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date="2021-11-01"

title="Chapter Seventy One"

weight="142222"

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

mode = "manual"

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Jing Ci's brain exploded, and the heat on his face soared instantly.

This is the second time Yingjiao has said this to him, and it is more explicit than the last time.

He... wasn't sure if winning the pride meant that.

"Repent of it?" Ying Jiao hooligans pinched Jing Ci's chin, forced him to look up at him, and said with a chuckle: "Speaking is nothing, Jingshen."

Yingjiao's voice was low and magnetic, with a little rambling. At this time, it was a little hoarse because of the kiss, and it sounded particularly sultry in the night.

Jing Ci's heart was beating, and his Adam's apple moved, and said with difficulty: "In the evening, the teacher will check the bed..."

Winning arrogant smile, his face is not red and his heart beats: "I won't be able to move by then?" He paused, and said ambiguously: "If you really can't help but move by yourself, it doesn't matter, it's a big deal to bribe afterwards. Check the sleeping teacher."

Afterwards or something...

Jing Ci's whole body was about to burn, and he couldn't stand it anymore, and turned his head to the side.

What happened was that, and Yingjiao didn't let him go.

"Speaking to you, where do you look?" Ying Jiao pulled his face away, clasped his waist with one hand, and asked, "Is it all right?"

Jing Ci lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Ying Jiao's gaze fell on his flushed face, he paused, and suddenly asked quickly: "Did you bump into Qiao Anyan when you hit the door?"

Jing Ci's mental state was obviously wrong that day. He had asked a few times clearly, but they were all prevaricated.

In the past few days, Yingjiao hasn't found a suitable opportunity to talk about it, and it happened to happen at this moment, how could it be let go.

Jing Ci's mind was chaotic now, and he blurted out: "I have encountered it."

Jing Ci's heartbeat suddenly stopped for a few beats. Why did Yingjiao ask him this? Is... aware of something?

"You..." He swallowed dryly, and became nervous involuntarily: "Why did you suddenly mention him?"

"Didn't you two fight?" Ying Jiao's expression remained unchanged, and naturally said, "I met him when I went downstairs that day. I just asked when I remembered."

Jing Ci didn't believe it, the timing of his sentence was too good, as if he was waiting for himself there.

"Really?"

"Otherwise?" Ying Jiao raised his eyebrows, holding him in the direction of the teaching building, and said: "No, baby." He looked sideways and looked at Jing Ci narrowly: "You're so jealous. It's too big."

Jing Ci blushed and didn't refute, making him think he was jealous.

Ying Jiao was afraid of his random thoughts, and continued the topic just now: "Will you go to my place tonight?"

Jing Ci moved his lips and said nothing.

"Don't worry," Ying Jiao stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, carefully avoiding his forehead: "Don't touch you."

Jing Ci raised his eyes to look at him.

"You are not an adult yet, and I am not a beast. Isn't it stupid to just tease you?" He finished, and smiled, "Although I still want to be a beast."

Jing Ci's cheeks were hot, a little embarrassed, but more moved by being cherished.

He nodded, then raised his hand, and quickly shook the hand that Ying Jiao clasped his shoulder.

Ying Jiao was startled, grabbed his hand backhand and walked to the playground before letting go.

After the two returned to the classroom, it was only a little while before the class began.

Yingjiao was not in a hurry to take down the papers for the class, and remarked to Jing: "I look at your head."

Just outside, the lights on the playground were very dim, and I couldn't see anything at all.

Jing Ci turned sideways obediently, and took the initiative to lift up his hair.

The smile in Yingjiao's eyes deepened, and he leaned over to take a closer look.

Jing Ci's collision was too serious. Although he had given him a cold compress within 24 hours and then applied safflower oil, it didn't seem to be any better than the previous two days.

"Why doesn't the swelling disappear?" Ying Jiao frowned: "You can't go to the hospital, right? Are you dizzy?"

"No need." Jing Ci put down his hand and smiled at him: "It's okay, don't dizzy, it will be fine in a few days."

Yingjiao warned him uneasy: "If you feel uncomfortable, don't hold on to it. You must tell me, you know?"

Jing Ci nodded.

Ying Jiao calmly continued to ask: "Have you had a headache lately? Don't knock it out and knock out the old problems."

Jing Ci told the truth: "It hurts once, but it doesn't hurt as much as before." Afraid of winning, he added: "Don't worry, it's almost healed."

Almost ready? How did Jing Ci know?

Yingjiao's expression remained unchanged and suppressed his doubts: "That's fine."

Class is about to start, Jing Ci took out the Olympic Mathematics book from the hole in the table and prepared to read it in the next class, but Ying Jiao looked down and didn't move.

Jing Ci first said that when he ran into Qiao Anyan before hitting the door, Yingjiao thought it was Qiao Anyan again.

But after hearing that Jing Ci's headache had alleviated, Ying Jiao didn't think so.

The headache relieved, indicating that Qiao Anyan's influence on Jing Ci has become smaller, and it is impossible to make him trance.

