Dressed as The School Grass’ Ex-boyfriend

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

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

He...not sure if Yingjiao meant that.

"Repent?" Ying Jiao roguely pinched Jing Ci's chin, forced him to look up at him, and said with a chuckle, "It's not worth talking, Jingshen."

Yingjiao's voice was low and magnetic, with a bit of sloppyness. At this time, it was a little hoarse because he had just kissed, and it sounded extraordinarily provocative in the night.

Jing Ji's heart was pounding, his Adam's apple moved, and he said with difficulty: "Late, at night, the teacher will check the bed..."

Yingjiao smiled angrily, his face was not blushing and his heart was not beating: "I can't move at that time?" He paused, and said ambiguous: "It doesn't matter if you can't help but move by yourself, it's a big deal and bribe it later. Check the bed teacher."

Afterwards or something...

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

As it happened, Yingjiao still didn't let him go.

"What are you talking to, where are you looking?" Yingjiao turned his face over, clasped his waist with one hand, and asked, "Is it okay?"

Jing Ji lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Yingjiao's eyes fell on his flushed face, he paused, and suddenly asked quickly, "Did you meet Qiao Anyan when you hit the door?"

Jing Ji's mental state that day was obviously wrong. He asked a few times, but he was all put off.

In the past few days, Yingjiao has not found a suitable opportunity to rhetorically, and it happened to happen at this moment, how could he let it go.

Jing Ji's mind was in chaos now, and when he heard the words, he blurted out: "I met it."

Jing Ji's heartbeat suddenly stopped for a few beats, why did Yingjiao ask him this? Yes... did you notice something?

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

"Didn't you two have a fight?" Ying Jiao's expression remained unchanged, and he said naturally, "I met him when I was going downstairs that day, and I asked as soon as I remembered."

Jing Ji didn't believe it, the timing of his words was too good, as if he was waiting for him there.

"Really?"

"Otherwise?" Ying Jiao raised his eyebrows, embraced him as he walked towards the teaching building, and said, "No way, baby." He turned his eyes and looked at Jing Ji narrowly: "You are too jealous. Too big."

Jing Ji blushed and did not refute, so he thought he was jealous.

Ying Jiao was afraid that he would think wildly, and continued the topic just now: "Will you come to my place tonight?"

Jing Ji's lips moved, but he didn't speak.

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

Jing Ji looked up at him.

"You're not yet an adult, and I'm not a beast. I was just kidding you, are you stupid?" He finished, and smiled: "Although I still want to be a beast."

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

He nodded, then raised his hand and quickly shook Yingjiao's hand on his shoulder.

Ying Jiao was startled, grabbed his hand with his backhand, and didn't let go until he walked to the playground.

After the two returned to the classroom, it was almost time for class.

Yingjiao was not in a hurry to get the papers to be done in the class, and said to Jing Ji, "I'll look at your head."

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

When Jing Ji heard the words, he turned to his side obediently, and took the initiative to lift his hair.

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

Jing Ji's hit was too serious. Although he gave him a cold compress within 24 hours and safflower oil after that, it didn't look much better than the previous two days.

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

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

Yingjiao worriedly told him: "If you feel uncomfortable, don't carry it hard, you must tell me, you know?"

Jing Ji nodded.

Yingjiao continued to ask calmly: "Have you had a headache recently? Don't bump into the old problem."

Jing Ji told the truth: "It hurts once, but it's not as painful as before." Afraid that Yingjiao was worried, he added: "Don't worry, it will be better soon."

almost ready? How did Jing Ji know?

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

The class was about to begin, Jing Ji took a math Olympiad book from the hole in the table, and was ready to read it in the next class, but Ying Jiao lowered his eyes and didn't move.

At the beginning, Jing Ji said that when he bumped into the door and met Qiao Anyan, Ying Jiao thought it was Qiao Anyan again.

But after hearing that Jing Ji's headache was relieved, Yingjiao didn't think so.

The headache eased, indicating that Qiao Anyan's influence on Jing Ji had become smaller, and it was impossible for him to be in a trance.

Why is that?

Yingjiao thought for a while and couldn't figure it out, then turned to another thing.

When Jing Ji was in Yangcheng, he had a headache once. If it's the same as recently, it's just a slight pain, even if an agreement is made, Jing Ji won't tell himself.

The two headaches are very close, but the degree of discomfort is completely different.

So, during the period of exams and results, what happened to the magnetic fields of the two of them?

Ying Jiao gave Jing Ji a thoughtful look. During this period, the biggest thing that happened to Jing Ji was entering the national training team.

If the guess is correct in this direction, does it mean that as long as Jing Ji gets better and better, Qiao Anyan will have less and less influence on him?

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

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Brother Jiao, do you live in Cen Yuewan during your vacation?

[Pride]: Don't go, what's wrong?

