Jing Ci's back was pressed against the hard concrete wall, and his white and slender neck was forced to be raised high. The neck line was stretched and straight, and the raised Adam's apple rolled up and down, which was fragile and attractive to pick.
Yingjiao's breathing was hot and heavy, pressing on him tightly, the kiss was fierce and ruthless.
After a brief blank mind, Jing Ci suddenly came back to his senses and began to resist fiercely.
Yingjiao didn't seem to feel the pain, he didn't care about the force of hitting him, clasped the back of his neck with both hands forcefully, lifted his face, and kissed him forcefully.
Jing Ci's legs were weak, and he clenched his fists desperately to keep himself awake. Finally, he accumulated enough strength to push away Yingjiao.
His cheeks were flushed, his chest heaved violently, and his voice was panting: "Are... are you crazy?"
Yingjiao looked down at him.
Jing Ci's lips were originally a natural pink, but now they were kissed bright red, with a thin layer of water on them.
Yingjiao suddenly laughed, bowed his head and kissed again.
This time, no matter how Jing Ji pushed or resisted, he never let go.
Gradually, Jing Ci's strength in rejecting him became smaller and smaller, and in the end, he could only lean against the wall without strength, letting him do whatever he wanted.
"Hey, open your mouth." Ying Jiao whispered against his lips, his voice was hoarse and low.
Jing Ci's neck was red at the moment, his eyelashes trembled, and his eyes drooped without speaking or moving.
Yingjiao embraced his waist, rubbed him into his arms, grabbed his hand and clasped his fingers together: "Be obedient."
In the huge clothes drying yard, only the sound of the wind blowing the cloth can be heard quietly.
Yingjiao's suppressed panting came from his ears, one after another.
His lips were hot, and he pecked at the corner of Jing Ci's lips.
Feeling his trembling chest, Jing Ci struggled to raise one hand, but it fell down in mid-air weakly.
He closed his eyes for a long time, then opened his lips slightly.
Yingjiao drove straight in instantly.
Lips and tongues intertwined, there was a small, ambiguous sound of water stains that was covered in the wind.
I don't know how long it took, Jing Ci, who has always had a strong sense of time, for the first time could not feel the passage of time in his brain, and Yingjiao finally let him go.
"Baby, I really..." Yingjiao put his forehead against his forehead and sighed, "I like you so much."
The surging love in his heart almost overwhelmed him, he had never liked someone so much before.
He liked Jing Ci so much that he just let him kiss her, but he wanted to give him his life.
Jing Ji didn't speak, his breathing was short of breath, his ears were red, and the palm held by Yingjiao was moist.
He wanted to escape, to find a place where no one was there to stay by himself, but his hands and feet couldn't be controlled.
Yingjiao reached out and gently stroked the back of his neck until his heartbeat and body reactions gradually calmed down.
The sky blue sheets were blown up by the wind and covered their heads mischievously, and the surrounding light was instantly dimmed.
Half dim and half bright, Yingjiao asked Jing Ci: "Do you like me?"
Jing Ci choked for breath, his cheeks were so hot that they almost burned.
He pursed his lips and said nothing.
Yingjiao didn't rush him, but quietly waited for his answer.
There was a faint smell of shampoo coming from the nose, I don't know if it was Jing Ci's or his, even the strong smell of washing powder on the bed sheets couldn't hide it.
Yingjiao lightly sniffed the same smell on the two of them, and felt his heart soften.
He asked again: "Do you like me?"
After a while, Jing Ci finally nodded slightly and gently.
Yingjiao's ears gradually turned red.
His Adam's apple moved, and he suppressed his breath and asked again: "Then can I have a boyfriend now?"
Jing Ci's heart trembled, and under the cover of the dark light, he suppressed his embarrassment and raised his eyes to look at Yingjiao.
He looks handsome, a little cold when he doesn't smile, and has a very aggressive handsomeness. At this moment, he was staring at himself without blinking, eager for an answer.
Jing Ci, who was always sensible, didn't know what to do for the first time.
agree
But now he has nothing, not even saving enough for the next semester's tuition.
He likes Yingjiao, he likes Yingjiao so much, he even wants to give him the best for a bowl of longevity noodles, so he doesn't want to be with him at this time.
At the very least, wait for him to be admitted to the best university, have a promising future, and have the ability to bear the future of the two of them.
However, facing Shang Yingjiao's expectant eyes, all of Jing Ci's planning and rationality disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Just once, he thought.
