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date="2021-11-01"

title="Chapter Seventy Two"

weight="142223"

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

mode = "manual"

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Quietly in the corridor, within twenty minutes after the lights were turned off, it was the most frequent time for the teacher to appear. Even the most naughty student dare not make a mistake at this time.

In the silence and darkness, Jing Ci could clearly perceive the heavy breathing of Ying Jiao, and...the thing on his body that was so bright that it made the scalp numb.

Yingjiao's heartbeat is fast, and his chest rises and falls very clearly.

But he just embraced him without any action. As he promised on the playground after class, he didn't move if he said nothing.

He always said very strongly, to treat him like this. But in fact, he never forced him to do anything regardless of his wishes.

From the fake kiss in the KTV box when they were not dating, to now they are lying on a bed, Yingjiao has always used his own way to take care of his feelings.

Jing Ci actually doesn't like small beds. When he sleeps, he is used to lying flat in the center of the bed, neither to the left nor to the right. It is the same posture from lying down to waking up. If the bed is too small, you must be slightly sideways when sleeping for two people, which is very uncomfortable, both physically and psychologically.

However, if the person around you is Winner, everything is different.

Compared to a long-standing habit, Jing Ci wants to lean on him and get close to him. Even if he is a little flustered and overwhelmed by his physiological reaction like this moment, if he chooses one more time, he will still come.

In fact, it's nothing, Jing Ci thought, it's normal for a couple to sleep on the same bed.

If Yingjiao came to kiss him at this time, he might have the same reaction.

He first opened his mouth to let Yingjiao stay, and he is so uncomfortable now...

Jing Ci's hot cheeks and shortness of breath were more nervous than when he learned that he had crossed but had no memory of his original body.

His throat became dry, his Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times, and after brewing for a long time, he finally whispered to Ying Jiao: "Ying Jiao."

The two of them are not playing or trying. They are going to be together for the rest of their lives, so there is no difference between early and late. And... and there is only one week left before his birthday.

"Huh?" Ying Jiao replied, his voice hoarse, with a little panting, obviously holding back: "What's the matter, baby?"

"You..." Jing Ci breathed deeply, the loud heartbeat almost overwhelming the voice: "If you really want to, you can also..."

He didn't say the rest, but both of them understood.

Ying Jiao's breath suffocated, and the hand holding his shoulder tightened suddenly.

Jing Ci didn't struggle, letting him move.

"You," Ying Jiao gritted his teeth, looking at him incredulously: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Jing Ci nodded slightly.

"Fuck." Ying cursed arrogantly, rubbed Jing Ci into his arms hard, and gave him a hard hug. Then quickly let go, rolled over and got out of bed.

A small glass window is embedded in the door of the dormitory of the experimental students in the province, which is convenient for the dormitory teacher to check the dormitory. The light in the corridor shined through the glass window. With the faint light, Ying Jiao walked to the desk, opened the drawer, and fumbled for it.

He was stretched very tightly, like a fully drawn bow, which was on the verge of firing. took a box of cigarettes several times before finally getting it in hand.

"You sleep, don't worry about me, I smoke a cigarette."

Jing Ci sat up, even if it was covered by darkness, he didn't dare to look at winning arrogance. He lowered his eyes, pretending to be calm and said: "You don't..."

"Baby, don't tease me anymore." Ying Jiao interrupted him with a cigarette, "Be obedient, go to sleep."

How could not want to? He was going crazy about everything he thought.

Chunmeng doesn't know how many they have made. It is normal for her underwear to get wet every morning.

But he will not touch the scene in the dormitory.

No, can't bear it.

This kind of thing is not one person's vent, but two people's enjoyment.

In the humble environment, beware of teachers who don’t know when they will come to check. Jing Ci’s skinny face is so thin that he can’t stand it at all. What's more, there is no cover and lubricant, so it is too easy to get injured.

Ying Jiao unbuttoned his pajamas and stood in front of the window with his arms wide open, occasionally a cold wind came in through the unsealed window and slapped him, bringing a biting chill.

He leaned against the bed rail next to him, trying to control as much as possible so that he would not look towards Jing Ci. After smoking a cigarette, he calmed down a bit.

He didn't go back right away, but had enough cold wind and done enough mental construction to confirm that he would not be a beast, threw the lighter of the mobile phone, took off his shoes and went to bed.

Jing Ci didn't sleep, still sitting on the bed, his waist straight.

"Why don't you sleep?" Yingjiao pulled him to lie down.

"Waiting for you."

This straight shot almost made Yingjiao break the score again. He restrained and let go of Jing Ci's hand, and memorized the elliptical standard equation in his heart several times before asking softly: "What you just told me is true? Are you really willing?"

Jing Ci said in a low voice.

Yingjiao couldn't help it anymore. He bowed his head and kissed him on his lips. He didn't dare to kiss deeply, but just touched it gently: "If you are willing to owe it first, you can replenish me together later, okay?"

Jing Ci endured shame and nodded.

