Dressed as The School Grass’ Ex-boyfriend

The eyes met each other, and everything around him became silent in an instant.

The sound of footsteps in the corridor, the whistle outside, the sound of the elevator opening and closing, everything was fading rapidly, and it seemed that there were only two people left in the whole world.

I don't know who moved first, but when I reacted, the two were already kissing each other again.

The heartbeat was so loud that it almost drowned out the rapid breathing, Jing Ji raised his head high, and put his hands on Yingjiao's shoulders. While kissing him back, Ying Jiao stumbled forward.

Yingjiao's arm pressed hard, pressing Jing Ji's neck and pressing him towards himself. The kiss was fierce and ruthless, and the force was so strong that it almost devoured him.

His breathing was heavy, 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 clatter. It's like a signal before ignition, instantly raising the temperature in the room higher.

No tricks, 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, in order to relieve the longing in their hearts.

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

Jing Ji's legs were weak, and he slid down a little unconsciously. Ying Jiao was keenly aware of it, and directly picked him up by the waist, kicking open the door of the master bedroom.

"Brother..." Jing Ji was lying on the bed, panting and tilting his head, groping with his backhand to grab Yingjiao's hand.

The feeling of being lost and found is so precious that he still can't believe it until now. Even if his eyes could see him and his body could feel him, he was desperately trying to grab something.

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

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

……………………

When everything was over, it was already early morning.

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

The memory of the past is really too long. When wearing the condom, Yingjiao forgot to squeeze out the air at the front. In addition, although he tried his best to control it, his movements just now were still a little intense, which caused the cover to break several times and get a lot inside.

Even if he cleaned up Jing Ji, he was still a little worried.

Jing Ji was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, the end of his eyes flushed, his eyelashes moved when he heard Ying Jiao's words, and he didn't say a word.

"Sleep?" Ying Jiao pushed the hair on his forehead aside and asked again.

Jing Ji still didn't respond.

Ying Jiao laughed, leaning on his face with one hand and gently tracing the outline of Jing Ji with the other. He looked at him greedily, his eyes reluctant to blink.

It's good, this person, this person he can't wait to exchange with his life, has finally returned to his side.

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

Ying Jiao could hardly contain the surging love and happiness in his heart. He put his hands on Jing Ji's sides, lowered his head and started from his forehead, kissing down little by little.

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

"Brother?" Jing Ji slowly opened his eyes, met Yingjiao's eyes, his voice was a little hoarse: "You called me?"

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

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

Jing Ji lowered his eyes in embarrassment and embarrassment, this...why do you need to ask?

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

However, he hasn't rested well, and his physical strength can't keep up, so he has to beg Yingjiao to let him do it next time. But the more he begged, the more excited Yingjiao became, and the more he bullied him...

Yingjiao laughed lowly, and his fingertips swept across his Adam's apple: "Baby, you just screamed so nicely, just thinking about it makes me hard again."

"Brother!" Jing Ji was ashamed and angry: "Can you be serious?"

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

Recalling that when Jing Ji was approaching the apex, his eyes were slack and his body was red, grabbing his arm and begging unconsciously, Yingjiao's blood couldn't help but be restless again.

He coughed, knowing that Jing Ji couldn't take it anymore. Get up and unscrew the mineral water on the table: "Understood, listen to you, drink some water first."

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

After he finished drinking, Ying Jiao took it and took a few sips himself. Lie back and pulled Jing Ji into his arms, and asked again, "Is your stomach uncomfortable?"

Jing Ji shook his head: "No."

"Where is it?" Ying Jiao reached out and touched it: "Does it hurt?"

When he was touched there, Jing Ji's body trembled sensitively, but he didn't hide and said with a blushing face, "...it doesn't hurt."

In fact, it still hurts a bit, but it's not unbearable, there is no need to let Yingjiao know, to save him worrying.

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

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

"elder brother."

"Um?"

Jing Ji was simply called Ying Jiao, and didn't want to say anything. Hearing his answer, he confused the topic: "Did you skip class yesterday?"

Win arrogant: "..."

Yingjiao gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and squeezed his face: "I need to clean up, right? You just didn't make it hard enough?"

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

"Just found out?" Ying Jiao smiled and flicked his forehead: "Jingshen, your reaction is slow."

