Dressed as The School Grass’ Ex-boyfriend

Until he sat in the back seat of Yingjiao's car, Jing Ji's ears were still red.

He lowered his eyes and breathed a little short. How could Yingjiao say that he missed him?

Are... are you kidding him? probably. Yingjiao is such a character, not to mention the occasional joke between friends is nothing.

He patted his hot face, stopped thinking about it, and forced himself to turn his attention elsewhere.

The Jing family and the Yingjiao family were both around the school, not far from each other.

In less than twenty minutes, the two arrived at their destination.

This is the second time Jing Ji has come to win the proud family. Compared with the first embarrassment, at this moment, he is more ashamed and nervous.

"What to drink?" Yingjiao opened the refrigerator: "Water or drink?"

"Water."

Ying Jiao saw that he was a little unnatural, sat on the sofa with two bottles of water, patted the seat next to him, and said with a smile, "Chat for a while before doing homework?"

Jing Ji nodded, sat down and took the water delivered by Ying Jiao, twisted it open and took a sip.

"Want to watch TV?" Yingjiao picked up the remote and asked Jingji, "What show do you like?"

Jing Ji is not very interested in TV and movies, not to mention... He raised his eyes to look at Ying Jiao with a little smile on his face, what if he saw blood on TV again unexpectedly?

Seeing the smile in his eyes, Ying Jiao instantly understood what he was thinking.

"Take what you are capable of," Ying Jiao took Jing Ji's shoulders, pressed him into his arms, and pinched his face vindictively: "Smiling at me secretly, didn't you?"

"No." Jing Ji held back a smile and tilted his head to avoid it.

Yingjiao was also reluctant to pinch hard, and let go of his hand: "So happy when you know my weakness?"

"No," Jing Ci straightened his messed up hair, afraid of Yingjiao's misunderstanding, and explained softly, "I'm not laughing at you, I'm just..."

At the cinema that day, the scene of Ying Jiao's weak face but inexplicably caring about whether he can do it or not came to mind.

Jing Ji pursed his lips and pressed the corners of his lips that he wanted to lift uncontrollably.

"that is……"

I just feel that the blood-dizzy Yingjiao is inexplicably cute.

But he couldn't say such a nasty word, even for a long time, he didn't say anything.

"Well," Ying Jiao nodded, not intending to embarrass him, and did not continue to press: "I know."

Jing Ji breathed a sigh of relief, and before he could thank Ying Jiao for his understanding in his heart, he heard him continue: "You know my secret, logically, should you also take the initiative to reveal a secret of yours to me? ?"

Jing Ji was stunned: "I have no secrets."

no?

Yingjiao laughed, this little classmate really dared to say, isn't his existence the biggest secret?

In fact, Yingjiao really wanted to ask him where he came from, why he came here, ask him... Will he leave quietly one day like when he came.

But when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them again.

It's not easy for his relationship with Jing Ci to develop to the current level. If he really asks today, I'm afraid Jing Ci will be scared away from him from now on.

Yingjiao suppressed the urge in his heart and raised his eyebrows: "Really not?"

Jing Ji lowered his eyes: "No."

"Then..." Ying Jiao raised his lips slightly, leaned closer to him, and whispered, "What happened to Qiao Anyan's Ping An Fruit?"

Jing Ji's brain crashed in an instant, and his face flushed thoroughly.

Looking at his performance, what Yingjiao still doesn't understand.

It wasn't a mistake, it wasn't a confusion, but Jing Ji deliberately put the apple in the box.

"You..." Ying Jiao's heartbeat started to speed up involuntarily, he calmed his breath, his eyes tightly clasped Jing Ji's face: "Why do you do that?"

When he was caught doing bad things, an unprecedented shame rose from his heart, Jing Ji's cheeks were so hot that he almost smoked, he lowered his eyes and said nothing.

This time, Yingjiao didn't let him go and asked again, "Why?"

"Because, because..." Jing Ji's body stiffened and he stuttered: "I... I hate him very much."

Only in this way?

Yingjiao was dissatisfied with this answer, he rolled his eyes and said, "Then do you know that there is a love letter he gave me in that Ping An fruit?"

Jing Ji's breath choked.

love letter? There are love letters in there!

Since Ping An Fruit has been given to the teacher, how would Yingjiao know?

"I'm sorry," Jing Ji's fingers trembled, his mind was already messed up into a pot of porridge, he forced himself to calm down: "Is the teacher looking for you? It's all my fault, I went to school with the teacher..."