"What do you mean by nodding?" Yingjiao couldn't eat meat, and his heart was suffocated, so he changed his way to bully Jing Ci: "Good or bad?"

Jing Ci's cheeks flushed, and it took a long while to whisper: "...good."

"Then I have the final say. I can do whatever I want. Are you obedient?"

Jing Ci remained silent, breathing slightly.

Yingjiao continued to ask: "Why didn't you answer? Are you obedient?"

Jing Ci clenched his fists tightly, and his heart almost popped out of his throat. He slowed down for a while before spitting out a word barely audible: "Listen..."

Ying Jiao's heart suddenly became soft like cotton, and he pulled the quilt up, touched his head, and stopped teasing him: "Go to sleep."

Jing Ci originally thought that he would not be able to sleep. Firstly, it was past his usual sleep point, and secondly, after being slapped by Yingjiao for so long, and being so close to him on the ground, there was no way to calm down.

But as a result, he not only fell asleep soon, but also had a dream.

The dream was a bit vague, and he could only vaguely feel that he was on the university campus. He raised his head and said to Ying proudly: "Then I will go to class first. See you at noon."

Ying Jiao smiled and waved at him.

The next second, the scene changed instantly, and he saw Ying Jiao standing alone in the place where they were separated, from noon to night, and from night to noon.

In his sleep, Jing Ci was inexplicably cold. His lips moved, and he let out a rant: "Win the pride."

"Yeah." Ying Jiao subconsciously responded with a dazed sleep, and took him into his arms.

Feeling the familiar temperature, Jing Ci's tight body relaxed, and soon fell asleep again.

The next day, after the two had breakfast, they had just arrived in the classroom to study for a while, and Teacher Liu called Jing Ci out.

His face couldn't hide his excitement: "The admissions offices of Tsinghua University and Peking University are here, and they are waiting for you in the conference room."

Jing Ci has long heard Xiao Leyue say that the two schools will come to interview the players of the national training team, and they have been mentally prepared. Hearing this nodded, and followed Teacher Liu to the conference room.

As soon as he entered the door, Jing Ci was stunned, because he was very familiar with the person from the Tsinghua Admissions Office, and it was Xiao Leyue.

"Xiao Jing." Xiao Leyue stood up and greeted him.

Jing Ci walked to the door and smiled at him: "Brother Xiao, why are you?"

"Didn't our school go to the hotel to promote it? It was my acquaintances. They knew that I knew you, so they sent me over. I was not the only one, our professor was still in the hotel. You will meet with me later. he?"

The person at the Admissions Office of Peking University next to it said, oh, this is terrible, and the opponent is too scheming, and they play the emotional card. No, absolutely can't let him pick up Jingci first!

He hurriedly squeezed in and said, "Our professor will have breakfast outside, and he will be able to come over later. Jing Ci, can you talk to me about your wishes first?"

Xiao Leyue smiled and said, "No, I'll talk to Jing Ci first."

The person at Peking University’s admissions office was unwilling to show weakness: “Well, let’s say it, Jing Ci hasn’t agreed yet.”

The two clashed with each other, not letting anyone else.

Teacher Liu had asked Jing Ci's wishes a long time ago. Knowing that he was interested in the Mathematics Department of Peking University, he walked over and said, "Jing Ci has already thought about the school and major to apply for."

The two immediately looked at Teacher Liu with scorching eyes.

Teacher Liu also didn't sell the key, and said directly: "Peking University Department of Mathematics."

In an instant, one is happy and the other is sad.

"No, Xiao Jing." Xiao Leyue walked to Jing Ci, dumbly: "This is your wish?"

Jing Ci nodded: "Sorry Brother Xiao, I have already thought about it."

"Hey, why go to Peking University? Come to our school, when the time comes, brother will cover you, how nice. Although I am a senior this year, but I have graduated and I am still staying at school."

The people from the Admissions Office of Peking University immediately stood in front of Jing Ci vigilantly: "I have already thought about it. You are robbing people!"

Xiao Leyue smiled: "Snatch someone? No agreement was signed."

He took Jing Ci's arm and said, "Come out and talk with me?"

Xiao Leyue is a nice person and took care of him when he was in Yangcheng. Although Jing Ci had no intention of their school, he gave him this face.

"good."

The admissions office of Peking University became anxious and argued with Xiao Leyue a few more words. Until Jing Ci spoke, he sat down unwillingly and watched him and Xiao Leyue go out.

Although Xiao Leyue had not been in contact with Jing Ci for a long time, he had a little bit of his temper. Knowing that this matter today is probably impossible, he still wants to try hard.

"Our school's mathematics department is also very strong, how about knowing more about it? I'll take you to see the professor?"

Jing Ci shook his head: "Brother Xiao, I'm really sure."

"Is it possible to report to our school at all?"

Jing Ci said with certainty: "No."

"Okay." Xiao Leyue sighed long, leaning on the window sill and smiled: "I thought I could be an alumnus with you. It's okay, anyway, the two schools are close, so don't forget to talk to the emperor in the future. I'll contact, when the time comes, my brother will take you out to play."