What's that?

Yingjiao thought for a while but didn't figure it out, and then went to ponder another matter.

When Jing Ci was in Yangcheng, he had a headache. If it's the same as recently, but it hurts slightly, even if he makes a promise, Jing Ci will not tell himself.

The two headaches were very close in time, but the degree of discomfort was completely different.

So, during the time between the examination and the results, what happened to affect the magnetic fields of the two of them?

Ying Jiao glanced at Jing Ci thoughtfully. During this period, the biggest thing that happened to Jing Ci was that he entered the national training team.

If the guess is correct in this direction, does it mean that as long as Jingci gets better and better, Qiao Anyan's influence on him will be less and less?

He was thinking about it when the phone shook suddenly. Ying Jiao picked it up and saw that it was Zheng Que who was in the group.

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Brother Jiao, are you going to live in Cen Yue Bay during your vacation?

[Arrogance]: No, what's the matter?

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Then I will stay for a while _(:з」∠)_I don’t want to go home on holiday.

[Arrogance]: Well, you can live as long as you want, and you can also be empty when you are empty.

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Thank you Dad! !

Yingjiao ignored him and was about to put down his phone when another message popped out——

[He family, your uncle]: Yo, what kind of wind is this blowing? You are a busy person into the group.

Ying Jiao snorted and typed——

[Arrogance]: Listening to you, a sense of superiority in IQ emerges spontaneously.

[Hejia, your uncle]: Get out! You fucking!

[He family, your uncle]: Let me tell you! You don't know how disgusting he is! ! In the toilet the day before yesterday, I saw it with my own eyes! It's literally a move to brother Ci! ! Outrageous!

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: How did it move? I want to hear! Hehehe!

[He's your uncle]:...Lao Zheng, have you bent too? Your little sister is not chasing?

【Peng Chengcheng】:……

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: I don’t!

[Arrogance]: I don’t want to hug my boyfriend when I’m in a relationship, do I still come to you to play games? Have a pit in your head?

[Arrogance]: People, just keep silent about their ignorance. I understand the bitterness of your mother and child being single, please also understand the sweetness of my love relationship, thank you.

[Zheng Que is incorrect]:...

[Hejia, your uncle]:...

【Peng Chengcheng】:……

Zheng Que couldn't help but poked He porridge at the back and complained: "Why do you want to start this and give him a chance to play?"

He porridge threw the phone into the table hole with a bang, regretting that he hadn't said at the beginning: "...Don't say it, come and fight against the landlord."

Ying Jiaoxiu had a wave of love, and in a good mood, I took this exercise book and started to do the questions.

In the second quarter, as soon as the bell rang for the evening self-study, the students in Class 7 were still frolicking, so Teacher Liu opened the door and walked in.

Hammering a few of the most violent boys, he knocked on Jingci's desktop: "Jingci, come out."

Jing Ci put down the pen in his hand and followed Teacher Liu out of the classroom.

As soon as the door of the classroom was closed, Mr. Liu opened the door and said: "Teacher tells you good news. Today, your reward plan has been finalized."

He didn't say anything about his appetite, and continued: "The government will reward 30,000 yuan, and our school will give it 80,000 yuan!"

Jing Ci's eyes lit up, and what he lacks most now is money.

He didn't want to be too clear about winning arrogance, nor was he hypocritical. It was really too weak to feel that he had no financial resources. He is also a man, and he wants to give his lover the best things possible.

Just like the last time Yingjiao said to travel, if he had money at the time, he would definitely not hesitate, and he would just agree to it.

"Thank you, teacher."

Teacher Liu grinned and waved his hand: "The money will definitely be available before, and you will 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 worry about you. It’s really too much for your age."

Jing Ci's body suddenly stiffened, and he lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Teacher Liu thought he was unwilling, so he smiled and said, "It's your parents who keep it for you, and you will ask them later."

After all, he is still a child, even if he usually looks mature and stable, he can't stand at the critical moment.

Jing Ci asked softly: "Can't you hit my own card?"

Teacher Liu categorically said: "No."

Seeing Jing Ci was still silent, Teacher Liu couldn't laugh or cry, and compromised: "If you really want to hit your own card, just ask your dad or your mother to call the teacher, and they agree."

After Jing Ci entered the national training team, he had to conduct examinations and selection. Time was very tight. Teacher Liu didn't want to delay his time any more, so he patted him on the shoulder and motioned him to return to the classroom to continue studying.

Jing Ci didn't move.

Teacher Liu frowned. Just when he was about to say something, he heard Jing Ci say: "I...my dad,"

He closed his eyes and his voice was calm: "My dad cut off my living expenses before."

Teacher Liu looked at him incredulously: "What did you say?!"

Next, Jing Ci forcibly endured the embarrassment and embarrassment, and explained the matter to Teacher Liu from beginning to end without changing his face.

Teacher Liu was still shocked at first, but in the end he was already furious.

