[Wearing Books] School Bully Loves Little Milk Cake

Jian Zhao managed to get back to school before No. [-] Middle School closed. He ran all the way, his hair was a little messy, and sweat was running down the side of his face. At this moment, he was slightly tense and indifferent.

The voice-activated light in the corridor in front of the dormitory door was on, and the warm yellow light shone on Jian Zhao's body with a little more warmth.

At this time, he was holding a large bouquet of delicate and beautiful roses in his hand, and in the middle of the large bouquet was a very simple-looking Santa Claus, who was holding a gift box in his hand, smiling.

"Little boy, let me in first, okay?"

Ke Ai woke up like a dream, and moved aside. After Jian Zhao squeezed into the dormitory, his head was in a mess, and he subconsciously reached out and locked the door of the dormitory.

"you……"

Sitting on the stool, Jian Zhao panted heavily. He ran to many flower shops outside the school, and most of the bouquets of nine roses were sold out. A bunch of big ones, 99 flowers, a big handful, it was a bit difficult for him to carry them all the way back to school.

"Here, here's your Christmas present, sweetheart, Merry Christmas."

When Ke Ai heard this sentence and looked at the large bouquet of roses handed to him, his eye circles were inexplicably red. He sniffed and hugged the large bouquet of roses in his arms. , the Santa Claus in the center is looking at him with a simple and honest smile.

"You... Are you going out just to buy me presents?"

Hearing this sentence, Jian Zhao coughed a little embarrassedly, he was not as good as the little brat thought, and he didn't buy Christmas gifts specially for him.

In fact, Jian Zhao has always been indifferent to these weird festivals. Recently, this little kid has been unable to understand a point of knowledge, and Jian Zhao has been looking for examples for him.

Just this evening, Jing Shao sent him a sentence "Merry Christmas", and Jian Zhao just remembered that today is Christmas.

Evening self-study is already over, and there is only a short time before the lights go off and the bell rings, Jian Zhao still sneaks out of the No. [-] Middle School gate over the wall.

During the period when he was the most depressed and decadent, it was not that he did not never do things like going over the wall to leave school, but at that time he mostly went to Internet cafes to play games, and it was the first time he went over the wall to buy roses. back.

Jian Zhao could pretend that he didn't know about this festival and pass it on vaguely, but he didn't.

It's okay if he really doesn't know, but he knows from Jing Shao that his little poor child can't lack what other people have.

For other young couples who fall in love secretly, nineteen roses are already considered a luxury, and the roses cost ten yuan apiece before and after Christmas. Jian Zhao’s large bouquet of roses, together with the packaging, cost a lot of money. More than 1000, for other students, it is several weeks of living expenses.

Jian Zhao didn't have much idea about money, he only subconsciously wanted to give his little poor boy something better, and he was willing to spend money for his little boy.

"I went out to buy you a gift, but I'm sorry, the time is too short, I only have time to buy you a bunch of flowers."

If he had known about the existence of this festival earlier, he would have been able to buy more and better Christmas presents.

It was the first time for Ke Ai to receive a gift from others. He used to live in the ward all day long, even if it was his birthday, he didn’t have any gifts. What else do you need.

But now, Jian Zhao cares.

All unexpected tenderness and surprises are the best gifts from heaven.

With an unexpected surprise and a large bouquet of roses, Jian Zhao gave Ke Ai the best gift.

The rose that was carried by Jian Zhao and walked all the way was placed on the table by Ke Ai. Ke Ai sat on Jian Zhao's lap. Get close to him, want to hug him.

"Stinky Jianzhao, I'm sorry..."

Ke Ai thought of his behavior of tampering with his mobile phone and blackmailing Jing Shao just now behind Jian Zhao's back. At this moment, his heart was full of guilt. He seemed to be a little bit naughty.

"Ok?"

"I... I secretly blocked Jing Shaoling in your phone."

Ke Ai rested his chin on Jian Zhao's shoulder, and looked at Jian Zhao eagerly, with apprehension in his eyes, as if he was afraid that Jian Zhao would scold him.

When Jian Zhao heard his words, he burst out laughing with a 'puchi', how well does this little boy really hide his own thoughts?Jian Zhao has already seen that this little boy doesn't like Jing Shao, and to be more precise, it's this little boy who doesn't like people other than him.

When they were getting along before, Jian Zhao could see the little boy's resistance to Jing Shao, and it wasn't surprising that he did things like blacklisting Jing Shao in his list without telling him.

"If you block it, you will block it, and I won't be angry with you."

Jian Zhao rubbed Ke Ai's head comfortingly, and suddenly mentioned another matter inadvertently.

"Little boy, when is your birthday?"

When Ke Ai suddenly heard this sentence, he was stunned for a while, thought about it carefully, and then replied: "August [-]th."

