Chapter 22: CH 22

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

Others just got up and rubbed their faces and left. Ying Jiao had a ton of idol burden. He had to ask Zheng Que to go out and buy him a set of washing tools, and he managed to tidy up the bathroom before they left.

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

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

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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 it was too late.” He raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiang Jing Ci: “Are you going back to study in advance?”

Jing Ci lowered his eyelids: “Yeah.”

Ying Jiao laughed 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 we are here. You are alone anyway.”

Zheng Que nerves are as thick as a fixed sea god’s needle. He didn’t know that he had accidentally stabbed Jing Ci’s sore spot, and he smiled and persuaded: “If you eat, don’t eat alone, there are many people…”

“Don’t you have something to do?” Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ying Jiao.

Ying Jiao smiled and looked at him: “Go back first and leave me alone.”

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

“Yes, yes, let me accompany Old Zheng, brother Jiao, go 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.

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

He smiled, pointing at 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.”

Ying Jiao chose a tea restaurant and wanted to order a few dishes at will, but when he thought of Jing Ci’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 his stomach, so he only asked for a portion of Yangzhi nectar.

“Old Liu and the others are scoring papers at school today,” Ying Jiao took a sip of the keel soup, and said to Jing Ci, “We might run into him when we go back.”

The efficiency of the provincial experiment teacher is very high. After the exam, it will last 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.

Ying Jiao smiled: “Seeing you working so hard now, he must be very happy.”

Jing Ci pursed his lower lip in embarrassment: “It’s nothing, just study normally.”

While the two were talking, Yangzhi nectar was served, and Ying Jiao pushed the bowl to Jing Ci: “Yours.”

Jing Ci was surprised: “I don’t want it.”

“It’s okay, you have lost time to dine with me,” Ying Jiao pushed back again: “I don’t know if you like it or not, I just order it at will.”

Jing Ci didn’t want to take advantage of him anymore, but he was too tough to refuse, so he could only answer: “Thank you.”

But he was worried in his heart, he should give him something this time.

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Ying Jiao didn’t know that Jing Ci was trying to draw a line with him in his heart, and said while eating: “Try it, how is it?”

Jing Ci picked up the spoon, took a small sip, and put it in his mouth.

The ingredients used in this shop are very conscientious. The mangoes put in it are sweet and rich, with rich milky and fruity aromas. When he tasted it, he felt a hint of coolness. It was delicious and refreshing.

“It’s delicious and sweet.” Jing Ci replied, swallowing the juice in his mouth.

Ying Jiao took a closer look at his face, and saw that he really liked it, so he was relieved.

Jing Ci thanked him again: “Thank you.”

“You’re too polite.” Ying Jiao chuckles: “You…”

As soon as he said this sentence, the phone he put on the table suddenly began to vibrate. Ying Jiao looked down at the caller ID and directly cut off the call.

But there was no end and it kept ringing, almost like it refused to give up if he didn’t answer.

Ying Jiao put down his chopsticks and said to Jing Ci, “I’ll go out and answer the phone.”

Jing Ci nodded and motioned for him to go.

Ying Jiao walked to the door before pressing the answer button.

“Ying Jiao, you b*tch!!” As soon as the call was connected, the people over there couldn’t wait to curse: “Did you do it? Did you cut me out of my business?!”

Ying Shengjun did a good job in the college entrance examination this year and got a local 211, and let Ying’s father change his indifference towards him before, not only did he find him a fiance with a strong family background, but also held an engagement banquet last month.

Ying Shengjun is very satisfied with his fiancée, who is authentic, white, rich and beautiful, with a soft personality, and is especially suitable for being his wife.

But he didn’t inherit the business talent of his father’s business talent, but inherited his lustful heart.

Even if he had a fiancée, he could still meet pretty sisters outside. Change one overnight, and do not meet up with the same one every night.

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He concealed it well, and his fiancée didn’t notice the slightest clue, and he was getting better and better.

However, just a few days ago, photos of him and his pretty sister entering and leaving nightclubs and hotels were suddenly spread all over the sky. School forums, post bars, class groups, and even his fiancee’s company did not escape.

In the photo, although the faces of the girls are blurry, his faces are high-definition, he couldn’t fool his way out of this.

His fiancee, who has a soft personality and has always been obedient to him, uncharacteristically, insists on breaking their marriage contract.

