Jing Ci took a step behind and followed Yingjiao, silently remembering the way as he walked.
When the provincial experiment was renovating the teaching building, the playground was expanded by the way. After walking for a long time, the two of them could still feel the slightly soft plastic track under their feet.
It was not time for evening self-study and get out of class. There were not many people on the playground, and it was quiet. You could even hear the buzzing of the washing machine in the laundry room.
Yingjiao looked sideways at Jing Ci, and sneered, "What are you doing so far away?" Jing Ci could not refuse, and grabbed his wrist and pulled him to his side.
He measured Jing Ci's wrist with his fingers, and raised his eyebrows: "So thin?"
Jing Ji shook off his hand, Qingjun's face looked extraordinarily cold under the streetlight: "Can you not move?"
He vaguely felt that something was wrong. Although the original book was written from the perspective of the protagonist Shou, Yingjiao didn't appear many times, but Jing Ci didn't forget that he hated the original body very much.
But now, he actually asked him to go back to the dormitory together. Isn't this something that only good friends would do
"Tricky?" Yingjiao lazily brushed the hair in front of his forehead: "Is this called touching?" He curled his lips, and suddenly reached out to rub Jingci's earlobe, and sneered: "Then this is called What? Round up and count as we slept together?"
Jing Ji's ears were very sensitive, and when he pinched them like this, they felt numb and crisp, as if they had been passed by an electric current.
His cheeks were flushed, not only angry but also ashamed. He knocked off Yingjiao's hand with a snap, raised his arm and rubbed his ear vigorously, and said angrily, "You are crazy!"
Move your feet away from him.
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Yingjiao grabbed his back collar and pulled him back to his side again. Seeing Jing Ci's angry appearance, he said dumbly, "Don't be angry, or brother will let you touch it back?"
He leaned over and put his face in front of Jing Ci, "I know you have coveted me for a long time, and I will let you get what you want tonight."
Yingjiao chuckled: "How is it, brother treating you well?"
"Who wants to touch you!" Jing Ji pushed his face away forcefully, "Are you still going?"
"Let's go." Yingjiao chuckled, and walked unhurriedly, just keeping on the same level as Jing Ci, neither moving forward nor backward.
From the corner of his eye, Jing Ci had already adjusted his expression. He pursed his lips slightly, with a handsome profile, a high nose bridge, and a very beautiful curve.
Yingjiao unconsciously twisted his thumb and index finger, the little pervert's earlobe was quite soft.
The two walked past the playground and headed straight for the grove. Jing Ci frowned, feeling that the way was not right. Xiao Linshu was right next to the school doctor's office. He walked by during the day and didn't see the dormitory building.
He couldn't help but raised his head and asked Yingjiao: "Are we going back to the dormitory?"
"Go shopping first." Yingjiao took out his mobile phone, pressed it twice, brought up the payment page, and smiled at the lady in the milk tea shop: "Two cups of milk tea, one cup of oatmeal, one cup..."
He turned to look at Jing Ci: "What flavor do you want?"
The young lady at the milk tea shop blushed when Yingjiao smiled and said, "Okay, okay, do you want it hot or cold? Is the sweetness normal?"
A message came from the phone, Yingjiao clicked on it, without looking up: "The oatmeal needs to be cold, less sugar, and the rest..." He pointed at Jing Ci: "Ask him."
"I don't want it." Before the young lady could ask, Jing Ji refused.
Yingjiao clicked his tongue, "You're still angry, didn't I apologize to you?" He put down his phone and looked at Jing Ci: "Hey, my little classmate, I found that you have become quite stubborn recently."
Jing Ci's eyelashes trembled, and he explained stubbornly: "I'm not angry, and my temper hasn't changed..."
"The other cup needs to be the same," Yingjiao turned around and said to the young lady, noticing that he was trying to cover up, and he knew it in his heart: "Okay, let's take the cooling, the dormitory has no air conditioner, it's too hot to die .”