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Then I'll stay for a while _(:з"∠)_ I don't want to go home on vacation.

[Pride]: Well, you can stay as long as you want, and it's empty.

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

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

【Uncle He Family】: Yo, what kind of wind is this blowing? It's blowing you, a busy person, into the group.

Yingjiao snorted and typed——

[Pride]: Listening to you, a sense of superiority in IQ arises spontaneously.

【Uncle He Family】: Get out! You son of a bitch!

[Uncle He Family]: I'll tell you! You have no idea how disgusting he is! ! In the toilet the day before yesterday, I saw it with my own eyes! It's easy to do anything to Brother Ci! ! Outrageous!

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

[Your uncle from the He family]:......Lao Zheng, have you bent too? Your little sister is not chasing?

【Peng Chengcheng】：…

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: I didn't!

[Pride]: I'm not in a relationship with my boyfriend, kiss and hold him high, do you still come to play games with you? Got a hole in your brain?

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

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: ...

【Uncle He Family】:  …

【Peng Chengcheng】：…

Zheng Que couldn't help but poked He Congee in the back and complained, "Why do you want to start this way and give him a chance to play?"

He Conge threw the phone into the hole of the table with a bang, regretting that: "...Don't talk about it, come and come, fight the landlord."

Ying Jiao showed a wave of affection, and in a good mood, he took this workbook and began to do the questions.

As soon as the bell rang in the second period of evening self-study, and the students in Class 7 were still frolic, Teacher Liu pushed open the door and walked in.

After hammering a few of the most aggressive boys, he knocked on Jing Ji's desk: "Jing Ji, come out."

Jing Ji 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, Teacher Liu said straight to the point: "Teacher tells you good news, the reward plan for you has been decided today."

He didn't want to hang Jingci's appetite, and continued: "The government will reward 30,000 yuan, and our school will give 80,000 yuan!"

Jing Ji's eyes lit up, what he lacked most now was money.

He didn't want to be too clear with Yingjiao, nor was he hypocritical, it was just too powerless to feel that he had no source of income. He is also a man, and he wants to give the best to his lover.

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

"Thank you, teacher."

Mr. Liu grinned and waved his hand: "The money will definitely be credited to the account a few years ago, and you will send the bank card number to the teacher later." Mr. 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 money for your age."

Jing Ji's body froze suddenly, and he lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Teacher Liu thought he didn't want it, so he smiled and said, "Just think that your parents saved it for you, and you will ask them later."

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

Jing Ji asked softly, "Can't you hit my own card?"

Teacher Liu said firmly: "No."

Seeing that Jing Ci was still silent, Mr. Liu couldn't help laughing and laughing. He compromised: "If you really want to call your own card, just ask your father or your mother to call the teacher and they will agree."

After Jing Ji entered the national training team, he had to take the exam and selection. The time was very tight. Mr. Liu didn't want to waste his time, patted him on the shoulder and motioned him to go back to the classroom to continue studying.

Jing Ji didn't move.

Teacher Liu frowned slightly, just as he was about to say something, he heard Jing Ji 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 in disbelief: "What did you say?!"

Next, Jing Ji endured the embarrassment and embarrassment, and told Teacher Liu the matter from the beginning to the end with a constant expression.

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

If it wasn't for Jing Ji's words, if it wasn't for his dealings with Jing's father before, he wouldn't believe that a father would not give his underage son living expenses.

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

He paused, and then said to Jing Ji: "I guarantee that the teacher will know about this."

There was such a high-spirited student in the class, how could Mr. Liu not pay attention. He found out long ago, and Jing Ji is now very thin-skinned.

Teacher Liu couldn't help but feel a little regretful. If he had agreed earlier, it would have been better not to ask so many questions.

The child is definitely not feeling well now that he is trying so hard to hide things that he has to tell others.

There was nothing unusual on Jing Ji's face, and it was the same as usual, with no expression, and thanked very politely: "Thank you teacher."

"It's okay." Teacher Liu sighed, paused, and then said, "You... If you need to fill in the parent's contact information in the future, just fill in the teacher's."

Jing Ji was startled.

Teacher Liu laughed: "Don't think it's troublesome, the teacher is very happy. Just like the relevant notice of the national training team this time, should I call Teacher Zhao? I want to change with him."

Jing Ji's nose was sore, and he nodded vigorously.

After watching Jing Ji return to his seat, Teacher Liu slammed down the window sill and did not hide the anger on his face.

This is due to Jing Ji's ambition. At a young age, he can rely on bonuses to support himself. What if he changed to an ordinary student?

Seventeen or eighteen years old is the time when self-esteem is the strongest. Wouldn't this ruin the child's life? !

Mr. Liu couldn't hold back the foul language, and decided to always be vigilant against Jing's father in the future, and never let him come over to disturb Jing Ci.