Jing Ci's brain exploded with a bang, and the heat on his face soared instantly.
This is the second time Yingjiao has said this to him, and it is much more explicit than the last time.
He... wasn't sure if Yingjiao meant that.
"Repent?" Yingjiao roguely pinched Jing Ci's chin, forcing him to look up and look at him, and said with a light smile: "Speaking is nothing, Jingshen."
Yingjiao's voice was deep and magnetic, with a bit of sloppiness, and it was a little hoarse because of the kiss just now, and it sounded particularly seductive in the night.
Jing Ci's heart was pounding, his Adam's apple moved, and he said with difficulty: "Tonight, the teacher will check the bed..."
Yingjiao smiled coquettishly, his face didn't blush and his heart beat: "It's fine if I don't move at that time?" He paused, and said ambiguously: "It doesn't matter if you really can't help moving yourself, the big deal is to bribe me afterwards Check the sleeping teacher."
Afterwards or something...
Jing Ji's whole body was about to burn, and he couldn't stand it any longer, so he turned his head to the side.
It just happened to be like this, and Yingjiao didn't let him go.
"I'm talking to you, where are you looking?" Yingjiao turned his face, put one hand on his waist, and asked forcefully, "Is it okay?"
Jing Ci lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Yingjiao's eyes fell on his flushed face, he paused, and suddenly asked quickly: "Did you bump into Qiao Anyan when you knocked on the door?"
Jing Ci's mental state was obviously not right that day, he asked clearly several times, but was prevaricated.
In the past few days, Yingjiao has not found a suitable opportunity to make a routine, and it just happened to happen at this moment, so how could he let it go.
Jing Ci's mind was in chaos now, and he blurted out after hearing the words: "I met it."
Jing Ji's heartbeat suddenly stopped for a few beats, why did Ying Jiao ask him this? Yes... Did you notice something
"You..." He swallowed dryly, and became nervous involuntarily: "Why did you mention him all of a sudden?"
"Didn't you two fight before?" Yingjiao said naturally, without changing his face, "I met him when I went downstairs that day, and I just asked him when I remembered."
Jing Ji didn't believe it, the timing of his words was too good, as if he was waiting for him there.
"Really?"
"Otherwise?" Yingjiao raised his eyebrows, and while walking towards the teaching building with his arms in his arms, he said, "No way, baby." He looked sideways, and narrowly looked at Jing Ci: "You are so jealous. A little too big."
Jing Ci blushed and didn't refute, so let him think he was jealous.
Yingjiao was afraid that he would be thinking wildly, so he continued the topic just now: "Are you going to my place tonight?"
Jing Ci's lips moved, but he didn't speak.
"Don't worry," Yingjiao reached out and rubbed his head, carefully avoiding his forehead: "I won't touch you."
Jing Ci looked up at him.
"You're not yet an adult, and I'm not a beast. I just teased you, are you stupid?" After he finished speaking, he curled his lips into a smile: "Although I still want to be a beast."
Jing Ci's cheeks were hot, a little shy, but more touched by being cherished.
He nodded, then raised his hand, and quickly shook Yingjiao's hand clasping his shoulder.
Yingjiao was startled, grabbed his hand with his backhand, and only let go when he walked to the playground.
After the two returned to the classroom, there was still a little time before class began.
Yingjiao was not in a hurry to get the papers to be done in the next class, and said to Jing Ci: "Let me take a look at your head."
When I was outside just now, the lights on the playground were very dim, and I couldn't see anything clearly.
Jing Ci obediently turned sideways when he heard the words, and took the initiative to lift his hair up.
The smile in Yingjiao's eyes deepened, and he leaned over to take a closer look.
Jing Ci hit too hard, even though he gave him a cold compress within 24 hours and applied safflower oil afterwards, it didn't look any better than the previous two days.
"Why doesn't the swelling go away?" Yingjiao frowned: "No, why don't you go to the hospital? Are you dizzy?"