Soon, a cup of cold milk tea was stuffed into Jing Ci's hand.
"thanks."
The damp cup was pressed against the palm of his hand, which instantly dispelled the heat in his palm. Jing Ci clenched his hand slightly, and after a while, he peeled off the straw and inserted it.
At this moment, a person running by accidentally touched him, and Jing Ji's hand tilted, leaving only a small hole on the top of the milk tea lid.
The light coffee-colored milk tea overflowed from the small hole, and soon covered the milk tea lid.
Jing Ci poked down with the straw, and the milk tea immediately bubbled up even more.
Holding the straw in one hand and the milk tea in the other, he frowned slightly.
Yingjiao snatched the milk tea in his hand, regardless of the liquid that flowed down, held the straw and inserted it forcefully: "Drink it."
"Thank you." Jing Ji thanked him again, lowered his head and bit the straw and took a sip.
Jing Ci's eyes lit up as the sweet, oatmeal-flavored milk tea slipped into his mouth, it was delicious.
"Isn't it too sweet?" Yingjiao looked at his expression carefully, "Can I change you to a glass with normal sweetness?"
"No need." Jing Ji shook his head quickly.
He raised his eyes and smiled at Yingjiao, and licked his lips that smelled of milk tea: "It's delicious."
Jing Ci seldom showed such a happy expression. This day, Yingjiao had seen his cold face, his pretended calmness, and even the panic under his calm surface, but this was the first time he saw him. laugh.
He was startled, and looked at the tip of his tongue in a circle on his rosy lips in a daze, and felt an itch in his heart.
Fuck it.
Yingjiao rubbed his face, and threw the mess out of his mind: "That's good."
The milk tea shop is not far from the dormitory. When the two of them arrived at the boys' dormitory, the dormitory teacher had just opened the door. Seeing someone coming back early, he looked down at his watch.
Yingjiao didn't care, and walked in with Jing Ci swaggeringly, all the way up to the third floor.
Along the way, Jing Ci kept pondering over his words in his mind, trying to get his dormitory number out of Yingjiao's mouth. However, before he could speak, he was brought to the door of 301.
"Your dormitory." Yingjiao raised his chin, "Open the door."
He spoke so briskly that Jing Ji was taken aback for a moment before he realized it, and quickly reached out to touch his pocket.
However, he rummaged through his clothes pockets and then his trousers pockets, but he couldn't find the door key.
"Wow, little classmate," Yingjiao took a panoramic view of his movements, raised his eyebrows and blew a hooligan whistle: "It's very scheming, first you don't bring the key, and the next step is going to my dormitory?"
Jing Ji glanced at him, took two steps back to show his innocence, and said calmly, "I'll wait here for Li Zhou to come back."
"Don't." Yingjiao smiled, and pulled him forward, "Everyone else went back to the dormitory, and you just stood by my door to guard. I knew you didn't bring the key, but I didn't know that you thought you were deliberately occupying the territory."
He took out the key, stopped at the door of 303, and opened the door in twos and twos, "Come in."
Just after drinking Yingjiao's milk tea, Jing Ci was too embarrassed to refute him, so he had to walk in the door.
Yingjiao's dormitory has a lot of space, it is a typical four-person room, but three of the beds are empty, and only one bed is covered with bedding, which is obviously Yingjiao's bed.
Jing Ji only glanced at it and then quickly looked away, not because he was ashamed, but because Yingjiao's bed was too messy. The quilts were piled up in a mess, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
He remembered that the original book said that the internal inspection of the provincial experiment is very strict. Even if a piece of paper is dropped on the dormitory floor, points will be deducted by the dormitory teacher. How come to Yingjiao, this school rule is like a decoration.
"Sit." Yingjiao pointed to his bed, and took out a bottle of water from the box beside him, "Do you want to drink?"
