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date="2021-11-01"

title="Chapter Fifty Nine"

weight="142161"

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

mode = "manual"

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Jing Ci's back was against the hard concrete wall, his white and slender neck was forced to stand up high, the neck line was stretched and straight, and the raised Adam's apple rolled up and down, fragile and seductive.

Yingjiao's breath was hot and heavy, pressing hard on him, both fierce and ruthless.

After a brief blank in his mind, Jing Ci suddenly returned to his senses and began to fiercely resist.

However, Yingjiao didn't feel the pain, and didn't care about the strength of hitting him. He clasped his hands on the back of his neck, lifted his face, and kissed him hard.

With weak legs, Jing Ci desperately clenched his fists to keep himself awake, and finally accumulated enough strength to push away the pride.

His cheeks were flushed, his chest undulated violently, and his voice was panting: "Are you... are you crazy?"

Ying Jiao looked down at him.

Jing Ci's lip color was originally natural pink, but at this moment, he was blushed by the kiss, with a thin layer of water glowing on it.

Ying Jiao suddenly laughed, bowed his head and kissed again.

This time, no matter how Jing Ci pushed or resisted, he never let go.

Gradually, Jing Ci's strength in resisting him became less and less, and in the end, he could only lean on the wall freely and let him do whatever he wanted.

"Hey, open your mouth." Ying Jiao pressed his lips to his lips, and his voice was hoarse and low.

At this moment, Jing Ci's neck was red, his eyelashes trembled, and he lowered his eyes and didn't speak or move.

Ying Jiao embraced his waist, rubbed him into his arms, grabbed his hand and clasped his fingers: "Obey."

In the huge clothes drying area, only the sound of the cloth blowing up in the wind can be heard quietly.

Winning arrogance and depressing breath came from my ears, and then again.

His lips were hot, and he pecked at the corner of Jing Ci's lips.

Jing Ci felt his vibrating chest, struggling to raise a hand, but then dropped weakly in midair.

He closed his eyes and opened his lips slightly for a long time.

Winning arrogance drove straight forward in an instant.

His lips and tongue were intertwined, and a small, ambiguous sound of water stains was covered in the wind.

I don't know how long it has been, the Jingci, who has always had a strong concept of time, couldn't feel the passage of time for the first time in his brain, and Yingjiao finally let go of him.

"Baby, I really..." Ying Jiao put his forehead against his forehead and sighed: "I like you so much."

The love surging in his heart almost overwhelmed him. He had never liked someone so much.

Like to Jingci, he just asked him to kiss him, but he wanted to give him his life.

Jing Ci didn't speak, his breathing was rapid, his ears were red, and the palms held by Ying Jiao were moist.

He wanted to escape, wanted to find a place where no one was there, but his hands and feet did not listen.

Ying Jiao stretched out his hand and gently stroked the back of his neck until his heartbeat and body reaction slowly calmed down.

The sky-blue sheets were blown up by the wind, and mischievously covered their heads, and the light around them was instantly dimmed.

Half dim and half light, Ying Jiao asked Jing Ci: "Do you like me?"

Jing Ci suffocated his breath, his cheeks almost burning with heat.

He pursed his lips and said nothing.

Yingjiao didn't urge him, and quietly waited for his answer.

There was a faint smell of shampoo from the end of the nose. don't know if it was Jing Ci or his. It couldn't hide the strong smell of washing powder on the sheets.

Ying Jiao lightly sniffed the exact same smell on the two of them, only feeling that their hearts were softened.

He asked again: "Do you like me?"

After a long while, Jing Ci finally nodded softly and slightly.

The roots of winning the arrogance gradually became popular.

He moved his throat, suppressing 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 resisted the shame and raised his eyes to look at Ying Jiao.

He is handsome, a little cold when he is not smiling, and has a very aggressive handsomeness. At this moment, he was staring at himself without blinking, eager for an answer.

Jing Ci, who has always been sensible, didn't know what to do for the first time.

Promise?

But now he has nothing, even the tuition fee for the next semester.

He likes to win arrogance, he likes to win arrogance so much, even a bowl of longevity noodles want to give him the best, so don't want to be with him at this time.