"No need." Jing Ji put down his hand and smiled at him: "It's okay, I don't feel dizzy, it will be fine in a few days."
Yingjiao told him anxiously: "If you feel uncomfortable, don't carry it, you must tell me, you know?"
Jing Ci nodded.
Yingjiao continued to ask calmly: "Have you had a headache recently? Don't knock it out, and the old problem will come out."
Jing Ci told the truth: "It hurt once, but it's not as painful as before." Afraid that Yingjiao would be worried, he added: "Don't worry, it will be fine soon."
Almost ready? How did Jing Ci know
Yingjiao suppressed his doubts without changing his face: "That's fine."
Class was about to start, Jing Ci took out the Olympiad book from the table hole, and was about to read it in the next class, but Yingjiao did not move his eyes.
Jing Ci said at the beginning that when he bumped into Qiao Anyan before hitting the door, Yingjiao thought it was Qiao Anyan again.
But after hearing that Jing Ci's headache had eased, Yingjiao didn't think so.
The relief of the headache meant that Qiao Anyan's influence on Jing Ci had diminished, and it was impossible for him to be in a trance.
Why
Yingjiao thought about it for a while and couldn't figure it out, then turned to pondering another matter.
When Jing Ci was in Yangcheng, he had a headache once. If it was the same as recently, it was just a slight pain, even if an agreement was made, Jing Ji would not tell himself.
The two headaches were very close in time, but the degree of discomfort was completely different.
So, during the period between the exam and the results, what happened to affect the magnetism of the two of them
Yingjiao glanced at Jing Ci thoughtfully. During this period, the biggest thing that happened to Jing Ci was joining the national training team.
If the guess in this direction is correct, does it mean that as long as Jing Ci gets better and better, Qiao Anyan's influence on him will become less and less
He was thinking about it when his phone vibrated suddenly. Yingjiao picked it up and saw that it was Zheng Que who was attacking him in the group.
[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Brother Jiao, are you going to live in Cen Yue Bay during your vacation
[Jiao]: No, what's wrong
[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Then I will stay for a while _(:з」∠)_ I don’t want to go home during the holidays.
[Jiao]: Well, you can live as long as you want, even if it is empty.
[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Thank you, Dad! !
Yingjiao ignored him and was about to put down the phone when another message popped up——
[Your uncle of the He family]: Yo, what kind of wind is this blowing, it blows you, a busy person, into the group.
Yingjiao snorted and typed—
[Jiao]: Listening to you, a sense of superiority in IQ arises spontaneously.
[Your uncle of the He family]: Get lost! You bitch!
[Your uncle of the He family]: Let me tell you! None of you know how disgusting he is! ! In the toilet the day before yesterday, I saw it with my own eyes! It's so easy to do anything to Brother Ci! ! Outrageous!
[Zheng Que is incorrect]: How did it move? I want to hear it! Hey hey hey!
[Your uncle of the He family]: ...Old Zheng, are you bent too? Your little sister stopped chasing
[Peng Chengcheng]:…
[Zheng Que is incorrect]: I didn't!
[Arrogance]: I'm not in love with my boyfriend, hugging and exalting me, why do I still come to play games with you? Brain pit
[Jiao]: People, as long as you keep silent about the areas you are ignorant of. I understand the bitterness of your single mother and fetus, please understand the sweetness of my love, thank you.
[Zheng Que is incorrect]:…
[Your uncle He family]:...
[Peng Chengcheng]:…
Zheng Que couldn't help but poked He Porridge in the back, and complained, "Why on earth did you start this and give him a chance to play?"
He Porridge threw the phone into the hole of the table with a bang, regretting the past: "...don't talk about it, come, come, fight the landlord."
Yingjiao showed off a wave of affection, and in a good mood took the exercise book and started to do the questions.
As soon as the bell rang for evening self-study in the second quarter, and the students in Class 7 were still playing around, Teacher Liu opened the door and walked in.
