[BL] Dressed as The School Grass' Ex-boyfriend [Transmigration]

Chapter 22

Yingjiao and they played noisily all night yesterday, and a bunch of drunk boys crowded in the box for the night. slept until noon the next day before got up in a daze and went out to find food.

Others just got up and rubbed their faces and left. They won the arrogance but the idol weighed a ton of burden. They had to let Zheng Que go out and help him buy a set of washing tools, make do with it in the bathroom to tidy up, and then go out. .

Looking at Jing Ci’s stunned face in front, Ying Jiao raised the corners of his lips slightly, very lucky that he didn’t get along with those slackers in the morning.

Jing Ci was still a little unresponsive, and looked at Ying Jiao blankly: “Why are you here?”

Ying Jiao threw half of the milk tea in his hand into the trash can, and walked over and said, “I didn’t go home because I did it too late last night.” He raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiang Jingci: “Are you going back to study in advance?”

Jingci lowered his eyelids: “Yeah.”

Ying Jiao smiled and didn’t ask much.

“Have you eaten? Let’s go together.”

“I’ve eaten.” Jing Ci shook his head and refused. He wanted to say something. Zheng Que, who had been waiting behind him, ran over: “Go, come with us if you run into it. You are alone anyway.”

Zheng Que was nervous like Dinghai Shenzhen. He didn’t know that he had accidentally stabbed Jing Ci’s pain point, and he still smiled and persuaded: “If you eat, eat more. What does it mean to be alone, there are too many people…”

“Don’t you have something to go back?” Before the rest was finished, he was interrupted by Yingjiao.

Yingjiao smiled and looked at him: “Then go back first and leave me alone.”

Zheng Que’s eyes widened: “When will I…”

“Yes, yes, yes, let’s accompany Old Zheng, brother Jiao, do it yourself.” He Zhou walked up, covering Zheng Que’s mouth with one hand, and dragging him back with the other.

Zheng Que was still struggling, trying to speak out the doubt in his heart, but was kicked silently by Peng Chengcheng and left miserably.

The obstruction was finally solved. Ying Jiao pressed the bright phone screen to check the time, and said to Jing, “Now the school hasn’t opened, and you can’t go in. Come with me to have a meal?”

He smiled and pointed to the backs of He Zhou who were almost invisible, and shamelessly sold them out: “They are all gone, I don’t really want to eat alone.”

Jing Ci hesitated for a moment, but nodded: “Okay.”

Yingjiao chose a tea restaurant and wanted to order a few dishes at will, but when he thought of Jingci’s habit of not having leftovers, he only ordered a platter of honey-glazed barbecued pork and roasted ribs, plus a garlic spinach. After confirming that Jing Ci had really eaten it, he didn’t order his portion, so that he couldn’t eat it and stuffed it into his stomach so hard that he only asked for a portion of Yangzhi nectar.

“Lao Liu and the others are approving the papers at school today,” Ying Jiao drank the keel soup, and said to Jingci, “We might run into him when we go back.”

The efficiency of the provincial experiment teacher is very high. After the exam, it is absolutely no more than three days before the results are all out.

Within four days, the red list will definitely be posted at the door of a teaching building so that all teachers and students who come in and out can see it.