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date="2021-11-01"

title="Chapter Seventy-Eight"

weight="142254"

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

mode = "manual"

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Jing Ci couldn't help rubbing what was in his hand, his eyes were red.

"You..." His throat moved, desperately swallowing back the choking sound: "When did you get this?"

"A while ago." Ying Jiao smiled, and didn't want to say more about it. With a slight force on his arm, he pulled Jingci to his side, and whispered: "I know you don't want to contact the other side anymore. Since you are going to break it, you have to break it thoroughly and cleanly, right?"

Jing Ci nodded.

“It’s the fastest way to get your registered permanent residence on real estate,” Ying Jiao understands Jing Ci. He is not even willing to ask for help on living expenses, or he has repeatedly persecuted him to tell the truth, let alone accept it easily. House.

Can only preemptively say: "Nothing else is important, the most important thing is to move out the household registration first."

Jing Ci raised his eyes and looked at Ying Jiao steadily, almost couldn't help the emotions flooding in his heart.

He didn't know how much preparation Yingjiao had done behind the scenes, nor did he know how Yingjiao got Jing's account book. Before that, Yingjiao hadn't mentioned a word to him.

He did all the work well, and then he held the fruit in front of him. Tell him, just take a bite effortlessly.

Two light and fluttering notebooks were his heavy heart.

Ying Jiao saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, thinking he was thinking of an excuse to refuse, and said helplessly: "Don't have a psychological burden, and don't push me around, it's unnecessary."

He looked directly into Jing Ci's eyes, and said seriously: "The things between us will never change like this, right?"

Jing Ci nodded vigorously.

"That's not it. You are all mine. Doesn't it make any difference who belongs to the house?" Ying Jiao lowered his head and kissed his lips, and said with a chuckle: "Be obedient, don't force me to use it. My special method allows you to agree."

Jing Ci's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't say a word.

How can Yingjiao be so good? It's obviously that he is giving away something to himself. But in order to make myself feel at ease, said these words deliberately.

He is always taking care of himself, everything from life to psychological state.

Jing Ci put his forehead on Yingjiao's shoulder, preventing him from seeing his flushed eyes.

"I..." He took a deep breath, hating his stupid mouth for the first time. He clearly wanted to say something, but when he reached his mouth, there was only one sentence left: "I listen to you."

The house is nothing else, it's too expensive. Even if what Yingjiao said was correct, he couldn't accept it comfortably.

But he won't be horribly rejected at this time. That would be too hypocritical, too ignorant, and too bad to win arrogance.

Hearing this, Ying Jiao was relieved at first, and then immediately noticed that his voice was wrong.

"What's the matter?" Ying Jiao wanted to pull his face to have a look, but Jing Ci buried his head on his shoulder abnormally, unable to survive.

Winning arrogant laughter, did not force him, stretched out his hand to stroke his hair and the back of his neck, and suddenly said: "Baby, I think something is a little bit wrong."

Jing Ci was immersed in touch and couldn't help himself, and subconsciously responded: "Huh?"

"Why didn't you get so excited when we were good?" Ying Jiao raised his eyebrows and said without embarrassment: "I am such a good man who is hard to find with a lantern, can't you compare to a broken house in your heart?"

Jing Ci: "..."

Jing Ci couldn't laugh or cry, and the emotion that was about to be overwhelmed instantly stabilized: "No."

Win arrogantly: "Then you can prove it to me."

Prove? how to prove?

Ying Jiao didn't speak any more, only playing with his fingers, obviously waiting for him to speak actively.

Jing Ci's heartbeat quickened, he settled for a long time, and whispered: "You are the most important..."

The smile on Yingjiao's face slowly deepened. He recalled this sentence several times in his heart, and the voice of Jingci no longer trembled, and no more waves: "Okay..."

"It's more important than anything." Jing Ci said again, his voice was not loud, but it was clearly in the ears of Ying Jiao.

Ying Jiao's breath choked, and then he vigorously rubbed him into his arms.

After a while, when the two people's moods are almost calm, Ying Jiao let go of Jing Ci and said: "Go, have breakfast."

Jing Ci nodded and followed him to the restaurant.

Unlike before, today's breakfast seems very simple, with only a bowl of noodles in front of Jing Ci.

"Your longevity noodles, I will personally..." The second half of Yingjiao's words ended at the moment when his eyes fell on the noodle bowl.

"Fuck!" Ying Jiao couldn't help but cursed a swear word in a low voice, he looked at the bowl of dragon beard noodles incredulously: "What kind of broken noodles! How come it's humming after such a while?!"

Originally wanted to show off, it turned out to be a shame.

Winning arrogance turned into anger, stood up and picked up the noodle bowl and walked towards the trash can, gritted his teeth: "Stop eating, I'll go out and buy you another bowl."

"No." Jing Ci stopped him, moving very lightly, but took back the bowl of noodles very firmly: "I want this."

"Ah," Ying Jiao cleared his throat, a little bit hot in his ears: "Forget it, what else..."

Before he could finish a sentence, he saw Jing Ci sitting back to his position, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating noodles bite by bite.

Ying Jiao looked at him complicatedly, for a long while, smiled relieved, and didn't stop.

Jing Ci cherished this bowl of noodles so much that he didn't even let the scorched green onion inside.

At this moment, his mood has stabilized, and he couldn't help but ask Yingjiao again: "Why didn't I see you do it about the real estate certificate?"

Yingjiao also finished eating. He put down his chopsticks, took out a tissue from the side, wiped his mouth, and said, "Just the time I told you that the house door lock was broken."