After hammering some of the most violent boys, he knocked on Jing Ci's tabletop: "Jing Ci, come out."
Jing Ci put down the pen in his hand and followed Teacher Liu out of the classroom.
As soon as the classroom door was closed, Teacher Liu cut straight to the point and said, "Teacher has good news for you. Today's reward plan for you has been finalized."
He didn't have any appetite for Jingci, and continued: "The government rewards 30,000, and our school gives 80,000!"
Jing Ci's eyes lit up, what he lacks most now is money.
He didn't want to be too clear with Yingjiao, nor was he hypocritical. It was really powerless to have no financial resources. He is also a man, and he also wants to give his lover the best.
Just like the last time Yingjiao said to go on a trip, if he had money in his hand at that time, he would not even hesitate, and he would agree directly.
"Thank you, teacher."
Teacher Liu grinned and waved his hands: "The money will definitely be credited to the account a year ago, and you can send the bank card number to the teacher later." Teacher Liu paused and emphasized: "I want your parents' card number. It's not that the teacher doesn't trust you. It’s really too much money for your age.”
Jing Ci's body froze suddenly, and he lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Teacher Liu thought he was unwilling, so he smiled and said, "Just treat it as your parents keeping it for you, and you can ask them for it later."
After all, he is still a child, even though he usually looks mature and stable, he can't hold back at critical moments.
Jing Ji asked softly: "Can't you hit my own card?"
Teacher Liu said categorically, "No."
Seeing that Jingci was still silent, Teacher Liu couldn't laugh or cry, and compromised: "If you really want to call your own card, just ask your father or your mother to call the teacher, and they will agree."
After Jing Ci joined the national training team, he still had to take an examination and selection. The time was very tight. Teacher Liu didn't want to waste his time, so he patted him on the shoulder and signaled him to go back to the classroom to continue studying.
Jing Ci didn't move.
Teacher Liu frowned slightly, and just about to say something, he heard Jing Ci say: "I... my dad,"
He closed his eyes and said calmly, "My dad cut off my living expenses before."
Teacher Liu looked at him in disbelief: "What did you say?!"
Next, Jing Ji endured the embarrassment and embarrassment, and told Mr. Liu the matter from beginning to end without changing his face.
Teacher Liu was still shocked at the beginning, but in the end he was furious.
If Jing Ci hadn't said this, if he hadn't dealt with Jing's father before, he would never believe that a father would not give his underage son living expenses.
Teacher Liu took a deep breath, barely suppressed the anger in his heart, and said, "Teacher understands, don't worry about the money."
He paused, and then said to Jing Ci: "I guarantee that only the teacher knows about this matter."
How could Teacher Liu not pay attention to such an up-and-coming student in the class. He had discovered it earlier, Jing Ci is very thin-skinned now.
Teacher Liu couldn't help feeling a little regretful, if only he agreed earlier and didn't ask so many questions.
If you have to tell others about something you have tried so hard to hide, the child must feel uncomfortable now.
There was nothing unusual on Jing Ci's face, as usual, with no expression on his face, and thanked very politely: "Thank you, teacher."
"It's okay." Teacher Liu sighed, paused, and said again: "You... If you need to fill in the parent's contact information in the future, just fill in the teacher's."
Jing Ci was taken aback.
Teacher Liu laughed: "Don't think it's troublesome teacher, the teacher is very happy. Just like the relevant notice of the national training team this time, do you want to call Teacher Zhao? I want to change with him."
With a sore nose, Jing Ci nodded vigorously.
After watching Jing Ci go back to his seat, Teacher Liu slammed down on the window sill, and did not hide the anger on his face.
This is because of Jing Ci's enthusiasm, he can support himself with bonuses at a young age, what if he is an ordinary student
Seventeen or eighteen years old is the time when self-esteem is the strongest. Wouldn't doing this ruin a child's life? !
Teacher Liu couldn't help but swear, and decided that he must always be vigilant against Jing's father in the future, and must not let him come to disturb Jing Ci.