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date="2021-11-01"

title="Chapter Sixty"

weight="142169"

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

mode = "manual"

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Jing Ci didn't understand the meaning of winning, he just felt that his answer was a bit different from Zheng Que's question. After hesitating, he still didn't send it to Zheng Que immediately.

"Brother Ci, I'm in the classroom." The second class was at the top of the stairs, and Zhou Chao stopped and greeted him.

Jing Ci nodded and thought for a while and said: "You can leave after you are ready, don't wait for me."

He didn't know how many problems there were on Yingjiao, and he couldn't estimate the time it would take.

"Okay." Zhou Chao saw that he was looking at his mobile phone all the way, thinking that he had something to do, so he readily responded and opened the door into the classroom.

Jing Ci lowered his head, tapped his finger on the screen, and was about to ask more about Yingjiao when his shoulders were suddenly caught.

He raised his head, his face flushed suddenly: "Why are you here?"

Ying Jiao smiled in his eyes, and said: "I just came out of the office and heard someone call your name behind. I didn't expect it to be you really. We are fate..."

Jing Ci's heart was slightly sweet. He put down his phone and just wanted to ask him if he had any news about Zheng Que. Suddenly, Ying Jiao shook the blank paper in his hand at him and said, "Change the dormitory application form to meet your requirements. "

Jing Ci did not understand: "My request?"

Ying Jiao nodded, and the smile on his face deepened: "Aren't you going to inspect the goods?" Seeing Jingci still ignorant, he leaned in his ear and said a few words in a low voice.

Jing Ci: "..."

Jing Ci shook his hand and almost didn't hold the phone. His face flushed, and he whispered: "You... don't talk nonsense."

"Didn't you ask me first?" Winning the arrogance and hitting a rake, shamelessly said: "Why don't you tell me, little classmate, you are too domineering, right?"

Zheng Que definitely didn't mean that, Jing Ci knew that Yingjiao was teasing him. He pursed his lower lip, tried to make himself behave more naturally, and changed the subject: "You, do you have any questions today?"

Winning arrogance and laughter: "After a long time, my biggest rival in love is learning."

He stretched his hand to open the door of Class 7 classroom, let Jing Ci go in first, and said, "Yes, I remember all of them."

Jing Ci sat down on his seat and took out a pen from his pencil case: "Bring it to me to see."

Zheng Que saw the two of them coming back together, so he rushed over with his mobile phone and wanted to question. After being given a warning glance by Yingjiao, he ran back dingy.

Ying Jiao turned his head, turned out the two workbooks, found the marked wrong question, and pushed it in front of Jing Ci.

For Jing Ci, these questions were very simple, and he immediately had ideas after reading the questions. After doing the calculations on the paper and writing the result, he turned his eyes to Yingjiao: "You come..."

Jing Ci's voice stopped abruptly.

Next to him, Ying Jiaozheng leaned his chin with one hand and looked at him unblinkingly, with gentle brows and an unconcealable smile on his face.

Jing Ci turned his eyes away, and his heartbeat started to speed up.

He secretly exhaled and raised his eyes again, and the eyes of Yingjiao still stayed on him.

With eyes facing each other, Jing Ci couldn't help but slightly curled his lips.

"Look...Let's take a look at the question." Jing Ci cast his eyes down, shutting out the hot gaze of Yingjiao, trying to calm the throbbing in his heart: "The exam is coming soon."

At this moment, Ying Jiao especially wants to rub him and kiss him. He simply couldn't understand, how could there be such a lovely person in this world as Jing Ci. Even the curvature of the curled hair is more pleasing than others.

Ke Jingci still cared about his study when he was so busy, and Yingjiao couldn't bear to let him down.

Yingjiao squeezed his fist restrainedly, suppressed the turbulent feelings in his heart, and nodded: "Okay."

More than three months of hard work has allowed Yingjiao to make rapid progress, and he can no longer be troubled by many basic questions.

Jing Ci was a little satisfied, but also a little proud. After telling him all the questions and making sure that he understood them all, he wondered in his heart that after a while, he would have to change to a slightly more difficult set of exercises.

"It's all done." Ying Jiao wrote the last word, closed the exercise book, looked up at the time, and said: "Go, I'll take you to the small classroom."

"No," Jing Ci pushed aside his chair and stood up, and firmly refused: "You study by yourself, don't waste time."

He couldn't win arrogance, so he had no choice but to answer: "Okay, you have the final say in our house, it's up to you."

