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date="2021-11-01"

title="Chapter One Hundred and One"

weight="142340"

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

mode = "manual"

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With eyes facing each other, everything around him quieted down instantly.

The sound of footsteps in the corridors, the sound of whistle outside, the sound of elevator switching, everything is fading rapidly, and the whole world seems to have only two people left.

I don't know who moved first. When the reaction came back, the two had already kissed each other again.

The sound of his heartbeat almost overshadows the rapid breathing, Jing Ci raised his head high, and clasped his hands on Yingjiao's shoulders. While kissing him back strongly, Ying Jiao stumbled forward.

Ying Jiao's arm pressed hard against Jing Ci's nape and pressed him against him. The kiss was fierce and cruel, and the forceful one almost knocked him apart.

He breathed lightly, his eyes were hot, and there was only the person in front of him in his eyes.

The snapped button fell to the floor with a click. It is like a signal before the ignition, which instantly raises the temperature in the room.

There are no skills, no tricks. The two people are like beasts who have been hungry for a long time, just want to get close to each other desperately to relieve the gushing thoughts in their hearts.

From the living room to the door of the bedroom, clothes were scattered intermittently.

Jing Ci's legs became weak and he slid a little unconsciously. Ying Jiao was keenly aware, and directly hugged him up, kicked open the door of the master bedroom.

"Brother..." Jing Ci lay on the bed, panting and tilting his head, groping with his backhand to grab the proud hand.

The feeling of being lost and regained was so precious that he couldn't believe it until now. Even if the eyes can see him and the body can feel him, he still desperately wants to catch something.

"I'm here." Ying Jiao held his hand and clasped his fingers, using his body temperature and movements to calm Jing Ci's heart a little bit.

Outside the house, the lights are already on. The outside lights and moonlight came in through the wide bay window, and two lingering figures on the bed were faintly visible.

…………………………

When everything was over, it was early morning.

"Does your stomach feel uncomfortable?" Ying Jiao reached out and touched Jingci's lower abdomen and asked softly.

The memory of the past is too long. When wearing the sleeve, Yingjiao forgot to squeeze the air out of the front end. In addition, even though he tried his best to control, his movements were a bit fierce just now, which caused several breaks in the cover and made a lot of it inside.

Even if Jing Ci had cleaned it up, he was still a little worried.

Jing Ci lay on the bed with his eyes closed, the tails of his eyes flushed, and his eyelashes moved when he heard Ying Jiao's words, without saying a word.

"Asleep?" Ying Jiao drew the hair from his forehead to the side and asked again.

Jing Ci still didn't respond.

Ying Jiao laughed, leaning sideways with one hand and squeezing his face, while lightly drawing the outline of Jing Ci with the other. Looking at him greedily, he couldn't bear to blink his eyes.

It's great that this person, this person whom he could not wait to change his life, has finally returned to him now.

Even if he lost everything, he still grew up stubbornly in another world. Become excellent and dazzling again, and then cross time and space to meet him again.

Ying Jiao could hardly restrain the surging love and happiness in his heart. He put his hands on both sides of Jing Ci's body, lowered his head and started from his forehead, and kissed gently downwards little by little.

He loves him so much, he doesn't know how to love him.

"Brother?" Jing Ci slowly opened his eyes, facing Ying Jiao's eyes, his voice was a little dumb: "You call me?"

He is too tired and overstretched. didn't want to move fingers, even consciousness was a little groggy. was confused just now, as if heard Ying Jiao talking to him, but just couldn't wake up.

"Yeah." Ying Jiao bowed his head and kissed him: "Why is his voice so dumb?"

Jing Ci lowered his eyes in embarrassment and embarrassment, this...Is it necessary to ask.

At the beginning, I really wished that I would never be separated from Yingjiao. I want him to be deeper, deeper, and as close to myself as possible.

However, he hadn't rested yet and couldn't keep up with his physical strength, so he had to beg to win the pride and let him do it next time. But the more he asks, the more excited he is to win pride, and the more he bullies him...

Ying Jiao smiled, and his fingertips swept across his Adam's apple: "Baby, I just yelled so nicely, just thinking about it makes me hard again."

