Dressed as The School Grass’ Ex-boyfriend

Jing Ji's back was against the hard cement wall, his fair and slender neck was forced to be raised high, the neck line was stretched and straight, and the raised Adam's apple rolled up and down, fragile and attractive.

Yingjiao's breathing was hot and heavy, pressing down on him, and the kiss was fierce and ruthless.

After a brief blank in his mind, Jing Ci suddenly returned to his senses and began to resist fiercely.

However, Ying Jiao seemed to feel no pain. He didn't care about the force of the blow on his body. He clasped the back of his neck with both hands, raised his face, and kissed him forcefully.

Jing Ji's legs were weak, and he desperately clenched his fists to keep himself awake, and finally accumulated enough strength to push Yingjiao away.

His cheeks were flushed, his chest heaved violently, and his voice was panting: "You... are you crazy?"

Yingjiao looked down at him.

Jing Ji's lip color was originally a natural pink, but now it was kissed bright red, with a thin layer of water light on it.

Ying Jiao suddenly laughed, bowed his head and kissed again.

This time, no matter how Jing Ji pushed or resisted, he never let go.

Gradually, Jing Ji's strength to reject him became smaller and smaller, and in the end, he could only lean against the wall and let him do whatever he wanted.

"Good, open your mouth." Ying Jiao whispered softly against his lips, his voice hoarse and low.

Jing Ji's neck was red at the moment, his eyelashes trembled, and he lowered his eyes and did not speak or move.

Ying Jiao hugged his waist, rubbed him into his arms, grabbed his hand and intertwined his fingers: "Be obedient."

In the huge clothes drying yard, only the sound of the cloth being blown by the wind could be heard quietly.

Ying Jiao's repressed gasps came from his ears, one after another.

His lips were hot, and he pecked and kissed at the corner of Jing Ji's lips.

Jing Ji felt his vibrating chest, struggled to raise a hand, but fell down weakly in mid-air.

He closed his eyes for a long time, and opened his lips slightly.

Yingjiao immediately drove straight in.

The lips and tongues were intertwined, and the small, ambiguous sound of water stains was covered up in the wind.

I don't know how long it took, Jing Ji, who has always had a strong sense of time, couldn't feel the passage of time in his mind for the first time, and Ying Jiao finally let him go.

"Baby, I really..." Ying Jiao pressed his forehead against his forehead and sighed, "I like you so much."

The surging love in his heart almost drowned him, he had never liked someone so much.

I liked that Jing Ji just let him kiss him, but he wanted to give him his life.

Jing Ji didn't speak, he was short of breath, his ears were red, and the palm held by Ying Jiao was wet.

He wanted to run away, to find a place where no one was there to stay by himself, but his hands and feet would not obey him.

Ying Jiao stretched out his hand and gently stroked the back of his neck until his heartbeat and body reaction slowly calmed down.

The sky blue sheets were blown up by the wind and naughtyly covered their heads, and the surrounding light instantly dimmed.

Half dim and half light, Ying Jiao asked Jing Ji, "Do you like me?"

Jing Ji took a breath, and his cheeks almost burned.

He pursed his lips and said nothing.

Yingjiao didn't rush him, quietly waiting for his answer.

There was a faint smell of shampoo coming from the nose, I don't know if it was Jing Ji's or his, and even the strong smell of washing powder on the sheets could not be concealed.

Ying Jiao sniffed the same smell on both of them, only to feel that his heart softened.

He asked again, "Do you like me?"

After a long while, Jing Ji finally nodded gently and slightly.

Yingjiao's ears gradually turned red.

His Adam's apple moved, suppressed his breath and asked again, "Can I have a boyfriend now?"

Jing Ji's heart trembled, and under the cover of the dark light, he held back his shyness and raised his eyes to look at Ying Jiao.

He's good-looking, a little cold when he's not smiling, and has a very aggressive handsomeness. At this moment, he was staring at himself without blinking, eager for an answer.

Jing Ji, who has always been rational, didn't know what to do for the first time.

promise?

But now he has nothing, not even enough for the next semester's tuition.

He likes Yingjiao, he likes Yingjiao so much, he even wants to give him the best for a bowl of longevity noodles, so he doesn't want to be with him at this time.

At the very least, he has to wait for him to be admitted to the best university, have a promising future, and have the ability to take on the future of two people.