"Okay." Ying Jiao originally just wanted to say a few words, but he didn't expect to scare him. Holding his cold hand and rubbing it, he felt a little regretful in his heart: "It's such a big deal, I'm scared like this. Lao Liu is looking for me, but this matter has nothing to do with me. After he understands, he let me go. It was noon. Do you remember the day we were looking for both of us at the same time?"

"real?"

"Well," Jing Ci was very thoughtful, and Ying Jiao was afraid that he would think more, so he deliberately teased: "Just kidding, Lao Liu already knew that you were my little wife, how could he still misunderstand what I have with other people. I would rather demolish ten temples than break a marriage, do you understand?"

Xiaojiao's wife Jingci: "..."

The little charming wife stood up from the sofa in embarrassment and turned her back to Yingjiao: "Write, do your homework."

Yingjiao admired his embarrassed appearance, and nodded, "Okay."

The two went to the study together.

Jing Ci went downstairs in a hurry, and the books were stuffed into the schoolbag casually. At this moment, he calmed down, looked at the messy textbooks, and couldn't bear it for a moment. tidy.

Yingjiao glanced at the Olympiad and asked him, "Your competition results haven't come out yet?"

"You can check your results online at eight o'clock tomorrow morning." Jing Ji took out the papers to be written, placed them neatly on the table, and said to Ying Jiao, "But the specific awards will have to wait a few more days."

Yingjiao didn't understand: "Didn't we come out together?"

Jing Ji shook his head: "The grades are given first, then the provincial score line, and finally the list of winners is announced."

Yingjiao snorted: "Why is it so troublesome?"

He asked again, "What about after that?"

"After that..." Jing Ci paused before continuing: "If you are selected for the provincial team, you will be able to participate in the national finals. There are about 200 people in the country who can enter the finals every year. In our province... Mr. Zhao said that last year, the One."

Yingjiao is dumbfounded, this competition is too fierce, but——

"If I'm alone this year..." Ying Jiao skillfully turned the pen in his hand and chuckled, "It must be you."

Jing Ji shook his head: "I won't know until the results come out."

Sure enough, it was a Jing Ci-style answer. Even though he was now his closest friend, he still had reservations in front of him.

Ying Jiao sighed, turned over the chemical paper in his hand, take your time, at least Jing Ji is willing to go home with him now.

Jing Ji's homework had already been written more than half yesterday, plus he did the questions fast, and he completed all the tasks before six o'clock. Although Yingjiao didn't catch the fish, he still couldn't keep up with his progress, and there were still a few papers left to do.

The two have been writing for more than three hours. Ying Jiao looked at the time and said to Jing Ji, "Go to dinner first, then come back and continue?"

Jing Ci put his books into his schoolbag in order, and refused: "I'm going home."

go home? Ying Jiao sneered, he abducted Jing Ci today, but he never thought of letting him go back.

"It's only six o'clock, what are you doing when you go back so early." Yingjiao's face was righteous, and he couldn't see the flowery intestines in his stomach: "I still have a question to ask you, anyway, it's a holiday tomorrow, and it's the same as going back later."

What Jing Ji was most concerned about was Ying Jiao's study situation. Hearing what he said, he nodded and agreed without thinking: "Okay, then I'll finish the topic for you before leaving."

The two put on their coats and went downstairs, and Ying Jiao took Jing Ji to the Japanese food store they went to yesterday.

The owner of this shop is Japanese, and the shop has authentic Japanese taste from the decoration to the dishes.

Yingjiao picked up the menu at hand and asked Jingji, "What do you want to eat?"

Jing Ji turned two pages, the price was astonishingly expensive, and they were all things he had never eaten before. Afraid of ordering the wrong dish, he closed the menu and said, "You can order it, I can do it."

"Don't." Yingjiao said helplessly: "You are deliberately embarrassing me. What do you like to eat? Do you like sea urchin rice?"

"I've never eaten Japanese food." Jing Ji didn't feel embarrassed, to be honest: "Order what you think is delicious."

Ying Jiao's fingertips paused, and his guess about Jing Ci's family background became more and more certain.

Yingjiao didn't change his face, nodded and said, "That's okay, I'll make some."

He didn't order it directly, but first confirmed with Jing Ji: "Have you eaten raw food before?"

"no."