If this was not what Jing Ci said, if it weren't for his previous dealings with Jing's father, he would never believe that a father would not give his underage son the living expenses.

Teacher Liu took a deep breath, barely suppressed the anger in his heart, and said: "Teacher knows, don't worry about money."

He paused, then resigned to Jing, "I promise that the teacher will know about this."

How could Teacher Liu not pay attention to such a compelling student in the class. He had discovered it a long time ago, and Jing Ci is now very thin-skinned.

Teacher Liu couldn't help feeling a little regretful, if he agreed early and didn't ask so much, it would be fine.

If you try to hide things like this, you have to tell others personally, and the child must feel uncomfortable now.

There was nothing unusual on Jing Ci's face, it was as usual, with a faint expression, and very polite thanks: "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 startled.

Teacher Liu laughed: "Don't think it's a troublesome teacher, the teacher is very happy. Just like the relevant notice from the national training team, will you call Teacher Zhao then? I want to change with him."

Jing Ci's nose was sour, and he nodded vigorously.

Watching Jing Ci returned to his seat, Teacher Liu suddenly patted the window sill and did not hide the anger on his face.

This is what Jingci is a compelling person. At a young age, you can rely on bonuses to support yourself. What if you change to an ordinary student?

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, when the self-esteem was the strongest, wouldn't this ruin the child's life? !

Teacher Liu didn't hold back the swear word, and decided to always be vigilant about Jing Fu in the future, and must not let him come to disturb Jing Ci.

The second session ends with self-study in the evening, and Yingjiao and Jing Ci return to the dormitory together.

"What did Liu just ask you for?" For fear of interrupting Jing Ci's study, Ying Jiao never asked him during class.

Although the bad thing about my family was known, the joy of Teacher Liu's concern and bonus completely overwhelmed the embarrassment. Jing Ci raised his eyes to look at Ying Jiao, and the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

It is rare for Jing Ci to see such a happy time, and Yingjiao's heart is softened by his laugh: "It seems like a good thing to be so happy."

"Well," Jing Ci nodded and told him about the bonus: "A total of 110,000 yuan, even the first two years of college is enough."

Winning arrogance and dumbness, the little student of his family seems to know that knowledge is a true portrayal of wealth.

"Jingshen is awesome." Ying Jiao stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, happy for him: "We are still the best at home."

Jing Ci smiled embarrassedly. Now that he has a big wallet, he especially wants to spend money on Yingjiao. When I was about to ask if Yingjiao had anything he wanted, I heard him say: "It looks like you have to support me first."

Jing Ci's eyes lit up instantly: "Do you want anything?"

Ying Jiao looked at his impatient appearance, laughed, didn't refuse, and deliberately said: "Well, I want to eat candy, I recently quit smoking, I always feel bad in my mouth."

Jing Ci immediately said: "Then I will buy it for you."

"good."

Jing Ci can't wait to return to the dormitory right away, so that he can use his cell phone to search the Internet to find out which sugar is better. He speeded up unconsciously, and the corners of his eyes and brows revealed happiness.

Ying Jiao looked at the smile on his face from the side, and then became happy.

In the evening, after Jing Ci washed up and just put on pajamas, he was taken to his dormitory by Ying Jiao.

Li Zhou looked at the backs of the two people with a numb expression, and locked the door with a click.

Somehow, an idea suddenly appeared in his mind: homosexuality is so good, not only will not be arrested by the dean of teaching when together, but also can sleep together in an open and open at night, which is much more convenient than finding a girlfriend!

The provincial experiment turned off the lights on time at 11 o'clock in the evening. Jing Ci felt that after only a few minutes of reading the webpage, the lights in the room went out.

"Go to sleep." Yingjiao took away the phone in his hand and said helplessly: "No hurry, we can go out together for the winter vacation."

Jing Ci thought for a while, and felt that this was also good, so he nodded, took off his shoes and went to bed.

The bed in the dormitory is very small, and both of them have long arms and legs, and they can almost be said to be close to each other.

Jing Ci has been a little flustered by his memories these days, and such close contact could not be better for him.

You can meet Yingjiao without moving, and you can even hear his breathing...

Huh, breathing...?

Jing Ci panicked when he felt the thing on his lap and the heavy breathing in his ear.

He couldn't help but shrank inside, and just moved, he was dragged back by Yingjiao.

"What are you hiding?"

"You..." Jing Ci's face was hot and almost smoking, and he didn't know how to put his hands and feet, he stammered: "Don't you just go to sleep when you talk?"

Winning arrogant laughed: "Yes."

"Then what..."

Ying Jiao licked his lower lip, and said in a shameless and shameless manner: "Is it possible for Jingshen, don't you even know that proverb?"

Jing Ci didn't know how he would come up with proverbs again, and said dizzy: "What?"

"You can't hide your physical likes."

Ying Jiao pressed him into his arms and said politely: "So you stay honestly, I'm confessing to you."

Jing Ci: "..."

The author has something to say: Little theater, proud brother: A confession every day is conducive to maintaining the harmony and stability of feelings.