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date="2021-11-01"

title="Chapter Fifty"

weight="142130"

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

mode = "manual"

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Jing Ci didn't hear the connotation, but felt that his expression was a bit wrong, but for a moment he couldn't understand what was wrong, so he nodded stupidly: "Yes, it's missing a centimeter."

Winning Pride couldn't help but laugh.

Jing Ci glanced at the screen again inexplicably. Is his height and weight so funny?

Ying Jiao leaned over and whispered a few words against his ear. Jing Ci's face turned red in an instant, he couldn't hold back from the measuring instrument, and he seemed to have to go to the study to escape.

Yingjiao put one hand in his pocket and followed him slowly. When he lowered his head to pretend to be a partridge, he sat next to him and touched his arm: "Tell me the problem?"

Yingjiao has a very thorough understanding of Jingci, and knows best how to pacify after teasing. Sure enough, after he said these words, Jing Ci immediately raised his head, resisting the embarrassment and said, "Which question?"

Ying Jiao smiled and opened the exercise book.

He didn't lie to Jing. When he was doing the papers in the afternoon, he did encounter several questions that he would not know. At that time, Jing Ci was concentrating on the question, so he didn't bother to bother him, and saved a lot now.

Focusing on the test questions, most of Jing Ci's embarrassment disappeared. He did the calculations on the papyrus, and raised his head to win the arrogant expression: "In the front of this question, the basic knowledge is investigated. Instrument A is a condenser, and the entrance of the water pouring into instrument A is b. Are you asking the next question?"

Ying Jiao's face also became serious, and he hummed: "The fourth and fifth questions."

Jing Ci nodded and said that he knew, "Come and take a look. The fourth question is to ask for the sulfur dioxide content in wine..."

Two people talked one by one, remembered the other, and quickly dealt with the problem of winning and arrogant accumulation.

"OK." Yingjiao habitually jotted down a few difficult points in his notes, planning to review it again every few days. He took out an unfinished blank paper from his schoolbag and spread it on the table while chuckles and said, "What can I do without you."

Jing Ci lowered his eyes and pursed his lower lip, feeling a little sweet in his heart.

He had finished his homework, so he watched Mathematical Olympiad while accompanying Yingjiao.

By half past nine, Yingjiao still had a set of math papers and a set of English papers left.

Jing Ci looked at the time, and when Ying Jiao stopped pen stretched his fingers, he said to him: "I have to go back."

"What are you going," Ying Jiao glanced at him: "I will live in my house tonight."

Jing Ci froze for a moment, and subconsciously refused: "No, I..."

Yingjiao interrupted him and insulted him: "You have to check your results tomorrow morning, it is not convenient to go home. I have a good internet speed, and no one will grab your computer with you."

Yingjiao is right. Jing's family doesn't have a study room, and the computer is in the master bedroom. Jing Ci hasn't touched it yet, but -

"I can check with my mobile phone."

Ying Jiao sneered: "Bullshit, many people will check scores by then. Your mobile phone can be faster than a computer?"

Jing Ci said silently, after a few seconds, "It's okay, I'll check it later."

Why are you so stubborn?

Yingjiao helplessly: "What happened to staying at my house for one night? No one else, just the two of us, are you embarrassed? We two haven't slept together." He paused, and added: "You still like it." go home?"

Jing Ci was silent, even if he wanted to find an excuse to refuse to win, he couldn't say that he liked to return to Jing's house.

"That's not enough." Ying Jiao stretched out a hand to him: "Give me the phone."

Jing Ci was stunned: "What do you do?"

"Call your home and say it." Ying Jiao smiled: "I'll do it."

Jing Ci still hesitated, he had never lived in someone else's house. Especially that person is arrogant, which makes him feel uncomfortable.

"The day after tomorrow is the New Year," Ying Jiao leaned back in his chair, looked into his eyes, and whispered softly: "Just as it is to accompany me for a new year in advance, okay?"

Jing Ci hadn't thought of winning the arrogance. He is not only alone, but the same is true of winning arrogance.

Suddenly, Jing Ci felt a little hypocritical, but he actually liked staying with Ying Jiao very much.