If you haven't eaten raw food, you can't eat more at once, otherwise Yingjiao is afraid that his stomach will not be able to accept it. He decisively turned over the sashimi page and ordered a sukiyaki pot. The weather is cold, and it's good to eat a pot to warm the stomach.

Turning around again, I ordered another skewer platter, one grilled beef tongue, one sashimi wagyu rock plate, one snowflake beef short rib, one okonomiyaki, and a stone pot truffle beef soup.

The raw food only ordered one sweet shrimp. If Jing Ji had no reaction after eating it, it meant that his body accepted it.

After confirming the menu with Yingjiao, the waiter left, and there were only two people left in the small booth.

The privacy of this shop is very well done, with partitions between each table. A protruding cherry blossom lamp is embedded on the pure black wall, and the light shines softly on the table, adding a sense of romance.

Ying Jiao took a sip of tea with satisfaction. The regret of not being able to bring Jing Ji to eat on Christmas Eve, he finally made up for it today.

"It's not bad to see the night view from here," Ying Jiao pointed out the window and said, "You can see the bridge across the sea."

Jing Ji followed his gaze and saw a long strip of light, like the Milky Way hanging in the night, eye-catching and splendid.

Jing Ji couldn't help but sigh in his heart, sure enough, there is a reason for being expensive. Not to mention the dishes, the environment alone is already very attractive.

The food was served very quickly, and the two of them just said a few words, and the sukiyaki pot was brought up. The waiter opened fire for them, and placed a bowl of raw eggs in front of the two of them, telling them that they could be smashed and dipped in fat cows.

Ying Jiao was a regular customer, so he nodded casually, picked up his chopsticks and started stirring, but Jing Ji expressed his resistance to the food for the first time.

"This is a sterile egg," Ying Jiao took a chopstick and a fat cow from the pot, dipped it in the egg bowl and put it in his mouth, and said to Jing Ji, "There is no fishy smell."

Jing Ji shook his head with a troubled face: "I still don't want it."

"It's okay," Ying Jiao knew that he was just playing tricks on the inherent impression of raw eggs, so he didn't dare to try it. He dipped the fat cow in the egg liquid a little, and handed it to Jing Ji's mouth: "Try it."

Jing Ji hesitated for a while, but still shook his head: "I can't, I can't eat this."

"It's not fishy," Yingjiao laughed: "When did brother lie to you?"

Jing Ji hesitated for a moment: "Then I'll do it myself."

"Just eat my share, hurry up, I've been holding it for so long." He saw that Jing Ji's face was a little unnatural, and said, "It's just the two of us in the cubicle. If you're embarrassed, open your mouth."

Jing Ji met Yingjiao's smiling eyes, and opened his mouth wide.

The fat beef in the mouth is delicious, and there is no fishy smell of eggs at all.

Ying Jiao looked at his stretched brows and said, "Didn't I lie to you?"

Jing Ji smiled embarrassedly and nodded.

It seems that every time I am with Yingjiao, I will have a new experience.

The portion of the Japanese ingredients is small, but it can't hold up more than Ying Pride. Jing Ji is also a character who can't see leftovers. At the end of the meal, both of them endured.

In the elevator, Ying Jiao smiled and said to Jing Ji, "Wait when we go back and weigh ourselves, and see how many kilograms we ate this meal."

Jing Ji was in a good mood and spoke a lot more casually: "Do you still have a scale at home?"

"Well, I was bored and bought an ultrasonic weight measuring instrument. I stood on it and I can display everything about my height and weight."

Jing Ji was aroused by him: "Then I will weigh it too."

The two returned home and went straight to the measuring instrument.

Yingjiao stood on it for a few seconds, then glanced at the numbers on the screen, and said with a smile: "It's two pounds heavier, yes, this meal is quite worth it."

Jing Ji waited for the numbers above to disappear, and also stood up, and his basic situation was immediately displayed on the screen——

Height: 179cm

Weight: 65kg

Jing Ji looked at the top number with some surprise: "I'm only one centimeter away from one meter eight."

He was 178 before, but when he came to this world, he actually rose by one centimeter!

Yingjiao stared at the screen for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed.

Jing Ji was confused by his smile: "What's wrong?"

As the saying goes, Ying Jiao is leaning on the treadmill and looking at Jing Ji's bright eyes. Unable to hold back, he lazily blew a rogue whistle at him and waved: "You are... destined to lack a 1."

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