No one gave him a birthday before, and this date was just a vague number in his mind.

"Ok?"

When Jian Zhao heard this date, he was suddenly a little dazed. If he remembered correctly, the kid was seventeen in the semester he just transferred to.

"Lunar calendar, or solar calendar?"

"The Gregorian calendar."

Ke Ai couldn't remember the number himself, and it took him a lot of effort to remember it, because one year, a nurse said happy birthday to him when he was changing his dressing on this date.

The [-]th day of the eighth lunar month in the Gregorian calendar, does that mean it has already passed?

"Little brat."

Jian Zhao yelled softly, but Ke Ai frowned in dissatisfaction, and retorted seriously: "Stinky Jian Zhao, you don't even call me..."

"Little boy."

Seeing Ke Ai's appearance, Jian Zhao immediately changed his mouth. A deep sense of helplessness accumulated in his heart, and after a while it transformed into deep joy filling his chest.

Look at the current appearance of this little boy, childish, chubby baby fat, how does it look like an adult?

"You don't like me being too close to others?"

"do not like."

This time, Ke Ai answered very simply, he really hated the fact that there was someone closer to Jian Zhao than himself.

Obviously...Jian Zhao belongs to him alone.

"Don't like it, why don't you like it? Xiaoguai, you are still young, but you will grow up in the future, and so will I."

grow up?This word seems a bit far away to Ke Ai. He has never thought about what he will look like when he grows up, let alone his future dreams.

Even studying hard now is due to his respect for the teacher and his subconscious desire to get closer to Jian Zhao.

"grow up?"

"Well, grow up, we will all grow up, you will meet someone you like more, and so will I."

"No, I won't meet someone I like more, Smelly Jianzhao, I like you the most, super super like you."

Ke Ai seriously emphasized to Jian Zhao that he was naturally insecure, sensitive and fragile, and no one but Jian Zhao could stand being coquettish. Feel.

Jian Zhao stared at the ignorant liking and admiration in Ke Ai's eyes, and his slightly nervous mood suddenly became relaxed.

"You like me, which is different from the kind of liking I mentioned. In the future, you will meet someone who wants to be with her for the rest of your life, and you will want to have a family with her."

Ke Ai could only spend most of his time in the ward because of heart disease since he was a child. He was ignorant of these complicated relationships, and no one taught him.

Jian Zhao patiently told Ke Ai the difference between a friend and a lover. After talking for a long time, Ke Ai still looked confused, pinched his brows helplessly, and said in a low voice: "Friend, we can sleep in Together, but lover, you will react to him and want to have a closer relationship with him, little boy, do you understand?"

After Ke Ai finished listening, his earlobe, which was originally white jade, was so red that he could almost bleed.

Now he clings to Jian Zhao every day and wants to sleep with him, but... Also, he will react, and he also wants to have a closer relationship with him, wants to be with him, wants to be with him forever, wants to be with him for the rest of his life He is together.

"Huh? My dear?"

Seeing that Ke Ai didn't answer for a long time, Jian Zhao lowered his voice and asked softly.

As soon as the words fell, Ke Ai buried his face in his arms, and said in a muffled voice: "Smelly Jianzhao, I don't want to like someone I don't know in the future, I only like you. You don't like me too. Others just like me, okay?"

Although Jian Zhao probably already had the answer in his mind before Ke Ai spoke, but when he heard Ke Ai say this himself, he couldn't help being taken aback, and the corner of his mouth subconsciously curled up slightly.

Ke Ai saw that Smelly Jianzhao ignored him for a long time, raised his head in panic, stretched out his hand and tugged at Jianzhao's clothes, and said incoherently: "Smelly Jianzhao, you, you poke me every morning, I, uh ..."

Before Ke Ai could finish his sentence in a hurry, Jian Zhao suppressed his fiery kiss.

For the first time, when both of them were fully awake, they kissed deeply, Jian Zhao's breathing became more and more heavy as their lips and tongues intertwined.

Even if he had known that the little boy had grown up, he would not have done anything more egregious. After all... this little boy seemed so obedient, and Jian Zhao couldn't bear to deal with him. It hurts to see him.

"Baby..."

— After the kiss was over, Jian Zhao gently kissed Ke Aihong's earlobe that was almost bleeding, and his scorching breath fell on the side of Ke Ai's neck, making Ke Ai tilt his head uncomfortably.

"Stinky Jianzhao, you kissed me."

"Ah."

"After that, you are not allowed to kiss others, or I will bite you!"

"it is good."

After speaking, Jian Zhao put his arms around Ke Ai's waist and pressed him into his arms, stared at Ke Ai's misty eyes, and asked softly, "Little boy, then, what are we here?"