The three words "our house" stuck straight into Jing Ci's heart.

He thought that he would not have the concept of "home" for two lifetimes, but Yingjiao told him that our home...

Jing Ci's chest almost rose warmly. He carried his schoolbag and whispered, "I'm leaving."

"Wait." Yingjiao put down his pen.

Jing Ci looked at him suspiciously.

With the cover of the table, Ying Jiao smiled and stretched out a hand at him, the meaning is self-evident.

Jing Ci pursed his lips, his face flushed. After hesitating for a while, he looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, he quickly touched his hand, then turned and left the classroom.

The short touch of almost one second, like a feather, gently snarled on Ying Jiao's chest. His heart was numb, and he looked down at his palm for a long time, only then did he abandon the distracting thoughts in his mind and began to work on the problem seriously.

In the anticipation and tension of all the students, the final exam finally arrived.

The students in Class 7 changed their leisure time from the past. Some began to memorize the text crazily, some came over to let Jing Ci help to focus on the key points, and some even ran to inquire about people with relatively good grades in their examination room, looking forward to it. Pass a small note or something.

After all, it is the final exam, which is not only related to whether the whole winter vacation can be passed well, but also related to the thickness of the Chinese New Year red envelopes.

He congee and a few people rushed all night, and they yawned until they went out to the examination room. In the end, they couldn't hold it anymore, and they ran to the teacher's toilet to wash their faces.

Yingjiao didn't go with them, and after passing Jing Ci to the first examination room, he continued on to Class 21.

In the last monthly exam, although his score improved a lot, his ranking remained basically the same, and he remained unchanged in the original exam room.

Ying Jiao took out a piece of coconut candy from his pocket, peeled off the candy paper and was about to put it in his mouth. As soon as he lifted his eyes, he saw Qiao Anyan walking towards him.

"Brother Jiao, Jiao." Qiao Anyan stopped and stood opposite Ying Jiao, and greeted him with a flushed face.

In his previous life, although he liked to win arrogance, he never had the courage to confess. Now that his life is all over again, he doesn't want to leave any regrets.

That's why put the love letter into the package of quiet and safe fruit by Christmas and gave it to Ying Jiao. But he didn't expect that the love letter ended up in the hands of their head teacher, and it also alarmed his parents.

He didn't want to think about how he got over it some time ago. He also complained about winning. But later he found out that Yingjiao was not intentional, so he was relieved.

Winning arrogance frowned, and when he saw this man, he felt disgusted in his heart.

It wasn't because he was the culprit who caused Jingci's headaches, but because it was like this early in the morning.

He wanted to kick Qiao Anyan away, but thinking of what Li Zhou said, he forbeared his impatience and said, "You were the one who gave me the love letter last time?"

Qiao Anyan's eyes widened suddenly, his heart pounding, Ying Jiao remembered him!

His brain was instantly congested and he nodded: "Yes, yes!"

Ying Jiao Erlang leaned on the window sill in the corridor and asked casually: "Like me?"

Qiao Anyan was short of breath and nodded impatiently.

Why did Yingjiao ask him like that? Could it be...

With the round coconut candy, Ying Jiao stared at Qiao Anyan for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled and said, "When is the Yangcheng Olympic Games?"

Qiao Anyan was almost unable to think when he saw him, and subconsciously said: "August..."

"Brother Jiao!" Zheng Que's shout suddenly came from behind, interrupting Qiao Anyan.

Zheng Que came up, looked at Yingjiao, and then at Qiao Anyan, and said strangely: "What are you doing here?"

"You..." Ying Jiao closed his eyes, almost didn't control it and gave him a kick on the spot, and said irritably: "You are so hard to pull the hind legs. You are the reincarnation of the rickshaw driver, right?!"

Zheng Que sensed that something was wrong with him, and smiled in a guilty way, pulling He Congee and Peng Chengcheng away with a guilty conscience.

However, although Qiao Anyan only said half of his words, Yingjiao has already provided the information he wants.

He guessed right. Qiao Anyan didn't make a mistake last time. He knew that Yangcheng would succeed in the Olympic bid, and he even clearly remembered the date of the Olympic Games.

Either he is a neurotic, or...

Thinking of that possibility, Ying Jiao looked down and sneered. Want to negatively affect Jing Ci? No matter what method he uses, he has to let this monster and ghost roll back wherever it came from.

Yingjiao didn't even notice that he had double-labeled, and there was also an abnormality in his body. Jing Ci was here to be his little wife, and the others were demons and ghosts.

