[Wearing Books] School Bully Loves Little Milk Cake

"What kind of?"

Ke Ai tilted his head, looked at Jian Zhao with a ignorant expression, frowned delicately, and after a while put his arms around Jian Zhao's neck and sent his lips up, like licking ice cream, and licked it lightly. licked.

"I don't know what it is, but I know you have to be nice to me, super nice to me."

In the past, Ke Ai's parents and elder brother were also very kind to him, but they were all treating him well in the way they thought they were. Only Jian Zhao was treating him well in Ke Ai's favorite way.

"Well, good, I will treat you well for the rest of my life."

Jian Zhao solemnly made a promise, held Ke Ai's hand, and continued to coax him in a low voice.

"Little boy, our current relationship is lovers, understand? That is, if someone confesses to me next time, you can come over fiercely and enclose me in your territory, and tell others that I belong to you alone. "

When Ke Ai heard what Jian Zhao said, his eyes sparkled, and he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and responded, "Mmm, yes, yes."

I have no sense of security, and I want to enclose what I like and value in my own territory. In the past, I didn't have the identity to enclose Jian Zhao in my own territory. After all, Ke Ai's possessiveness towards Jian Zhao is far from Far greater than friends and brothers.

He even wanted to be alone in Jian Zhao's bed.

"Stinky and simple..."

Seeing that it was getting late, Jian Zhao originally planned to coax Ke Ai to sleep, but suddenly heard Ke Ai call his name and let out a soft 'um'.

"I...Although I'm not very good now, I will work hard, and I will work hard to catch up with you."

"You don't need to chase me, I can..."

In the past, as soon as Jian Zhao said something Ke Ai didn't want to hear, Ke Ai's little hand would stick to it, but not today. After being kissed by Jian Zhao, Ke Ai seemed to turn on some unknown switch, and kissed him slowly .

For couples in the passionate love period, it is unexpectedly easy to use the way of kissing to seal.

Jian Zhao didn't continue talking as Ke Ai thought. Ke Ai put his hands on Jian Zhao's shoulders and put his chin on the back of his hand. Now that the two of us are walking together, we should be able to go further. You lead me ahead, and I will follow you obediently. I don’t want to be a drag on your way forward. I...I want to be with you go further."

What Jian Zhao originally wanted to say was not much different from what Ke Ai guessed. What he really thought was that he could stop and wait for him, and he could walk slowly together.

He thought that if he walked too fast, he would miss many beautiful scenery, but only by walking further, can he see a more beautiful appearance.

Jian Zhao held Ke Ai's hand on his shoulder and gently squeezed it in his palm. Under the gaze of Ke Ai's wide-eyed round eyes, he interlocked his fingers earnestly, and said softly: "Then I will Leading you in front of you."

"Well, Smelly Jianzhao, I will become as good as you."

"it is good."

This time, Jian Zhao didn't attack Ke Ai's thoughts again, and seriously approved his plan.

Maybe all his thoughts were wrong before he met this poor kid. The two of them are not together to become each other's drag and burden, nor to let each other slow down and appreciate the scenery that they missed along the way.

Instead, you should become a better version of yourself for the other party.

On Christmas night, the two were still sleeping in the same bed. Ke Ai was usually clingy enough, but after Jian Zhao taught him the difference between feelings, he became even clingier. Zhao's body.

Jian Zhao let Ke Ai move around in his arms, the night was getting darker, and just as Jian Zhao was about to fall asleep, the little head in his arms suddenly arched in an awkward manner, and Ke Ai's soft voice came from his arms Come.

"Stinky Jianzhao, hold me again, okay?"

Jian Zhao clasped his fingers with him as he wanted, and patted his shoulder lightly with the other hand, and said comfortingly, "It's getting late, go to sleep."

"Well, how about you hug and sleep?"

"it is good."

Recently, the temperature has been turning cold, and the outside wind blows through the window and gets into the gap inside, making a lot of noise.

There was a strong contrast between the sound of the wind outside and the two people embracing tightly in the room. Ke Ai curled up in Jian Zhao's arms with peace of mind like a kitten. The world is so big, only in Jian Zhao's arms can he be Make him feel safe at home.

Smelly Jianzhao said to himself that they will be together for a lifetime in the future, and he can sleep in this Smelly Jianzhao's arms for the rest of his life!

When everything was calm and the campus of No. [-] Middle School was quiet only the wind was heard, a little yellow duck was sitting outside the window of Jian Zhao's dormitory, thinking about life.

Thinking back to the beginning, what a wonderful idea he had, to bring his own cutie to save the hero, and then hug the hero's thigh to marry a cute girl, squatting on the hero's shoulder to eat and drink for a lifetime.

When did such a beautiful life in his fantasy start to change?

Damn, what about hugging the hero's thigh?His little cutie sent herself directly to the male lead's arms.