However, in the eyes of Shang Yingjiao's anticipation, all of Jing Ji's planning and rationality instantly disappeared without a trace.

Just once, he thought.

This time in his life he was impulsive.

He will study harder and try to make himself better. One day, he will give Yingjiao everything he wants.

"It's okay," Ying Jiao took a deep breath, trying to make himself seem calmer.

He understands Jing Ji's thoughts. Anyway, he is such a person in his life. He can afford it, as long as...

Yingjiao's pupils shrank suddenly.

The blue sheets were blown up by the wind, and his eyes were instantly bright. In the rare sunny world in winter, he saw Jing Ji lightly nodded.

When the two returned to the classroom, it was almost time for their lunch break.

Along the way, the redness on Jing Ji's face did not fade away. As soon as he sat down on the seat, the person who never took a nap, lay down for the first time ever.

The opposite of him is winning arrogance.

The corners of Yingjiao's lips lifted uncontrollably, and he was really happy.

He was so happy that he wanted to grab Feng Datu's horn, stood under the national flag, and announced to all the teachers and students in the school that Jing Ji was already his boyfriend. Let those wild bees and butterflies who are still secretly rubbing their thoughts, stay where they are cool.

But he couldn't, he had to endure it, desperately endure it.

Ying Jiao held Jing Ji's hand under the table and calmed down for a long time, but he couldn't hold back. Take out the phone with the other hand, click on the WeChat group, and start typing——

[Pride]: I think I should quit the group.

When He Conge and a few people saw the news, they suddenly looked inexplicable and whispered in secret.

He Congee: "You two messed with him?"

Zheng Que was wronged to death: "How could it be possible, Lao Peng is like a mute every day without jumping out a word! I can't even say it, what's more, he is either studying or sticking to Jingji, I'm fast Forgot what he looked like!"

He Congee: "...Then why did he suddenly go crazy?"

Zheng Que opened WeChat indifferently: "Who knows, just ask."

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: What's wrong, brother arrogant?

[Pride]: I now feel that I am out of tune with you.

[Peng Chengcheng]: ? ?

【Uncle He Family】: No... what do you mean when you speak human language?

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Brother Jiao, are you asking for attention?

[Pride]: Didn't you realize that there was a barrier between us? On the left is you who are single, and on the right is me with a boyfriend.

【Zheng Que is incorrect】:…………

【Uncle He Family】: …………

【Peng Chengcheng】：…………

【Uncle He Family】: Oh, do you have a boyfriend? Did you unilaterally reconcile with Jing?

Ying Jiao gently shook Jing Ji's hand, the smile on his face deepened, and he typed.

【Pride】: Both sides.

Behind, He Conge and several people's mobile phones fell to the ground.

"Fuck!" He Conge couldn't hold back the foul language and wanted to say something, but his eyes fell on Jing Ji, he swallowed the words that came to his mouth, picked up the phone and replied in the group——

【Uncle He Family】: Are you serious? ? ? ?

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: True or false? ? I do not believe!

[Pride]: Do you know why I type with one hand? Because the other is just holding my boyfriend.

[Pride]: Well, I won't tell you. The phone has only 99% of the battery left, and I still need to keep in touch with Jing Ji.

【Zheng Que is incorrect】:…………

【Uncle He Family】: …………

【Peng Chengcheng】：…………

He Conge almost threw the phone on his head angrily: "Fuck, is he sick?!"

Zheng Que stared at the screen of his mobile phone deliriously and murmured, "Pity my brother Ci, blinded at such a young age, and I see such an old hooligan."

Peng Chengcheng said expressionlessly: "I liked it originally."

He Congee and Zheng Que stayed for a while, and then they remembered that it was indeed Jing Ji who ran after Ying Jiao first.

But they don't know why, and they can't match the current Jingji with the previous him.

He Conge shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, it's none of our business, let's set the group chat to Do Not Disturb first."

When we were not together, we used to show every day, but now we are together!

With a word to wake up the dreamer, Zheng Que and Peng Chengcheng instantly opened the group chat, cruelly and ruthlessly set the message Do Not Disturb.

On the first day of love, Ying Jiao thought that he would be able to stay with Jing Ji for a while, but who knew that as soon as the lunch break was over, Jing Ji would be called away by Zhao Feng, saying that he had obtained a set of top-secret competition papers and asked the three of them to go to the small classroom Do and see.