He was impulsive this time in his life.
He will study harder and try to make himself better. One day, he can give Yingjiao everything he wants.
"It's okay," Yingjiao took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
He understands Jing Ji's thoughts, anyway, there is only one person in his life, he can afford to wait, as long as...
Yingjiao's pupils shrank suddenly.
The blue sheets were blown up by the wind, and his eyes were instantly bright. Under the rare sunny winter day, he saw Jing Ci nodded slightly.
By the time the two returned to the classroom, it was almost lunch break.
Along the way, the red on Jing Ci's face did not fade. As soon as he sat down on the seat, the person who never took a nap fell down on his stomach for the first time.
Contrary to him, it is Yingjiao.
The corners of Yingjiao's lips twitched uncontrollably, he was so happy.
He was so happy that he could grab Feng Datu's trumpet, stand under the national flag, and announce to all the teachers and students in the school that Jing Ci was already his boyfriend. Let those crazy bees and butterflies who are still rubbing their hearts secretly, stay where they are cool.
But he can't, he has to endure, desperately endure.
Yingjiao took Jing Ci's hand under the table and calmed down for a long time, but he couldn't hold back. Take out the phone with the other hand, click on the WeChat group, and start typing—
[Jiao]: I think I should quit the group.
When He Porridge and the others saw the news, they immediately looked puzzled and secretly whispered behind each other.
He Congee: "Did you two offend him?"
Zheng Que died of injustice: "How is it possible? Lao Peng is like a dumb man who doesn't utter a word every day! I can't do it anymore. He's either studying or clinging to Jingci now. I'm almost Forgot what he looked like!"
He Porridge: "...Then why did he suddenly go crazy?"
Zheng Que opened WeChat indifferently: "Who knows, just ask."
[Zheng Que is incorrect]: What's wrong, Brother Jiao
[Jiao]: Now I feel that I am out of tune with you.
[Peng Chengcheng]:?
[Your uncle of the He family]: No... you speak human words, what do you mean
[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Brother Jiao, are you asking for attention
[Jiao]: Didn't you realize that there is already a barrier between us? On the left is you who are single, and on the right is me with a boyfriend.
[Zheng Que is incorrect]: ...
[Your uncle of the He family]: ...
[Peng Chengcheng]: ...
[Your uncle of the He family]: Hehe, do you have a boyfriend? You have unilaterally settled with Jing Ci
Yingjiao gently shook Jing Ci's hand, the smile on his face deepened, and he typed.
[Pride]: Both sides.
Behind them, the mobile phones of He Porridge and the others dropped to the ground.
"Damn it!" He Porridge couldn't help but swear, and wanted to say something, but his eyes fell on Jing Ci, and he swallowed the words, picked up his phone and replied in the group—
[Your uncle of the He family]: Are you serious? ? ?
[Zheng Que is incorrect]: True or false? ? I do not believe!
[Jiao]: Do you know why I type with one hand? Because the other only wants to hold hands with my boyfriend.
[Jiao]: Alright, I won’t tell you anymore. There is only 99% of the battery left on the phone, and I still need to keep in touch with Jing Ci.
[Zheng Que is incorrect]: ...
[Your uncle of the He family]: ...
[Peng Chengcheng]: ...
He Porridge almost threw his phone on his head angrily: "Fuck, is he sick?!"
Zheng Que stared at the screen of the phone in a daze, and murmured: "I have pity on my brother Ci, who went blind at a young age, and fell in love with such an old rascal."
Peng Chengcheng said blankly at the side: "I've already taken a fancy to it."
He Porridge and Zheng Que were stunned, and then they remembered that it was indeed Jing Ci who ran after Yingjiao first.
But they didn't know why, they couldn't match the current Jing Ci with the former him at all.
He Porridge shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, it's none of our business, let's set the group chat as Do Not Disturb first."
I used to show every day when we were not together, but now we are together!
A word awakened the dreamer, Zheng Que and Peng Chengcheng clicked on the group chat in an instant, and cruelly set the message do not disturb.
On the first day of their relationship, Yingjiao thought that he could spend more time with Jing Ci, but who knew that as soon as the lunch break was over, Jing Ci was called away by Zhao Feng, saying that he had obtained a set of top-secret competition papers, and asked the three of them to go to the small classroom Do it and see.
Although Jing Ci had been lying on his stomach at noon, he hadn't fallen asleep. He still couldn't recover.