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

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

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

That system was originally processed scrap, with formatters embedded 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 the formatter.

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

Qiao Anyan, as the person who is the most malicious and the best at the mercy of Jing Ci, has naturally become the host chosen by the system.

The first life, with its own memory, it failed.

"It's bound to Qiao Anyan can't be released, and there's no way to leave, unless Qiao Anyan succeeds." Ying Jiao was talking, his hands were not idle, and he kept making trouble in the most fleshy part of Jing Ji's body: "So there was a time reset."

I no longer have the memory of Jing Ji, and Jing Ji has changed again. As for Qiao Anyan, he was a copy of Jing Ci, and the system was certain that he would fall in love with him. It will take a desperate risk and consume most of the existing energy.

Jing Ji's waist was softened by his touch, he held down Yingjiao's hand, and his voice was a little panting: "Speak, talk about business..."

"Don't say it with your hands." Ying Jiao raised his lips viciously, rubbing his waist and eyes on purpose. Satisfied to see Jing Ji trembling, he said solemnly: "Do you still want to know?"

Jing Ji nodded silently.

Yingjiao chuckled and continued: "But it miscalculated."

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

"That world stopped only after Qiao Anyan was the first in the school." Ying Jiao looked at Jing Ji's eyes, his eyes became more and more gentle: "Then you came back, it's now."

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

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

This is why Jing Ji has a headache when he sees him.

"You are getting stronger and stronger, but the energy of the system is getting less and less." Ying Jiao's voice was low: "So when you see Qiao Anyan later, the symptoms of the headache are getting lighter."

"As for the fact that we can't be in contact, we can't be better..." When Yingjiao mentioned this, his teeth were itching: "That should be done by Qiao Anyan with the last bit of system energy."

This bit of energy was finally offset after their relationship got better and better, Jing Ji won the gold medal in the international competition, and the trajectory of life completely overlapped with that of the first world, and they regained their own world.

Jing Ji couldn't help but ask, "Then it's formatted now, right?"

"Yeah." Ying Jiao nodded: "Don't worry, the day you saw Qiao Anyan without a headache, it was already formatted."

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

"I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you at that time." Ying Jiao gently stroked Jing Ji's hair, his heart aching.

His Jingjing, which should have a bright future, a beautiful and happy life, was destroyed by two garbage hands.

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

In the second life, he was hit in the head with an iron rod and died alone in a small alley.

Even in the second life, it was only a small part of his soul, but Jing Ji still had feelings subconsciously, right?

That's why now he protects his head so much that no one else is allowed to touch it.

"It was my fault."

Jing Ji was startled, only to realize that he was talking about the second world.

"No." He took the initiative to hold Ying Jiao's hand and said earnestly, "Brother, don't think blindly, it has nothing to do with you."

If he hadn't won arrogance, he wouldn't be where he is now. He will stay alone in another world, continue to be a transparent person, and he will die because of an incomplete soul at some point.

Yingjiao smiled and said nothing.

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

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

But they happened to have a third generation.

Ying Jiao held his hand tightly, and a fear suddenly rose in his heart.

If Jing Ji doesn't come back...

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

Ying Jiao saw that his eyes were about to open and he 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..."

Yingjiao slammed his hips on him, "Then do it again?"

"Just... just fell asleep." Jing Ji shrank to the quilt and closed his eyes immediately.

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

When the sky was dawn, Jing Ji suddenly woke up from his sleep.

He remembered the forgotten thing! You and Yingjiao are still separated!

Jing Ji opened his eyes, and when he raised his eyes, it happened to meet Ying Jiao's gaze.

Only then did he realize that there were dim lights in the room. Ying Jiao was leaning on the head of the bed, with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, looking at him without blinking, not sleeping at all.

Jing Ji's heart was suddenly sore and painful, Ying Jiao was... afraid to sleep? He just sat like this all night?

"Did I scare you?" Ying Jiao took down the cigarette, reached out to touch his face, and asked softly.

Jing Ji shook his head.

"How is that..."

Yingjiao's voice stopped abruptly.

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

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

Between the two of them, it was always Yingjiao who took the initiative.

Actively 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 for a while, then he pulled him into his arms and said with a low smile, "I can't ask for it."

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