"Okay, I won't forget it."

Because Jing Ci was determined, this robbing battle ended unexpectedly quickly.

The people at the admissions office of Peking University were overjoyed, and, for fear that Jingci would regret it, they quickly signed an agreement with him.

At this point, Jingci's university is finally settled.

Good things are in pairs, and Zhao Feng just sent away the admissions office person, and Zhao Feng came over to tell Jing Ci that the notice of the national training team came down.

"I will send you an email later, you can check it." Although there are specific schedules in the email, Zhao Feng said to Jing Ci again: "This time it’s more coincidental. The training team is also training in Yangcheng. We will set off in the next year, a total of 13 days. After the end, the first round of selection will be conducted, and a total of 19 people will be selected. Wait until March for the second round, which is the final selection."

Jing Ci nodded his head to show that he knew.

Zhao Feng smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "This time it is a totally enclosed training. The teacher can't accompany you, you have to cheer yourself."

After a pause, he added another sentence: "Don't be stressed. Your grades are already very impressive to our governor. This time the training teacher has one requirement for you: happy learning and enjoying knowledge."

Jing Ci felt warm in his heart: "I understand, thank you teacher."

On Jingci's side, good news came frequently, while Jing's father on the other side fell into sorrow.

He was still resolute in his speech, but after a few days of pondering, he finally got a taste. Jing Ci refused to even ask for living expenses. This was a complete separation from the family.

Jing's father couldn't help feeling a little regretful, Jing Ci was still stubborn, and could only stubbornly follow the hair. How could he not control his temper at the time.

Isn't it just a few words of softening? It's nothing compared to the envy and compliment of others.

Father Jing took a sip of coffee and calculated in his mind that the provincial experiment was about to be in winter vacation. In order to prevent Jing Ci from going out to work and not going home, he had to visit him at school once.

In any case, this son is now prosperous, and it is necessary to repair the relationship with him.

Jing Ci didn't know what Jing's father planned. After the late self-study was over, he started to pack things as soon as he returned to the dormitory.

He is going to live in Yingjiao's house during winter vacation, so he has to bring all his clothes.

Yingjiao wanted to stop him, but didn't know what he thought of, and then swallowed the words to his lips: "I'll help you with it."

Li Zhou is a good roommate in China. As soon as he sees Yingjiao coming over, he will avoid them spontaneously and not disturb them.

The wardrobe in the experimental student dormitory of the province is divided into upper and lower floors. The lower floor is not only small in space, but also has to squat down when fetching things, which is very troublesome.

Ying Jiao didn't want Jing Ci to be strenuous, so he said directly: "There are so many things on the top, you can clean it up, and leave it to me below."

The joy of going home with Yingjiao made Jing Ci forget what he had placed at the bottom of the cabinet, and nodded in agreement without hesitation.

There was not much on the lower level of the cabinet. Ying Jiao took out two sweaters and handed them to Jing Ci. When he reached in again, he was stunned.

He touched a cold iron box with some bumps on it. It was the cookie box he saw last time that Jing Ci used to hold the first test paper.

The corners of Yingjiao's lips slowly picked up. He raised his eyes and glanced at the Jing Ci that was being carefully sorted out, took out the box, and deliberately asked, "What is this? Do you want to bring it?"

Jing Ci was in a daze, and then quickly reached out to grab it after he reacted, "No, nothing."

However, he was so nervous that he didn't hold one, and the box fell to the ground with a bang. The lid of the box flew out a long way in an instant, and the contents inside were scattered all over the ground.

A stack of square papers fell to Ying Jiao's feet, and Ying Jiao reached out and picked it up.

Yingjiao's pupils shrank suddenly, and the handwriting on the paper was not from Jing Ci, but from him.

Yingjiao's Adam's apple moved, slowly unfolding the paper. Then, he saw a line of small print on the top

[January final exam, 102 points in mathematics, a lot of improvement (extraordinarily happy!). 】

"Don't, don't look." Jing Ci's face flushed, and it was too shameful that Yingjiao knew that he was secretly hiding his test paper.

He stretched out his hand to pull Yingjiao up, but was gently pushed away.

Yingjiao took a step forward, constantly selecting among the scattered examination papers below.

He never knew that the final return of the paper he threw to the side was not the trash can, but the iron box with the victory medal in Jing Ci.

The few papers that just passed the exam were regarded as glory by Jing Ci...

Ying Jiao closed his eyes and suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart. Picking up one's own papers one by one. When I found it to the end, a small dry rose appeared in front of my eyes.

The packaging is familiar and can't be familiar anymore, it was given by him after the confession. A pink rose that represents first love but has never said anything to Jingci.

It was not thrown away, but placed in the most important place.

Store them properly and keep them carefully.

The author has something to say: a small theater, a tin box for words: used to hold the most precious things.

The admissions office refers to news from Xinlan.com.