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date="2021-11-01"

title="Chapter Twenty"

weight="142020"

series = ["Dressed as The School Grass’ Ex-boyfriend"]

mode = "manual"

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Yingjiao and they played noisily all night yesterday, and a bunch of drunk boys crowded in the box for the night. slept until noon the next day before got up in a daze and went out to find food.

Others just got up and rubbed their faces and left. They won the arrogance but the idol weighed a ton of burden. They had to let Zheng Que go out and help him buy a set of washing tools, make do with it in the bathroom to tidy up, and then go out. .

Looking at Jing Ci's stunned face in front, Ying Jiao raised the corners of his lips slightly, very lucky that he didn't get along with those slackers in the morning.

Jing Ci was still a little unresponsive, and looked at Ying Jiao blankly: "Why are you here?"

Ying Jiao threw half of the milk tea in his hand into the trash can, and walked over and said, "I didn't go home because I did it too late last night." He raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiang Jingci: "Are you going back to study in advance?"

Jingci lowered his eyelids: "Yeah."

Ying Jiao smiled and didn't ask much.

"Have you eaten? Let's go together."

"I've eaten." Jing Ci shook his head and refused. He wanted to say something. Zheng Que, who had been waiting behind him, ran over: "Go, come with us if you run into it. You are alone anyway."

Zheng Que was nervous like Dinghai Shenzhen. He didn't know that he had accidentally stabbed Jing Ci's pain point, and he still smiled and persuaded: "If you eat, eat more. What does it mean to be alone, there are too many people..."

"Don't you have something to go back?" Before the rest was finished, he was interrupted by Yingjiao.

Yingjiao smiled and looked at him: "Then go back first and leave me alone."

Zheng Que's eyes widened: "When will I..."

"Yes, yes, yes, let's accompany Old Zheng, brother Jiao, do it yourself." He Zhou walked up, covering Zheng Que's mouth with one hand, and dragging him back with the other.

Zheng Que was still struggling, trying to speak out the doubt in his heart, but was kicked silently by Peng Chengcheng and left miserably.

The obstruction was finally solved. Ying Jiao pressed the bright phone screen to check the time, and said to Jing, "Now the school hasn't opened, and you can't go in. Come with me to have a meal?"

He smiled and pointed to the backs of He Zhou who were almost invisible, and shamelessly sold them out: "They are all gone, I don't really want to eat alone."

Jing Ci hesitated for a moment, but nodded: "Okay."

Yingjiao chose a tea restaurant and wanted to order a few dishes at will, but when he thought of Jingci's habit of not having leftovers, he only ordered a platter of honey-glazed barbecued pork and roasted ribs, plus a garlic spinach. After confirming that Jing Ci had really eaten it, he didn't order his portion, so that he couldn't eat it and stuffed it into his stomach so hard that he only asked for a portion of Yangzhi nectar.

"Lao Liu and the others are approving the papers at school today," Ying Jiao drank the keel soup, and said to Jingci, "We might run into him when we go back."

The efficiency of the provincial experiment teacher is very high. After the exam, it is absolutely no more than three days before the results are all out.

Within four days, the red list will definitely be posted at the door of a teaching building so that all teachers and students who come in and out can see it.

Ying Jiao smiled: "Seeing you working so hard now, he must be very happy."

Jing Ci pursed his lower lip in embarrassment: "It's nothing, just study normally."

While the two were talking, Yang Zhi Ganlu delivered it, and Ying Jiao pushed the bowl to Jing Ci: "Yours."

Jing Ci was surprised: "I don't want it."

"It's okay, you have lost time to dine with me," Ying Jiao pushed back again: "I don't know if you like it or not, I just order it at will."

Jing Ci didn't want to take advantage of him anymore, but he was too tough to refuse, so he could only answer: "Thank you."

But was worried in heart, should give him something this time.

Yingjiao didn't know that Jing Ci was trying to draw a line with him in his heart, and said while eating: "Try it, how about it?"

Jing Ci picked up the spoon, dug a small sip, and put it in his mouth.

The ingredients used in this shop are very conscientious. The mangoes put in it are sweet and rich, with rich milky and fruity aromas. When entered it, felt a hint of coolness, delicious and refreshing.

"It's delicious and sweet." Jing Ci replied, swallowing the pulp in his mouth.

Ying Jiao took a closer look at his look and saw that he really liked it, so he was relieved.

Jing Ci thanked him again: "Thank you."

"You are polite." Ying Jiao chuckles: "You..."

As soon as he started his head in a sentence, the phone he put on the table suddenly began to vibrate. Ying Jiao glanced down at the caller ID and directly cut off the call.

But there was no reluctance, and he kept hitting here, swearing not to give up if he didn't connect.

Ying Jiao put down his chopsticks and said to Jing, "I'll go out and answer the phone."

Jing Ci nodded and motioned for him to be casual.

Yingjiao walked to the door before pressing the answer button.

"Yingjiao, you bitch!!" As soon as the call was connected, the people over there couldn't wait to curse: "Did you do it? Did you stabbed me out of my business?!"

Ying Shengjun did a good job in the college entrance examination this year, and got a local 211. Let Ying's father change his indifference to him before, not only found him a fiancee with a strong family background, but also held an engagement banquet last month.

Ying Shengjun is very satisfied with his fiancée, who is authentic, white, rich and beautiful, with a soft personality, and is especially suitable for being a wife.

But he did not inherit the business talent of Winning Father, but inherited his flower heart.

Even if you have a fiancée, you still meet your sister outside. Change one overnight, and do not repeat the same every night.

He concealed it well, and his fiancée didn't find the slightest clue, and he was getting better and better.