"Brother!" Jing Ci was ashamed and furious: "Can you be more serious?"

"How does being serious make you comfortable?" Ying Jiao raised his eyebrows: "Who asked me to hurry up before?"

Thinking of Jing Ci approaching the apex, his eyes were dizzy and his body flushed. He grabbed his arm and pleaded unconsciously. The blood of winning arrogance couldn't help but agitated again.

He coughed, knowing that Jing Ci couldn't stand the tossing anymore. Get up and unscrew the mineral water on the table: "I see, listen to you, drink some water first."

Jing Ci was also a little thirsty, so he propped up his upper body slightly and took two sips.

After he finished drinking, Ying Jiao took it and took a few sips by himself. Lie back and pulled Jing Ci into his arms, and asked, "Is there any stomach discomfort?"

Jing Ci shook his head: "No."

"Where is it here?" Yingjiao reached out and touched it: "Does it hurt?"

When he was touched there, Jing Ci's body trembled sensitively, but he did not hide, blushing and said, "...It doesn't hurt."

In fact, it is still a bit painful, but it is not intolerable, there is no need to let Yingjiao know, so as not to worry about him.

"That's good." Yingjiao reached out and pulled the quilt up: "Go to sleep."

Jing Ci was indeed tired and sleepy, his eyelids were fighting, but he didn't want to sleep.

"elder brother."

"Um?"

Jing Ci is simply called Yingjiao, and didn't want to say anything. Hearing his answer, he deliberately drew a topic: "Did you skip class yesterday?"

Winning pride: "..."

Yingjiao gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to squeeze his face: "It's owing to clean up, right? You just made it hard enough?"

"No..." Jing Ci's ears were a little red, he wanted to say something, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Brother, it doesn't hurt if you touch me now!"

"I just found out?" Ying Jiao smiled and flicked his forehead: "Jingshen, I'm slow to respond."

"Why?" Jing Ci was puzzled: "How could Qiao Anyan have such a big influence on me?"

Before, Jing Ci always thought that Qiao Anyan was the protagonist, so he would unconsciously interfere with him. But after I figured everything out, I realized that it wasn't the case at all.

"It's not him, it's the system." Ying Jiao lowered his eyes to cover the coldness in his eyes, and told him all the things that he threatened to commit suicide and forced the system to spit out at that time.

That system was originally a discarded product that was processed, and a formatting program was implanted in the code. But it is not willing to be destroyed like this, so it urgently needs a lot of energy to strengthen itself and eliminate formatting procedures.

And the way to get the most energy is to support the new protagonist in a world.

Qiao Anyan, as the person who is the most malicious and best at the mercy of Jingci, naturally became the host of the system's choice.

In the first life, it failed when he had a memory.

"It's bound to Qiao Anyan cannot be lifted, and there is no way to leave, unless Qiao Anyan succeeds." Ying Jiao said on his mouth, his hands were not idle, and he kept making mischief in the most fleshy part of Jing Ci: "So a time reset was performed."

I no longer have the memory of Jing Ci, and Jing Ci has changed again. And Qiao Anyan is a copy of Jingci once, and the system is certain that he will like him. Will take the risk and consume most of the existing energy.

Jing Ci's waist was softened by him, and he held down Yingjiao's hand, with a little panting in his voice: "Say, talk about business..."

"I don't use my hands to say it." Ying Jiao raised his lips badly, and deliberately rubbed his waist and eyes. Seeing Jing Ci trembling with satisfaction, he said politely, "Do you want to know?"

Jing Ci nodded silently.

Ying Jiao smiled and continued: "But it miscalculated."

In the second life, Qiao Anyan held a golden finger and slaughtered the Quartet. He got everything that Jing Ci once had, but he couldn't get his feelings alone.

"The world stagnated only after Qiao Anyan got the first place in the school." Ying Jiao looked at Jing Ci's eyes, his eyes became softer and softer: "Then you came back, that's now."

At this time, the energy of the system is already very weak, and even self-consciousness can't be maintained. Qiao Anyan didn't know why, and there was no longer any memory of it.