"No need." Jing Ci swallowed the milk tea in his mouth, and raised the milk tea cup to Yingjiao, "I drink milk tea."
Yingjiao nodded without forcing him, unscrewed the water bottle and took a few sips of water, and sat next to Jing Ci.
The bed used by the provincial experiment is not a wooden plank, but a spring bed. As soon as Yingjiao sat down, Jing Ci felt the bed below tremble, and he couldn't help but move aside.
Yingjiao squinted his eyes, took a Rubik's Cube from the bed and played with it in his hand, and asked casually, "I heard that you have moved on?"
Jing Ji was taken aback, too many things happened that day, he almost forgot the name he said casually, after thinking for a while, he blocked his mouth with Ying Jiao's words during the day: "You told me to stay away from you of."
Yingjiao gritted his teeth lightly, the man reacted quite quickly.
"I don't want to hear what you mean," he said with a smile on his lips, "if I don't say..."
"No." Jing Ji was afraid that he would say some nonsense again, so he quickly interrupted him: "I just want to study hard."
Yingjiao snorted: "Study hard? Then Xue Jinxing..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden howl of wolves in the corridor. The students of an unknown class were crazily complaining about their head teacher.
The provincial experimental dormitory is equipped with wooden doors with cracks on the sides, which is not soundproof. Sitting in the dormitory, Yingjiao listened to their conversation clearly.
"Damn it, our homeroom teacher is a force, and asked us to buy tutorial books, buy a few! If you are rich, why don't you go out and find a few more girls."
Another clicked his tongue: "Didn't you buy it a few days ago in class, and you will buy it again this time?"
At the very beginning, the voice said: "Yeah, are you saying that it's disgusting? It seems to be Xue Jinxing's "Comprehensive Explanation". It was clearly said to be voluntary at the beginning, but now it is compulsory again."
"Xue Jinxing's set of books is normal. Several teachers in our class have recommended them."
Yingjiao: "..."
Jing Ci didn't expect that there would be high school students who didn't even know Xue Jinxing, the corners of their lips were raised high, and they turned their faces to snicker.
Yingjiao gritted his teeth, turned his face around, and said viciously: "It's funny, isn't it? Huh?"
Jing Ji pursed his lips and said nothing, but there were smiles on the corners of his eyes and brows.
Yingjiao reached out and pinched his face, "Smile again, let me see if you smile again?!"
Jing Ci pursed her lips, trying to suppress the smile on her lips. The eyes met Yingjiao's inadvertently, and finally he couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, hahaha..." He shook his head to avoid Yingjiao's hand while pushing him.
Jing Ci usually has no expression, even a little cold, but with such a smile, she suddenly looks a lot softer.
The embarrassment in Yingjiao's heart dissipated in an instant, and his heart was itchy as if he had been harassed by a feather.
He let go of his hand, pressed Jing Ci directly under his body, and looked at him condescendingly: "Is it funny?"
"No, no," this time, the embarrassed person was replaced by Jing Ci, and he reached out to push Yingjiao: "Get up..."
Yingjiao didn't see Jing Ci's strength in his eyes, he grabbed Jing Ci's wrist, pressed it on the top of his head, pressed his tongue against his cheek, and that handsome face was instantly suffused with evil spirits: "Get up? Where did you get up from?"
Needless to say? Jing Ci opened his mouth, but when the words came to his lips, he vaguely felt that something was wrong.
He frowned and emphasized again: "Get up."
Yingjiao's hooliganism came up and made an inch of it. Hearing this, not only did he not get up, but he pressed Jing Ci even tighter: "Tell me, where did you get up from?"
Jing Ji had never had such close contact with others, and his face was slightly unnatural: "Don't make trouble."
"Who messed with you?" Yingjiao raised his lips viciously: "It's reasonable, little classmate, if you don't make it clear yourself, how will I know if you don't tell me?"
He lowered his body slightly, and said softly, "Say, where do you want me to get up from?"