However, just a few days ago, photos of him and his sister entering and leaving nightclubs and hotels were suddenly spread all over the sky. School forums, post bars, class groups, and even his fiancee’s company did not escape.

In the photo, although the girls' faces are blurred, his faces are high-definition, which makes him want to fool around.

His fiancee, who has a soft personality and has always been obedient to him, is uncharacteristically, and insists on breaking the marriage contract.

Over the past few days, Ying Shengjun has been devastated. was looked at with strange gazes outside, and had to be reprimanded by father when returned home, and life was extremely miserable.

He checked for several days but failed to find the perpetrator.

Up to now, suddenly reacted, except for Yingjiao, no one can do such a thing!

"You're looking for death!" Ying Shengjun cursed and said cruelly: "Don't look at what you are! Do you think this kind of method can mess me up in front of my father?! You dream! I tell you to win the pride, you Mom is dead but my mom still..."

Ying Jiao hung up the phone without expression, and pulled the number of Ying Shengjun into the blacklist.

He leaned against the wall, lowered his eyes indifferently, and the violent emotions in his heart kept accumulating, almost bursting his whole person.

Yingjiao's chest undulated violently. He endured desperately, took a cigarette out of his pocket and took two sips before he could barely suppress those dark emotions.

Jing Ci waited for a long time in the deck before waiting for Yingjiao to come back.

He has a faint smell of tobacco, and the expression on his face is the same as when he went out, but Jing Ci is very sensitive to people's emotions, and he can see that Ying Jiao is not in a good mood at a glance.

He had no intention of exploring other people’s sex, nor did he want to have a relationship with Yingjiao La, but when he thought of this person unconsciously spending that difficult time with him last night, he hesitated for a while, and he still asked, "What happened? ?"

"Huh?" Ying Jiao raised his head.

"Are you in a bad mood?" Jing Ci was not good at comforting people. In the past, there was no one who needed him to comfort him. He racked his brains thinking about the excuses, but in the end he only squeezed out a dry sentence: "Is there anything I can help you with? ?"

Ying Jiao was irritable, and he tried his best to maintain the calm on his face, not wanting to lose his temper in front of Jing Ci. When I heard his first sentence, I wanted to fool it. Who knows that Jing Ci has something to do with it.

"Yes." Ying Jiao put down his chopsticks, raised the corners of his lips and looked at Jing Ci: "It depends on whether you are willing or not?"

Jing Ci nodded immediately: "You said, as long as I can do it."

The Yang Zhi Ganlu at hand was still slightly cool, and just received the Jing Ci of winning the arrogant kindness, and simply won the ticket.

Ying Jiao chuckles, lazily leaning back in his chair, looking at Jing Ci: "Come here, give me a hug."

Jing Ci was startled: "What?"

Yingjiao stood up, took two steps forward, and said casually: "Don't you do everything that can be done? I need to hug you now to ease my emotions."

Jing Ci glared at him, shrinking back: "Stop making trouble!"

Seeing this look of him avoiding himself, Ying Jiao smiled sarcastically, then turned around and said, "Let's go."

Jing Ci glanced at most of the leftover food: "Are you going to eat it?"

With a hum, Ying Jiao stepped out the door.

Jing Ci hesitated for a moment, a little reluctant, but thinking of Yingjiao's deep eyes, he still didn't say anything, and walked out in silence.

The business of this tea restaurant is good, and the owner is quite business savvy. Stacks of beautifully packaged desserts are placed at the front desk. Sometimes guests feel good after eating, and they will take a box with them when they check out.

At this time, Yingjiao has already taken the lead.

When passing the front desk, Jing Ci paused in his footsteps, took two steps forward, and finally turned back: "I want a box of mango crisps."

On the way back to school, Ying Jiao was extremely silent, no longer teasing Jing, nor joking with him, the two of them went into the dormitory building speechless all the way.

At the gate of 301, Jing Ci stopped and stopped Yingjiao, who was still moving forward: "Wait."

Ying Jiao turned his head and looked at Jing Ci frivolously: "Why, miss me?"

Jing Ci ignored him, took two steps forward, and stuffed the box of mango crisps into his hands.

Yingjiao was stunned for a moment, and some words were unremarkable: "For...me?"

"Yeah." Jing Ci nodded, took out the key to open the door, and said, "You didn't have enough food at noon."

The mango pastry was just out of the oven, and the bottom of the box was still warm. Ying Jiao held the exquisite box and got scalded in his heart.

Something broke out of the ground at this moment, and it grew into a small sprout in the blink of an eye.

"You..." Yingjiao's Adam's apple rolled a few times, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he confirmed again: "Did you buy it specifically for me?"

Jing Ci had already pushed open the door of the dormitory. He glanced at him and said calmly: "Yeah."

Ying Jiao closed his eyes, held the dessert box tightly, felt his heart beating faster and faster, and cursed a swear word in his heart.

Jing Ci ignored him and was about to close the dormitory door when Ying Jiao suddenly reached out and jammed the door.

Jing Ci was puzzled: "Is there anything else?"

Yingjiao didn't enter his dormitory, but looked down at him slightly, and said with a chuckle: "I know you are telling the truth now."

"what?"

"The Yangzhi Ganlu at noon today," Yingjiao said, "It's really sweet and delicious."

Jing Ci still didn't understand what he meant, and slightly opened his eyes and looked up at him: "Ah? Why are you suddenly..."

Before he finished speaking, a slender finger suddenly touched his lips.

"The mouth is suddenly so sweet," Yingjiao's fingers ran slightly hard, his voice was low, with a slight dumbness: "Did you eat Yangzhi Nectar?"

He licked his lips, his aggressive eyes fell on Jing Ci's lips, and he said meaningfully, "Next time, give me a taste."