Jing Ci's eyes widened suddenly: "Did you go to do this this time?"

"Otherwise?" Ying Jiao asked back, and suddenly noticed the abnormal tone of Jing Ci: "No, then why did you think I went?"

"I..." Jing Ci apologized with shame, "I'm sorry."

Yingjiao had a complete reaction right now, Jing Ci had known that he was lying, but just silently endured it without asking anything.

No wonder he didn't look right after he came back.

At that time, he thought that Jing Ci didn't want to be kissed by him. It was because of this.

Winning arrogance, nodded: "So you know everything, but you just don't ask me, just guessing in your heart."

Jing Ci was embarrassed and guilty again, and once again apologized to the arrogance.

Yingjiao threw the tissue away and said lightly: "Where did you go wrong?"

"Should not doubt you..."

Yingjiao helpless: "You still don't understand."

Jing Ci raised his eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

"It's not such a thing." Ying Jiao felt that his tone was a little heavy, so he relaxed, and sat next to Jing Ci: "I lied to you, no matter what it is because of it, it is my fault. You will be angry and doubtful. It should be."

He held Jing Ci's hand and looked at him deeply: "But you are upset, why don't you say it?"

"That way," Jing Ci looked down, and said with difficulty: "That's too caressing."

Such a trivial matter must be thoroughly questioned, and he is afraid that Yingjiao will be forced to breathe out.

"Bullshit." Ying Jiao sneered: "The time you went to Yangcheng, I was angry that you would go out with Xiao Leyue at night. Do you think I'm arrogant?"

Jing Ci shook his head quickly.

Not only didn't think, but because Yingjiao valued him so much and was a little happy.

Jing Ci understands a little bit.

"That's not it." Ying Jiao stretched out his hand and raised his chin: "Talking to you, look down at me."

"I make you angry. You can lose your temper whatever you want, just don't hold it back. It was originally a small matter, but holding it down has become a big deal. If this happens in the next few decades, how can we get along?"

Jing Ci changed his position in his heart. If Winning Jiao is like himself, he will not say anything, and if he has abnormal emotions, he will also be concealed from him. If a person digests silently, he will be unhappy.

"Brother, I'm sorry." Jing Ci took the initiative to hold his hand, ignoring any shame and embarrassment, and said eagerly: "I was wrong....I won't do this again in the future, I promise."

They all took the initiative to call brother, so it can be seen that really listened to it.

Yingjiao knows his character, and it is not easy to be able to express such a straightforward attitude. What's more, he was also wrong in this matter. He always thought that many things didn't need to be explained to Jing Ci, and he would just do it.

But now it seems that this will make Jing Ci insecure. He reflected on himself for a while, and did not continue the topic: "Promise what, I am not Old Liu."

Jing Ci thought he still minded, and was about to say something, when he heard him say again: "I am a more practical person, and I don't like to listen to words."

Jing Ci was anxious to make up for his arrogance. For a while, he forgot what his own virtue was, and quickly asked, "Then what do you like?"

Ying Jiao licked his lower lip and whispered, "I like to do it verbally."

Jing Ci was startled for a moment, and immediately thought of the few words he had whispered to him on the sofa the other day, his face flushed instantly.

Ying Jiao leaned back in his chair lazily and appreciated Jing Ci's embarrassment for a while. Then he threw out the messy things in his mind and started talking about the business: "Transfer of ownership, avoid nights and dreams, do it as soon as possible. Bar."

Jing Ci was anxious for him to change the subject, and nodded immediately.

"It should be done soon after all the information is complete, and you will have an independent account like me at that time."

Jing Ci moved in his heart: "Are you your own account book?"

Ying Jiao said, "My mother did it back then, but how did I get it unclear."

Jing Ci nodded.

All things have been said, Yingjiao didn't molest Jingci anymore. went to the study and did two sets of papers. After lunch, went to bed to catch up.

For the bowl of longevity noodles, he woke up very early today, and he couldn't bear it now.

Jing Ci didn't sleep. When Ying Jiao fell asleep, he took his cell phone to the balcony, typed in the number of the law firm he had just noted, and called.

Afraid of waking up and winning, he put his voice very low: "Yes, I want to consult about real estate."

"Can the property be revoked after it is given? Non-relatives, the recipient agrees..."

"Can both parties work together? Okay, I see, thank you."

"Also..." Jing Ci squeezed his mobile phone, and said, "Can the household register between non-relatives be in the same household register?"

"All adults, no minors."

"Account registration?! Really? Well, I have time tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Jing Ci went to the study in a good mood, took the real estate certificate, and put it in his iron box.

He closed the lid and couldn't help opening it again the next second. After seeing enough, closed the box again, but before waiting long, opened the box again.

After repeating this many times, he finally thought of a way to survive forever.

Jing Ci raised his phone and took a few photos of the notebook.

The gift of real estate can be revoked, and he will have a lawyer tomorrow to discuss it in detail. He doesn't want a house, but he really wants to have the intention of winning arrogance.

Jing Ci reluctantly touched the certificate. If the property rights changed, it would not be taken away.

But it didn't matter, Jing Ci's eyes brightened when he thought of what the lawyer had just said.

Hukou between non-relatives can be linked, and it is difficult for a minor to handle it, but he is now an adult.

If things go well, he and Yingjiao will be on the same account book.

A hukou book, the first page is Yingjiao, the second page is him, so it is no different from those who are married, right?

Secretly imagined the scene, Jing Ci held the iron box, happily waiting to roll on the ground.