Chapter 7

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Jing Ci was one step behind, following Yingjiao, and silently remembering the way in his heart as he walked.

When the provincial experiment refurbished the teaching building, the playground was enlarged by the way. After two people walked for a long time, they could still feel the slightly soft plastic runway under their feet.

It was not time for the evening self-study and class, there were not many people on the playground, and it was quiet, and even the buzzing of the washing machine in the laundry room could be heard.


Ying Jiao looked at Jing Ci with his eyes sideways, and sneered, “What do you do so far away?” Jing Ci could not refuse, holding his wrist and dragging him to his side.

He measured Jing Ci’s wrist with his finger and raised his eyebrows: “So thin?”

Jing Ci shook off his hand, Qingjun’s face looked particularly cold under the street light: “Can you keep your hands alone?”

He vaguely felt that something was wrong. Although the original book was written from the perspective of the protagonist, Yingjiao didn’t make many appearances, but Jing Ci did not forget that he hated the original.

And now, he actually asked himself to go back to the dormitory with him. Isn’t this something a close friend would do?

“Do your hands and feet?” Ying Jiao lazily tucked the hair on his forehead: “This is called doing hands and feet?” He curled his lips, and suddenly reached out and rubbed Jingci’s earlobes, sneered: “That’s called What? Round up to count us both asleep?”

Jing Ci’s ears were very sensitive, and when he was pinched like this, it felt as if it had been passed through by an electric current.

His cheeks were flushed, not only angry but also ashamed, he snapped off the hand of Yingjiao, raised his arm and rubbed his ear hard, and said angrily: “You are crazy!”

Keep your feet away from him.

“Okay, I won’t tease you anymore.” Ying Jiao grabbed his back collar and pulled him back to his side, looking at Jing Ci’s angrily appearance, dumbly: “Don’t be angry, or I will let you touch it back?”

He leaned forward and put his face in front of Jing Ci, “Knowing that you have been coveting me for a long time, you will get what you want tonight.”

Ying Jiao chuckles: “How is it, how is my brother treating you?”


“Who wants to touch you!” Jing Ci pushed his face away forcefully, “Can’t you go?”

“Go.” Ying Jiao chuckled, and stepped forward unhurriedly, just on the same level as Jing Ci, neither forward nor backward.

Yu Guangli, Jing Ci has adjusted his expression. He pursed his lips slightly, his face is handsome, his nose is high, and the curvature is very beautiful.

Ying Jiao twisted his thumb and index finger unconsciously, and the little abnormal earlobe was quite soft.

The two walked through the playground and headed straight to the grove. Jing Ci frowned, feeling that the road was not right. Xiaolinshu was right next to the school infirmary. He walked by during the day and did not see the dormitory building.

He couldn’t help but raised his head and asked Ying Jiao: “Are we going back to the bedroom?”

“Go and buy something first.” Yingjiao took out his phone, pressed it twice, and called up the payment page, and smiled at the young lady in the milk tea shop: “Two cups of milk tea, one cup of oatmeal, one cup…”

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