Did you really fall in love with Yingjiao
He... has a boyfriend
Jing Ji didn't know how to get along with lovers, he didn't have any experience. But... he will do his best to treat Yingjiao as well as he treats himself.
The corners of Jing Ci's lips were slightly raised, and he put away the distracting thoughts in his mind, and began to work on the questions seriously.
Although there were only three questions on the paper, the standard answering time was four and a half hours. By the time the papers were collected, it was almost time for dinner.
Jing Ci and Zhou Chao went to the cafeteria together. They found a place to sit down after eating, and the bell rang for the fourth quarter.
"It's pretty good in a small classroom." Zhou Chao sighed: "At least you don't have to grab it when you eat. Do you think you're saying goodbye?"
"Yeah." Jing Ci responded, while eating, he wondered if he should go back to the classroom later, Yingjiao must have had a lot of questions to ask this day.
But I don't know what's going on, it's obviously what I've been doing before, but now Jing Ci suddenly feels a little embarrassed. Even after the meal was over, he still hadn't made a decision.
"Are you going back to the classroom?" Zhou Chao sent the dinner plate to the recycling place, and asked Jing Ci: "I have to go back and bring all the schoolbags and so on, so that I can go back to the dormitory directly after the evening self-study."
Someone walked along with him, Jing Ci's shyness dissipated a lot, he nodded: "Go back."
When the two left the cafeteria, Jing Ci's cell phone vibrated suddenly, and he quickly picked it up to see that it was Zheng Que.
[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Brother Ci, is Brother Jiao with you
[Scene]: No, what's the matter
Yingjiao and the others ordered takeaway tonight, so they ate relatively quickly. After destroying the takeaway box and destroying the corpse, Zheng Que immediately took out his mobile phone and called He Porridge and Peng Chengcheng to play games.
At the end of the term, the teacher was so strict that he didn't dare to touch his mobile phone often, so that his ranking dropped a lot.
Zheng Que and the others have a total of three people, playing in a four-person arena requires the system to match another teammate.
Who knew what kind of bad luck he had today, three times in a row, all of them were rookies, and the ranking not only did not rise, but even dropped.
Zheng Que was so angry that he almost scratched his head, and wanted to draw Yingjiao to fight with them. But Yingjiao didn't know where he went, and he sent several WeChat messages but didn't reply.
Zheng Que thought he was looking for Jing Ci, but when he asked, he realized that there was no one at all.
He was about to reply that he was fine, when he suddenly remembered that Yingjiao's battery was only 99% at noon, and he wanted to keep contacting Jing Ci, and he was shocked.
Could this person be deliberately not replying to himself? Not to mention, Yingjiao can really do this.
Zheng Que leaned on him, he still had to figure out what was going on today—
[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Brother Ci, help me ask Brother Jiao if he will go to jjc.
He didn't dare to play the arena directly, because he was afraid that Jing Ci would think that he was deliberately luring Yingjiao to play games, so he deliberately used abbreviations, so that Jing Ci would not be able to understand.
[Zheng Que is incorrect]: I asked him before but he didn't reply. I don't know if he didn't see it or he was too lazy to reply. I'm in a hurry, you ask me, he will definitely reply to your message as soon as possible.
Zheng Que... How did Zheng Que know that Yingjiao would reply to his message as soon as possible
Jing Ci's cheeks were slightly hot, he even forgot to ask what jjc was, and agreed directly.
[Scene]: Good.
He clicked on Yingjiao's profile picture, and sent him a message according to what Zheng Que said——
[Scene]: Zheng Que asked if you would like to go to jjc.
Yingjiao opened the door of the sophomore science office, and walked out with an application form for dormitory change. He looked down at the fields that needed to be filled, and then smiled lightly and took out the phone that had vibrated several times.
Yingjiao clicked on WeChat, saw the message Jing Ci sent him, and then looked at Zheng Que's message below. Immediately understood, Zheng Que couldn't find him, and deliberately asked Jing Ci to test him out.
He didn't have any good intentions, but he did a rare good deed.
Yingjiao typed a reply with a smile on his face.
[Proud]: jjc
Jing Ci replied instantly—
[Scene]: Yes.
Yingjiao whistled in a good mood, glanced at the application form for accommodation in his hand, and typed—
[Proud]: 18 cm.
[Jiao]: Do you want to inspect the goods
The author has something to say: Small theater, Ying Jiao: Very good, Jing Ci is now ready to have an in-depth exchange with me.