The little yellow duck was sitting on the window sill with a melancholy face as the cold wind blew, shaking its fur aggrievedly.

It seems that it doesn't make much difference to him whether he lets his little cutie hug the hero's thigh or his little cutie takes the initiative to send himself into the hero's arms?

The purpose of Little Yellow Duck bringing Ke Ai to this world is also very clear, which is to prevent the hero from becoming a doctor of medicine in the future and making a potion that can lead to the end of the world.

The little yellow duck who tried to convince himself for a long time looked up at the sky, but the relationship between friends must be more stable than that of lovers. Not surprisingly, friends can last a lifetime, but when lovers break up, everything is just playing ball.

From the very beginning, the little yellow duck felt full of confidence that he could bring the little cutie to kill all directions, but now... aggrievedly stroking his fur with his wings, he should be careful to maintain the relationship between the little cutie and the hero relationship and prevent them from breaking up.

Why does life treat such a cute little yellow duck like him.

The next day, as soon as Jian Zhao opened his eyes, a wet kiss came up, sticky kiss on the side of his face, Jian Zhao helplessly looked at Ke Ai who was looking at him eagerly, and asked softly: "Little boy, why did you wake up so early?"

Ke Ai obediently rubbed his arms into Jian Zhao's arms, put his arms around his neck, and kissed his side cheek with a 'ba chi' sound.

"Because, I like you very much."

"So sweet? Did you steal honey early in the morning?"

Ke Ai's eyes widened, and he shook his head in denial.

"I didn't steal it, I'm very good."

Originally, he found that the scene between the two of them was too sticky, and he occasionally looked at Jian Zhao and Ke Ai distractedly during class, shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "I can't see it, I can't see it."

Jian Zhao lowered his head and was teaching Ke Ai the problem seriously, but the students were not very obedient and always wanted to move around. Jian Zhao helplessly held Ke Ai's hand that was always moving around in his palm, and said in a low voice: "Be serious. .”

"Oh."

Ke Ai nodded slightly as a reply. After Jian Zhao finished talking about the knowledge points that need to be mastered, he distractedly glanced at Ke Ai's draft book. The entire page of the draft book was filled with his name.

Turning his head to look again, he could clearly see the guilty look of the little boy, the slightest bit of anger was gone, only a deep sense of helplessness remained.

"Are you serious about what you said?"

"I was wrong……"

Knowing that he made a mistake, Ke Ai is not generally well-behaved, his small head is like a chicken pecking at rice, and his face is sincere. Jian Zhao really can't be angry with such Ke Ai, so he stretched out his hand hard Rubbing his hair, he asked in a low voice, "Do you dare next time?"

"Forget it, I won't talk about it, and you don't have the heart to listen to it. The next physical education class, let's go. Let's go to the small shop to buy water first, and then go to the playground. It should be about the same time."

In physical education class, the physical education teacher came to the playground in sportswear, ran around to warm up, and then asked the sports committee to pick up the equipment, and the students would tell the sports committee what they wanted to play.

"Are there any boys in the class who can play basketball? If so, let's go together."

Jian Zhao would definitely know how to play basketball, but he didn't plan to go, instead of playing basketball on the court, it would be better to stay with this little kid for a while, even if he just talked about boring topics, he wouldn't feel bored.

The physical education teacher seemed to have read Jian Zhao's mind, squinted his eyes and said, "Some students, don't try to hide, come here with Jian Zhao, I remember you are good at basketball."

"Okay, teacher."

Jian Zhao took off his coat and handed it to Ke Ai, and walked towards the basketball court. Before leaving Ke Ai, he leaned into Ke Ai's ear and whispered, "Little boy, help me get some clothes, and go to the viewing platform to watch I'm playing basketball, don't run around, okay?"

"it is good."

Because there are several good-looking boys in their class, they are going to play basketball, and there are many girls in the other two classes who are in the physical education class at the same time as them, and they are already sitting on the viewing platform and waiting.

Ke Ai found a seat in the corner and sat down, with his arms on his knees, his hands on his chin, staring at the court.

After Jian Zhao took off his school uniform jacket, he was wearing a white T-shirt with short sleeves. The muscles on his arms were very strong, and the lines were very smooth. Just by looking at them, he felt very powerful.

They are all adolescent boys, sweating wantonly on the basketball court, looking youthful and sunny, extraordinarily dazzling.

And among this group of dazzling teenagers, Jian Zhao is the most dazzling in Ke Ai's eyes, so dazzling that the whole person is shining, very, very good-looking.

Every time Jian Zhao scored a goal, there would be a small exclamation from the side of the viewing platform, and the subdued screams of the girls fell into Ke Ai's ears. He was inexplicably harsh and hummed aggrievedly.

"Look, but Smelly Jianzhao still belongs to me alone."

After the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Jian Zhao walked down from the basketball court and walked towards the viewing platform. When he saw the scene around Ke Ai clearly, his face turned slightly blue.