At the very least, he has to wait for him to be admitted to the best university, with a promising future and the ability to take on the future of two people.

However, all Jing Ci's planning and reasoning disappeared without a trace in the eyes of Ying Jiao's anticipation.

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 to give.

"It's okay," Ying Jiao took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

He understands Jing Ci's thoughts, anyway, he is such a person in his life, he can afford to wait, as long as...

Yingjiao's pupils shrank suddenly.

The blue sheets were blown by the wind, and his eyes were instantly bright. He saw Jing Ci nodded lightly when the sun was rare in winter.

By the time the two returned to the classroom, it was almost time for lunch break.

Along the way, the red on Jing Ci's face did not fade. As soon as he sat down in his seat, the person who had never taken a nap fell on his back for the first time.

Contrary to him, it is winning arrogance.

The corners of Yingjiao's lips were provoked uncontrollably, and he was really too happy.

I was happily waiting to snatch Feng Dalou's speaker, standing under the national flag, and announcing to the teachers and students of the school that Jing Ci was already his boyfriend. Let those crazy bees and butterflies who are still secretly rubbing their thoughts, stay where they are cool.

But he can't, he has to endure, endure desperately.

Ying Jiao held Jing Ci's hand under the table, calmed down for a long time, but did not hold back. Take out the phone with the other hand, click on the WeChat group, and start typing——

[Arrogance]: I think I should quit the group.

After seeing the news, several people, He Cong, suddenly looked inexplicable and whispered secretly behind them.

He porridge: "You two messed with him?"

Zheng Que died innocently: "How could it be possible that Old Peng doesn't even jump out of the word like a dumb every day! I can't even do it anymore. What's more, he is either studying or clinging to Jing Ci. I'm fast. Forget what he looks like!"

He congee: "...Then why did he suddenly go crazy?"

Zheng Que didn't care where he opened WeChat: "Who knows, just ask."

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: What's wrong with Brother Jiao?

[Arrogance]: I now feel that I am incompatible with you.

[Peng Chengcheng]:? ?

[He family, your uncle]: No...what do you mean when you speak human words?

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Brother Jiao, are you asking for attention?

[Pride]: 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]:…………

[Hejia, your uncle]:............

【Peng Chengcheng】:…………

[He family, your uncle]: Ha ha, have a boyfriend? You unilaterally agree with Jingci?

Ying Jiao gently shook the hand of Xia Jingci, the smile on his face deepened, and he typed.

[Arrogance]: Both sides.

Behind, the phones of several people He Zhou dropped to the ground.

"Fuck!" He Jiang didn't hold back the swear word, trying to say something, but his gaze fell on Jing Ci, and when he swallowed it to his mouth, he picked up the phone and replied in the group——

[He family your uncle]: Are you serious? ? ? ?

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: True or false? ? I do not believe!

[Pride]: Do you know why I type with one hand? Because the other one just needs to be with my boyfriend.

[Arrogance]: Okay, I won’t tell you anymore. Only 99% of the battery is left on the phone, so I have to keep in touch with Jing Ci.

[Zheng Que is incorrect]:…………

[Hejia, your uncle]:............

【Peng Chengcheng】:…………

He gruel almost slammed the phone on his head, "Fuck, is he sick?!"

Zheng Que stared at the phone screen unconsciously, and muttered: "Pity me, quit my brother. I was blind at a young age, and I saw such an old hooligan."

Peng Chengcheng said blankly on the side: "I originally liked it."

He congee and Zheng Que stayed for a while, only then remembered that before, Jing Ci really chased and won the arrogant run.

But they don't know why, they can't match the present Jingci with the former him at all.

He porridge shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, it's up to us, let's set the group chat to do not disturb first."

I used to show up every day when I wasn't together, but now I'm still together!

With a word that awakened the dreamer, Zheng Que and Peng Chengcheng clicked on the group chat in an instant, and set a ruthless message to avoid interruption.

On the first day of love, Ying Jiao thought that he could be too tired and crooked with Jing Ci for a while. Who knew that when 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 did not fall asleep, and he still couldn't recover.

Did you really fall in love with Yingjiao?

He...has a boyfriend?