Just because he was nervous for not knowing why, he blindly refused to win arrogance, and forced him to say such weak words...

Thinking of Yingjiao spending the holidays alone at home, Jing Ci's chest becomes nauseous.

He took out his cell phone, found Jingfu's number and dialed it, and finally let go: "Okay."

As soon as the phone was connected, Jing Ci hadn't waited to speak, and Jing's father reprimanded: "Do you still know to call me? I thought you were dead outside?! Get me back quickly! Most of the night, the whole family Waiting to open the door for you without sleeping..."

Ying Jiao was right next to Jing Ci, and Jing Fu's verbal abuse passed through the handset of the mobile phone clearly into his ears.

He took a deep breath and couldn't listen anymore. He took the phone away from Jing Ci's ear, turned on the hands-free, and said indifferently, "Who are you? You can't speak and shut up. If you can't close it, you can eat something and stop immediately."

When Jing's father heard that his voice was wrong, he was stunned. He took the phone away and looked at the screen. Yes, it was indeed Jing Ci's name.

He was so confused that he forgot to be scolded: "You..."

"What are you? Give dad another try?" Ying Jiao interrupted him, coldly said: "I gave you a face, right?"

"No... who are you?" After being scolded continuously, Jing's father was also angry: "Is this phone yours? Where is Jing Ci?"

"Oh, yes," Yingjiao apologized insincerely: "I'm sorry, I'm Jing Ci's classmate. Just what you said, I thought I accidentally assigned Jing Ci's enemy."

Jing's father was angry and embarrassed, and it was not easy to be arrogant to win. After holding back for a long time, he said in an utterly angry voice: "You have something to do with me?"

"Tell you, Jing Ci will live in my house on vacation." Ying Jiao pressed his left hand on Jing Ci's head lightly, and smiled inexplicably: "You can sleep at any time. You don't need to leave the door for him. ."

Father Jing had the best face. After being ridiculed by him, he suddenly felt like he was slapped in the face, so hot and painful. Without even asking Yingjiao's name, he answered vaguely. hang up the phone.

Ying Jiao stared at the phone screen for a while, then turned to Jing Ci: "That old...your dad always has this attitude toward you?"

Jing Ci was still immersed in his sudden operation, and nodded in a daze.

"Fuck." Ying Jiao threw the phone on the bed, and the three-point anger in his heart suddenly turned into seven.

He really likes and can't wait to hold the person in his palm from time to time, and he has been insulted and scolded by others in places he doesn't know. Ying Jiao felt angry and painful, and couldn't help but burst into a swear word: "Just like this, you go home and give me a fart. Just stay here. Have you heard?"

Yingjiao's tone was not good, even a little hostile, but Jing Ci was a little happy for not knowing why.

He secretly pressed the corners of his curled lips and nodded gently for a while.

Jing Ci only brought a schoolbag, and didn't have any washing tools. Fortunately, there are many problems with winning arrogance, the toothbrushes are changed frequently, there are new ones at home, only the change of clothes——

"Mind if you wear mine?" Ying Jiao turned his head and saw Jing Ci follow behind him obediently, his heart softened, and his voice softened: "It's not new, but it's cleaned."

Jing Ci shook his head: "Don't mind."

Ying Jiao opened the cabinet and found a set of dark blue cotton pajamas and handed it to Jing Ci: "Go take a shower, you have used the bathroom, everything is in the same place."

Jing Ci took it, and just wanted to thank him, Ying Jiao said again: "Underpants, do you wear mine or disposable ones?"

Jing Ci looked down and said unnaturally, "It's a one-off."

"Okay." Yingjiao rummaged in the drawer, found the pack of disposable underwear they bought when they went to the small hotel last time, and pulled out a pair of underwear. Buy another pack..."

"No need!" Jing Ci resisted the heat and snatched the underwear. He didn't know what he was talking about: "It's quite, quite suitable, just right."

Ying Jiao glanced at him with a faint smile: "Okay, you just say it's just right."

Jing Ci breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'm going to wash it."

Ying Jiao let out a hum, and when Jing Ci turned around, he suddenly stopped as if he was thinking of something.

"Wait, there's one more thing."

Jing Ci was puzzled: "What?"