But he is the host of the system after all, and he has done something to close Jingci in the system space. The subconscious will automatically use the energy of the system to extract things from Jingci.

This is why Jing Ci gets a headache when he sees him.

"You are getting stronger and stronger, but the energy of the system is getting less and less." Yingjiao said in a low voice: "So when you saw Qiao Anyan later, the headache symptoms became less severe."

"As for the two of us can't be in contact, it can't be good..." When I mentioned this, winning the arrogance was tickled: "That should be Qiao Anyan with the last bit of system energy."

This little energy was finally offset after the two of them got better and better, Jing Ci won the gold medal in the international competition, and their life trajectory completely overlapped with that of the first life and regained their own world.

Jing Ci couldn't help asking: "Then it is formatted now, right?"

"Yeah." Ying Jiao nodded: "Don't worry, it will be formatted the day you see Qiao Anyan not having a headache."

Without formatting, even if he smashed Qiao Anyan's head, he would destroy this dog's thing.

"Sorry, I didn't recognize you at that time." Ying Jiao stroked Jing Ci's hair lightly, his heart aching.

His Jingci, which was supposed to have a bright future and live a prosperous and happy life, were ruined by two rubbish hands.

In the first life, he was locked in the system space, absorbing life and wisdom.

In the second life, he was hit on the head by an iron rod and died alone in the alley.

Even in the second life, it was only a small part of his soul, but Jingci still has feelings in his subconscious mind, right?

That's why now he is so protective of his head, not even allowing others to touch it.

"It was my fault."

Jing Ci was startled, only to realize that he was talking about the second life.

"No." He took the initiative to hold Yingjiao's hand and said seriously: "Brother, don't think about it, it has nothing to do with you."

If there is no winning arrogance, there will be no him now. He will stay alone in another world, continue to be a transparent person, and don't know when he will die because of the insufficiency of his soul.

Yingjiao smiled and said nothing.

He knows the truth, but he can't help feeling distressed and regretful.

Jing Ci was afraid that he would blame himself, yawned, and changed the subject: "Then how did I come back? It stands to reason that my soul is incomplete and should be trapped in that world forever."

But they happen to have a third life.

Ying Jiao clasped his hand tightly, and a panic of fear suddenly rose in his heart.

If Jing Ci doesn't come back...

He took a deep breath and calmed down before saying: "I don't know either."

Seeing that his eyes were about to be opened, Ying Jiao was still holding on, and laughed: "Don't think about it, I'll talk about these things later. If you really don't want to sleep..."

Winning the arrogant hooligan slammed his hip against him: "Then do it again?"

"Just... and fell asleep." Jing Ci shrank under the quilt and immediately closed his eyes.

For some reason, Jing Ci always felt as if he had forgotten something. He wanted to think about it, but he couldn't resist the turbulent drowsiness and fell asleep completely.

When the sky was getting bright, Jing Ci suddenly woke up from his sleep.

He remembered the forgotten thing! You and Yingjiao are still separate now!

Jing Ci opened his eyes and raised his eyes to meet Ying Jiao's gaze.

Only then did he realize that there was a dim light in the room. Ying Jiao leaned on the bed, with an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth, looking at him without blinking, and didn't sleep at all.

Jing Ci felt sore and painful all of a sudden. Winning Jiao is...Don't you dare to sleep? He sat like this all night?

"I scared you?" Ying Jiao took the cigarette off, touched his face, and asked softly.

Jing Ci shook his head.

"How is that..."

The voice of winning arrogance stopped abruptly.

Suddenly Jing Ci got up from the bed, held his face, raised his head and kissed him on the lips.

"Brother." His face was a little red. After learning what Yingjiao said when he confessed to him, he asked softly: "Do you...want a boyfriend?"

Between the two of them, the arrogance has always been the initiative.

Take the initiative to approach him, take the initiative to find him, take the initiative to chase him, take the initiative to confess...

So this time, let him speak first.

Ying Jiao was stunned, and then squeezed him into his arms, and said with a low smile: "I can't ask for it."

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