Jing Ci doesn't know how to get along with lovers, he doesn't have any experience. But... he will do his best to be as good as he is to himself.

The corners of Jing Ci's lips curled slightly, abandoning the distracting thoughts in his mind, and began to work on the question seriously.

Although there are only three questions on the paper, the standard answer time is four and a half hours. When 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 after dinner, and the bell rang after class four.

"It's also very good in a small classroom." Zhou Chao sighed: "At least you don't need to grab it when you eat. Do you think you are Ci brother?"

"Yeah." Jing Ci replied, eating while thinking about whether to return to the classroom later, Yingjiao must have a lot of questions to ask on this day.

But didn't know what was going on. It was obviously something had been doing before, but Jing Ci was a little embarrassed at this moment. Even after the meal was over, he had not made a decision yet.

"Are you going back to the classroom?" Zhou Chao took the dinner plate to the recycling station and asked Jing Ci: "I have to go back and take all my schoolbags so that I can go back to the dormitory directly after the evening self-study."

When someone followed along, Jing Ci's embarrassment disappeared a lot, and he nodded, "Go back."

When the two of them came out of the canteen, Jing Ci's cell phone suddenly shook. He quickly picked it up and found that it was Zheng Que.

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Brother Ci, is Brother Jiao with you?

[Jing]: No, what's wrong?

Yingjiao and the others ordered takeaway tonight, so they ate faster. After the takeaway box was destroyed, Zheng Que immediately took out his mobile phone and greeted He Congee and Peng Chengcheng to play a game.

At the end of the semester, the teacher watched so tightly that he didn't dare to touch his mobile phone often, so that he dropped a lot of rankings.

Zheng Que and the others have a total of three people, playing in the arena of the four-man team, the system needs to match another teammate.

Who knows that he didn't know what bad luck he had taken today, three in a row, and the matches were all rookies. Not only did the ranking not rise, but it dropped.

Zheng Que was so angry that he almost didn't catch his head, so he wanted to bring Yingjiao to fight with them. But Yingjiao didn't know where he was going, and he sent several WeChat messages without replying.

Zheng Que originally thought he was looking for Jing Ci, but when he asked, he knew that there was no such thing.

He was about to reply that it was okay, and suddenly remembered that there was only 99% of the battery power left at noon in Yingjiao, and he wanted to keep the remarks about contacting Jingci, and his body was shocked.

Isn't this person deliberately not replying to himself? Don't say, this thing can really be done to win arrogance.

Zheng Que leaned back, he still has to figure out what's going on today—

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Brother Ci, please help me ask Brother Jiao if he is going to jjc.

He didn't dare to hit the arena directly, because Jingci felt that he was deliberately tempting to win the arrogant hitting game, so he used the abbreviation consciously so that Jingci couldn't understand it.

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: I asked him before and didn't reply. I don't know if I didn't see it or I was too lazy to return. It's a bit anxious, you can help me ask, he will definitely reply to your message as soon as possible.

Zheng Que... How did Zheng Que know that Yingjiao would reply to his news as soon as possible?

Jing Ci's cheeks were slightly hot, and he forgot to ask what jjc was, and directly agreed.

[Jing]: Good.

He clicked on the portrait of Yingjiao and sent him a message as Zheng Que said——

[Jing]: Zheng Que asks if you are going to jjc.

In the second-year science office, Yingjiao opened the door and walked out with an application form for dormitory change. He looked down at the place that needed to be filled, and then chuckled and took out the phone that had shaken several times.

Ying Jiao clicked on WeChat, saw the message Jing Ci had sent him, and read Zheng Que's message below. It suddenly became clear that Zheng Que couldn't find him, so he deliberately let Jing Ci try.

I didn't have any kindness, but rarely did a good thing.

Ying Jiao brows and smiles typing reply.

[Arrogance]: jjc?

Jing Ci replied in an instant

[Jing]: Yes.

Yingjiao blew the whistle in a very good mood, glanced at the application form in his hand, and typed——

[Arrogance]: 18 cm.

[Pride]: Do you want to inspect the goods?

The author has something to say: Little theater, Yingjiao: Very good, Jing Ci is now ready to have an in-depth exchange with me.