. They are going back to a hotel party. The hotel has automatic barbecue equipment. After ordering something, a large group of people Start grilling.

In a team of two, Ke Ai sticks to Jian Zhao as it should.

Ke Ai held an iron skewer in one hand, and wore a disposable glove on the other hand, and seriously put a piece of meat on a skewer. It was a bit unfamiliar for the first time to do this kind of thing, but he looked quite serious.

Jian Zhao thought that the little brat liked it so he didn't stop him, but who knew that the brat didn't continue after he strung one, but sat next to him and shook his sleeve to ask him to string a little more.

Whether he likes it or not is entirely up to the little boy's voluntary, Jian Zhao is completely up to him, he is too used to Ke Ai after being teased by Jing Shao, Ke Ai's eyes widen in anger when he hears Jing Shao's teasing, and he is fierce. Before he could speak, Jian Zhao's hand fell on his shoulder first.

A fierce little tiger that was planning to blow its fur at first, was calmed down by Jian Zhao's simple action, and let out an aggrieved snort.

Ke Ai knew that Jing Shao was Jian Zhao’s good friend who grew up together, and he was just a small trouble that came in halfway. Jian Zhao cared more about Jing Shao. It was a very normal thing, but he still felt uncomfortable .

Jing Shao definitely never slept with Jian Zhao, he sleeps with Jian Zhao every day, so Jing Shao can't compare with himself in Jian Zhao's heart, absolutely not!

Jian Zhao has always been very considerate of Ke Ai's emotions, holding his hand and shaking it in front of Jing Shao, with a doting smile on his lips, and then put his hands on Ke Ai's body, covering Ke Ai's whole body. Cuddling in his arms, he asked with a smile, "Why? I'm happy to be used to it."

"Xingli, then you can get used to it."

After finishing speaking, Jing Shao turned around and went to another barbecue stand to make skewers for himself. Damn, single dogs have no human rights.

Jian Zhao knew Ke Ai's taste very well, he skewered five dishes according to the few ingredients he liked, ordered the grill, and started grilling seriously.

Seeing that Jian Zhao started, Ke Ai happily rubbed over the only skewer he had skewered, imitating Jian Zhao's movements and putting it on the grill, flipping it over from time to time, sprinkling some Sauce and chilli.

Finally baked, Ke Ai handed the iron stick to Jian Zhao's hand, with sparkling eyes, proudly said in a showy tone: "Stinky Jianzhao, I baked it, I baked it myself."