Although Jing Ji was lying on his stomach at noon, he didn't fall asleep, and he still can't come back to his senses.

Did you really fall in love with Yingjiao?

He...has a boyfriend?

Jing Ji didn't know how to get along with lovers, he didn't have any experience. But...he'll do his best to be as good to Yingjiao as he is to himself.

The corners of Jing Ji's lips were slightly raised, and he discarded the distracting thoughts in his mind and began to do the questions seriously.

Although there are only three questions on the paper, the standard answering time is four and a half hours. By the time the papers were collected, it was almost time for dinner.

Jing Ji and Zhou Chao went to the cafeteria together. After they finished their meal, they found a place to sit, and the bell rang for the fourth period.

"It's also good in a small classroom." Zhou Chao sighed: "At least you don't have to grab it when you're eating. Do you think it's Brother Ci?"

"Yeah." Jing Ji replied, eating and thinking about whether to go back to the classroom later, Yingjiao must have saved a lot of questions to ask this day.

But I don't know what's going on, it's clearly what I've been doing before, but Jing Ji suddenly felt a little embarrassed at this moment. Even after the meal was over, he still hadn't made a decision.

"Are you going back to the classroom?" Zhou Chao sent the dinner plate to the recycling area and asked Jing Ji, "I have to go back and bring my schoolbag and everything, so that I can go back to the dormitory directly after the evening self-study."

Someone followed along, Jing Ji's shyness dissipated a lot, he nodded: "Go back."

When the two left the cafeteria, Jing Ji's phone suddenly vibrated. He quickly picked it up and saw that it was Zheng Que.

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Brother Ci, is Brother Jiao with you?

【King】: No, what happened?

Yingjiao and the others ordered takeout tonight, so they can eat faster. After destroying the takeaway box, Zheng Que immediately took out his mobile phone and greeted He Conge and Peng Chengcheng to play games.

At the end of the term, the teacher was so careful that he didn't dare to touch his mobile phone often, so his ranking dropped a lot.

Zheng Que and the others have a total of three people. To play in a four-person arena, the system needs to match another teammate.

Who knew that he didn't know what bad luck he had today. After three games in a row, all the rookies were matched. Not only did the ranking not rise, but it also dropped.

Zheng Que was so angry that he almost scratched his head, so he wanted to bring Yingjiao to fight with them. But Yingjiao didn't know where he went, and he sent several WeChat messages without replying.

Zheng Que thought he was looking for Jing Ji, but when he asked, he found out that there was none at all.

He was about to reply that it was all right, when he suddenly remembered that Yingjiao's battery was only 99% left at noon.

Could this person deliberately not reply to him? Don't say it, Yingjiao can really do it.

Zheng Que leaned on, he was going to find out what was going on today——

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Brother Ci, please help me ask Brother Jiao if he is going to jjc.

He didn't dare to play the arena directly, for fear that Jing Ji felt that he was deliberately enticing Ying Jiao to play the game, so he deliberately used the abbreviation, so that Jing Ji would not be able to understand it.

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: I asked him before and he didn't reply. I don't know if he didn't see it or was too lazy to reply. I'm in a hurry, you help me ask, he will definitely reply to your message as soon as possible.

Zheng Que... How did Zheng Que know that Yingjiao would reply to his message as soon as possible?

Jing Ji's cheeks were slightly hot, he even forgot to ask what jjc was, and agreed directly.

【King】: Good.

He clicked on Yingjiao's avatar and sent him a message according to what Zheng Que said——

【King】: Zheng Que asked if you are going to jjc.

In the high school science office, Yingjiao opened the door and walked out with a dormitory change application form. He lowered his head and looked at the fields that needed to be filled in, then chuckled and took out his phone, which had been shaken several times.

Ying Jiao clicked on WeChat, saw the message Jing Ji sent him, and looked at Zheng Que's message below. I immediately understood that Zheng Que couldn't find him, so he deliberately let Jing Ji come to test it.

I didn't have any good intentions, but I did a rare good thing.

Yingjiao typed a reply with a smile on his face.

【Pride】: jjc?

Jing Ji replied instantly—

【King】: Hmm.

Yingjiao whistled in a good mood, glanced at the accommodation application form in his hand, and typed——

【Pride】: 18 cm.

[Pride]: Do you want to inspect the goods?

The author has something to say: Small Theater, Ying Jiao: Very good, Jing Ji is now ready to communicate with me in depth.