"Come out immediately after washing," Ying Jiao looked into his eyes, with a tone of joking and seriousness: "If you dare to clean things up again..."

He slowly raised his lips, and said every word: "I don't mind washing with you, staring at you all the time."

Take a bath with Yingjiao...

Just thinking about it, Jing Ci felt that his whole person was about to burn. He nodded indiscriminately, walked into the bathroom with pretense, and closed the door tightly.

While recalling Jing Ci's embarrassed expression, Ying Jiao walked into the study and continued to work on the questions.

When he finished writing one third of the English paper, Jing Ci came out.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Ying Jiao stopped pen raised his eyes and looked over.

Ying Jiao's heart jumped heavily, and he suddenly understood why the men on the Internet were so keen to let the other half wear their own clothes.

Jing Ci was stiff and thin, and his pajamas were empty on him, obviously one size bigger. It is not sloppy, but has a different kind of temptation.

Yingjiao's gaze moved from his button to the top button, to the exposed white neck, and to the face that had no expression but was slightly flushed by the hot water...

Ying Jiao's throat tightened, and his body suddenly tightened.

But Jingci was still ignorant, and even walked towards him: "I'm done, you go."

Ying Jiao clenched his fists, looked away restrainedly, and said in a low voice: "Is the ground not cleaned up?"

Jing Ci nodded embarrassedly: "No."

"Ah," Ying Jiao cleared his throat and stood up: "Then I'm going."

Jing Ci gave a hum, and walked around him and wanted to sit on a chair.

But the pajamas were looser than normal clothes. He wore a size bigger, and accidentally stepped on the trouser legs. Just as Jing Ci wanted to lift his pants up, Ying Jiao suddenly squatted down in front of him.

Jing Ci was surprised: "What are you...what?"

"Don't move." Ying Jiao stretched out his hand and helped him pull up his trouser legs little by little: "Be careful of falling. You have to prepare a few more sets of your clothes at home next time."

Regarding Jingci's obsessive-compulsive disorder, Yingjiao tries to make every fold the same width. When both trouser legs were rolled up, he raised his head and smiled at Jing Ci, and said softly: "Come and see, am I pulling right and wrong?"

Jing Ci lowered his eyes and met his smiling eyes, his heartbeat suddenly stalled.

He suddenly felt that the best thing in his two periods of life was not the perfect score test paper in the iron box, nor the first place time and time again, but the encounter with this person.

Jing Ci was once the most afraid of being intimate with others, and his parents who were related by blood could abandon him ruthlessly, let alone others. People who are good with you today might turn their heads and become good friends of others.

Rather than endure this pain, it is better to be alone in the beginning.

But now he suddenly didn't want to be like this. He didn't care about any plot or possible alienation in the future.

He just wanted to open his heart and try to accept winning arrogance. Even if... even if one day he will dislike him and alienate him like everyone else.

"Symmetrical." Jing Ci's voice was a little dumb, his eyelashes trembled, and he said seriously again: "Extremely symmetrical."

"That's good." Ying Jiao smiled, stood up, and rubbed his head smoothly: "I'm going to take a bath."

After Yingjiao washed and washed, it was still early, so he finished writing the English paper, and then went to bed with Jingci.

There is only one bedroom at home, and of course also one bed. When Yingjiao suggested that the two should put on the same quilt, Jing Ci did not refuse, but kept his face warm and said, "I can do it."

Ying Jiao looked at his slender and thick eyelashes, and really wanted to hold him in his arms and kiss and rub them.

Why is Jing Ci so cute, so cute that he doesn't know how to like him.

The 1.8-meter bed is more than enough for two boys. Ying Jiao pushed the quilt toward Jing Ci, watched him tuck the quilt, desperately restrained the urge to kiss him, and said softly: "Go to sleep, I turn off the lights."

Jing Ci's heartbeat was so fast that he could hardly speak, and only nodded.

The bedside lamp flicked off, and the room plunged into darkness, and neither of them moved.

Jing Ci curled up in the quilt, trying to make his breathing more stable. It wasn't until the heartbeat gradually calmed down that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Darkness is the best umbrella, Jing Ci took the opportunity of turning over and moved quietly and slightly towards Yingjiao.