He glanced at the pale-faced Qiao Anyan, sneered, and walked into Class 21.

Scared this ghost to death!

Jing Ci thought he would have a headache again this time, but it was incredible. After two days, he didn't have any pain, and every subject passed the exam smoothly.

Twenty minutes before the end of the English test, Jing Ci packed up his things and handed in the paper. As soon as I left the house, I saw the winning arrogance waiting in the corridor.

"So punctual." Ying Jiao stretched out his hand to take over his schoolbag, and said with a chuckle: "Pinch a little bit?"

Jing Ci nodded and asked him, "What's the matter?"

Before the exam, Yingjiao specially came to make an appointment with him to hand in the paper in advance. Because Yingjiao's English score is comparable to his, Jing Ci did not refuse, but did not understand what he wanted to do.

"Take you out to dinner." Ying Jiao put his pen in the transparent bag in Jing Ci's schoolbag and zipped it back on his shoulder: "Remember the tea restaurant where we first ate together?"

"Where are you going to eat?"

"Yeah." Yingjiao nodded: "Last time I said I wanted to taste that Yangzhi nectar, come with me?"

"good."

At this point, there were basically no people in the restaurant, and the two small boxes were empty. Yingjiao asked for the one inside, and discussed with Jing Ci and ordered the dishes.

After the dishes came up, the waiter knocked on the door again and gave them a bowl of Yangzhi Nectar.

Just as Jing Ci wanted to call the waiter and asked if he had missed a bowl, Ying Jiao held his hand under the table.

"I only ordered one."

Jing Ci's eyelashes trembled, and he resisted without moving, and whispered to Ying Jiao: "Don't you want to eat it?"

Ying Jiao didn't answer, he reached out and dug a spoon of Yang Zhi Gan Lu to Jing Ci's mouth, and whispered, "Try me or not the original taste?"

Jing Ci flushed and stretched out his hand to come by himself, but was avoided by Ying Jiao.

Ying Jiao didn't speak, but looked at him with a smile while holding a spoon.

Jing Ci's Adam's apple moved, but after all he opened his mouth.

Ying Jiao stared at his lips moistened with dessert, and asked in a low voice, "Is it delicious?"

Jing Ci swallowed the nectar of Yang Zhi in his mouth: "It's delicious."

"Will I have a taste?"

Jing Ci raised his eyes to look at him.

Seeing him staring at his lips without blinking, he instantly understood what he meant.

Ying Jiao leaned against him, his voice soft and a little dumb: "Okay?"

Jing Ci blushed uncomfortably, and his breathing became obvious.

Ying Jiao stretched out his hand and slightly raised his chin, and asked, "Speak, baby, can you?"

Jing Ci lowered his eyes and nodded lightly for a long while.

Ying Jiao bowed his head and kissed him.

After a long kiss, Ying Jiao licked his lower lip, looked at Jing Ci's eyes, and said with a chuckle: "It's really sweet."

Jing Ci suffocated his breath and almost didn't burn.

It wasn't until the meal was finished and he walked out of the restaurant to be blown by the cold wind, the heat on his face slowly subsided, and his mind regained his clarity. finally remembered that the last time Yingjiao told him that he wanted to taste Yangzhi nectar, he did touch his lips practically.

He didn't think there was anything at the time, but now it seems that at that time... did he have this kind of thinking about himself?

Jing Ci thought uncontrollably, and walked side by side with Yingjiao towards the school. Passing through a traffic light and just turning a corner, a messy car accident scene suddenly came into view.

The black private car hit the street light, and the front of the car was completely flat. Next to it was a nearly shattered motorcycle, with large tracts of blood sprinkled around the motorcycle.

The traffic police are pulling the isolation belt, and people passing by have avoided that place, making the tragic scene more eye-catching.

Jing Ci's pupils shrank suddenly, there was no time to think about anything, and he stretched out his hand to cover Ying Jiao's eyes for the first time.

And at the moment his hands were covered, a pair of cold hands with damp palms also covered his eyes.

"Don't look." He said in his ear.

The voice is weak and the breath fluctuates.

Ying Jiao leaned on him, panting, most of his body's center of gravity was pressed on him, and the hand covering his eyes trembled slightly, but he always blocked the terrible scene in front of him without letting go for a minute.

The fainted person.

The person who would faint for a while seeing the simulated human blood in the movie.

The first reaction when he saw the scene of the car accident was to gritted his teeth desperately to prevent him from falling, and then went to cover his eyes.