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

Chapter 10

Ying Jiao hugged Jing Ci full of arms, looked down at the small hair spin on his head, with a smile in his eyes: “I can’t help but how long I haven’t seen it, tsk tsk.”

Jing Ciran panted slightly: “I didn’t mean it, I just didn’t see it clearly.” He stretched out his hand and pushed away Yingjiao.

However, he just ran quickly, his whole body limp and unable to exert his strength at all. After pushing twice, Yingjiao still stood still on the spot.

“Oh -” Ying Jiao dragged the long tone, and said in a meaningful way: “You confess to me every day, follow me, fight for me, so many people on the playground, you just threw into my arms, but I know , You didn’t mean it, it’s just a coincidence.”

Jing Ci was slightly hot on the cheeks he said, and he tried to explain: “Sorry, don’t get me wrong, I really don’t.”

He paused, fearing that Li Zhou had waited too long and was anxious, he once again pushed to win the arrogance: “You let go first, and I will apologize to you when I go back. Li Zhou is still waiting for me in the cafeteria.”

The more anxious he was, the more he won’t let go of Winning Pride, and even more vigorously held him by the waist, and directly buckled him into his arms.

“I hugged you first?” Ying Jiao watched him flutter in his arms, somehow, just trying to bully him hard: “Can’t it work, little classmate, if you take advantage, the wicked will sue first.”

It was very hot and it was noon. The two young boys hugged each other for so long, and after a while, Jing Ci broke out in fine sweat.

The heat, coupled with the inability to make sense with Yingjiao, made Jing Ci’s heart fire. He took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and tried to persuade Yingjiao: “I really want to go to dinner, will you let me go?”

“If you say something nice, let you go.” Yingjiao’s nasty voice came from above his head.

Jingci lowered his eyelids, already on the verge of an explosion: “Let go.”

“No one won’t let you go.” Yingjiao said lazily: “How can I let go if you don’t speak?”

Jing Ci pursed his lower lip, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the fabric on Yingjiao’s back. Before he could react, his knees pushed up hard

“Fuck.” Ying Jiao took a breath of pain, his face changed.

He arched slightly and looked down at Jing Ci: “You…”

Jing Ciren has been with him for a long time. He looked at Ying Jiao coldly, and said lightly: “What’s wrong with me?”

He knew that he would be completely offended by winning the arrogance today, so he planned to wait for a while to finish the meal and go to the small shop to buy a pencil sharpener. If Yingjiao comes to beat himself, let him show his blood.

Jing Ci rationalized the messed up school uniform, and his slightly narrow eyes were full of provocation.

He pursed his lips slightly, his stubborn little appearance was unexpectedly cute.

Ying Jiao cursed in his heart, and didn’t know where to throw that point of anger.

“You…” He tried his best to ignore the pain underneath and looked towards Jing Ci.

Jing Ci raised his eyes to look at him.

Ying Jiao chuckles: “I found it so accurate, haven’t you been staring at it for a long time?”