Although he was still a little shy, he still couldn't let go. But because of the person next to him, he slept on a strange bed for the first time, but he felt warm and at ease.

Jing Ci's biological clock is always on time, and after relaxing, he soon fell asleep.

Contrary to him, it is winning arrogance.

Even though he usually has a lot of poems, he is just a young man who has just begun to love him.

The person I like lay next to him, wearing his pajamas, pillowing his pillow, and covering his quilt, Yingjiao's mood jumped uncontrollably.

He wanted to jump twice, he wanted to roll on the bed, he even wanted to go downstairs and run a few laps.

The terrible awakened Jing Ci, but in fact he didn't dare to even move.

I don't know how long the ceiling has been staring at, until Jing Ci's even breathing sound came from his ears, and Ying Jiao curled his lips and gently climbed up.

He is so happy. It is self-evident that a defensive person like Jing Ci can accept staying at his home and cover the same quilt with him.

He is different in Jing Ci's mind.

The more think about winning, the more excited become, but can't find a way to vent. In the end, couldn't stand it anymore, and stretched his claws to the mobile phone on the bedside table.

Who do you want to be angry with when you are alone...

Yingjiao opened WeChat and clicked on the small group with He congee.

[Arrogance]: Are you all asleep?

It was just after eleven o'clock, and finally took a vacation, the other three were not willing to sleep. Seeing the new news, thinking that something was wrong with Yingjiao, they responded to him one after another.

[He family, your uncle]: Didn't sleep, what's wrong?

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: No sleep or sleep, wow, brother Jiao, your house is super comfortable!

[Peng Chengcheng]:?

Ying Jiao leaned on the bed, glanced at Jing Ci, who was sleeping soundly next to him, raised his phone, and took a photo of the slightly bulging quilt.

The flash came on with a click, and Ying Jiao was taken aback. Seeing Jing Ci slept well without being disturbed, he breathed a sigh of relief and sent the photo to the group.

[Pride]: [Photo]

[He Family Your Uncle]: What is this? can not read.

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Quilt? What are you doing with the quilt?

[Peng Chengcheng]:? ? ?

[Arrogance]: Blind? Can't even see Jingci?

[Arrogance]: He wears my pajamas tonight, lives in my house, and covers a quilt with me. Explain this way, do you understand?

[He Family Your Uncle]: No, are we blind or are you sick? Who can tell if you take a quilt is Jingci, when we have clairvoyance?

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: No, no, no! Ho! The point is wrong! ! Why is Jing Ci on the bed of Jiao Brothers? ? ! Why? !

【Peng Chengcheng】:…………

[Arrogance]: If you don't shoot the quilt, do you still want to see Jing Ci's face? When I didn't sleep, I started to dream.

[Arrogance]: What happened to Jing Ci in my bed? Old Liu has admitted our relationship, do you have any comments?

[He family, your uncle]: Get out of here! ! ! ! ! !

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Suddenly sympathize with Lao Liu... Forget it, just be happy.

[Arrogance]: Of course I am happy, so happy I want to sleep with Jing Ci. Come on, fight for a person to fall asleep quickly and lonely and coldly.

[Hejia, your uncle]:...

[Zheng Que is incorrect]:...

【Peng Chengcheng】:……

After showing off in the group, Yingjiao finally eased the excitement a little bit, put down the phone, moved to Jing Ci shamelessly, and fell asleep.

The next morning, because Jing Ci wanted to check his grades, he didn't want to be in bed, so he got up with him after six o'clock. While making the papers, wait until eight o'clock.

At 7:50, Yingjiao put down his pen and said to Jing, "Give me your ID card and admission ticket, and I'll check it for you."

Jing Ci nodded, took out his ID and handed it to him.

Not many people participated in the competition in Donghai Province, and of course not many people checked their results. But the official website is like this, it will be stuck at a critical moment.

Yingjiao refreshed it several times, and even entered his ID number three or four times, and almost dropped the mouse, only to get Jing Ci's score.

One try: 101

Second try: 125.

Total score: 226.

The highest score since Donghai Province participated in the national mathematics competition.

The author has something to say: Little theater, win arrogance: When you are alone, who do you want to be angry with...

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