Over the past few days, Ying Shengjun has been devastated. He was looked at with strange gazes outside, and was reprimanded by his father when he got home, and his life was extremely miserable.

He checked for several days, but failed to find the perpetrator.

Up to now, he suddenly realized, except for Ying Jiao, no one can do such a thing!

“You’re looking for death!” Ying Shengjun cursed and said cruelly: “Don’t you look at what you are! Do you think this kind of method can mess me up in front of my father?!  Keep dreaming! I told you Ying Jiao, your mother is dead but my mother is still…”

Ying Jiao hung up the phone without expression and pulled Ying Shengjun’s number into the blacklist.

He leaned against the wall and lowered his eyes indifferently.

Ying Jiao’s chest undulated violently. He endured desperately, took a cigarette out of his pocket and took two sips before he could barely suppress those gloomy emotions.

Jing Ci waited for a long time on the deck before waiting for Ying Jiao to come back.

He has a faint smell of tobacco, and the expression on his face is the same as when he went out, but Jing Ci is very sensitive to people’s emotions, and at a glance he can tell that Ying Jiao’s mood is not very good.

He had no intention of exploring other people’s problems , nor did he want to have a relationship with Ying Jiao, but when he thought of this person unconsciously spending that difficult time with him last night, he hesitated for a while, and he still asked: “What happened?”

“Huh?” Ying Jiao raised his head.

“Are you in a bad mood?” Jing Ci was not good at comforting people. In the past, there was no one who needed him to comfort him. He racked his brains to make excuses, but at the end he only squeezed out a dry sentence: “Is there anything I can do to help?”

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Ying Jiao was irritated, he tried his best to maintain the calm on his face, not wanting to lose his temper in front of Jing Ci. When he heard his first sentence, he wanted to lie. But who knew that Jing Ci would ask this.

“Yes.” Ying Jiao put down his chopsticks, raised the corners of his lips and looked at Jing Ci: “It depends on whether you are willing or not?”

Jing Ci nodded immediately: “Say it, as long as I can do it.”

The Yangzhi nectar in his hand was still slightly cool, and Ying Jiao, who had received Jing Ci’s care, simply took advantage of it.

Ying Jiao chuckled, lazily leaning against the back of his chair, looked at Jing Ci: “Come here, give me a hug.”

Jing Ci was startled: “What?”

Ying Jiao stood up, took two steps forward, and said casually: “Didn’t you say you can do anything as long as you can do it?I need you to hug me now to ease my emotions.”

Jing Ci glared at him, shrinking back: “Stop making trouble!”

Seeing him avoiding himself, Ying Jiao smiled sarcastically, then turned around and said, “Let’s go.”

Jing Ci glanced at most of the leftover food: “Are you going to eat it?”

With a hum, Ying Jiao stepped out the door.

Jing Ci hesitated for a moment, a little reluctant, but thinking of Ying Jiao’s deep eyes, he still didn’t say anything, and walked out in silence.

The business of this tea restaurant is good, and the owner is quite business savvy. Stacks of beautifully packaged desserts are placed at the front desk. Sometimes guests feel good after eating, and they will take a box with them when they check out.

At this time, Ying Jiao has already taken the lead.

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When passing the front desk, Jing Ci paused in his footsteps, took two steps forward, and finally turned back: “I want a box of mango crisps.”

On the way back to school, Ying Jiao was extremely silent, no longer teasing Jing Ci, nor joking with him, the two went into the dormitory building quietly.

At the gate of 301, Jing Ci stopped, and stopped Ying Jiao, who was still moving forward: “Wait.”

Ying Jiao turned his head and looked at Jing Ci frivolously: “Why, miss me?”

Jing Ci ignored him, took two steps forward, and stuffed the box of mango crisps into his hands.

Ying Jiao was stunned for a moment, and there was some unbelief in his tone: “For…me?”

“Yeah.” Jing Ci nodded, took out the key to open the door, and said, “You didn’t have enough food at noon.”

The mango pastry just came out of the oven, and the bottom of the box was still warm. Ying Jiao was holding the exquisite box and was scalded in his heart.

Something broke out of the ground at this moment, and it grew into a small sprout in the blink of an eye.

“You…” Ying Jiao’s Adam’s apple rolled a few times, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he confirmed again: “Did you buy it specifically for me?”

Jing Ci had already pushed open the door of the dormitory. He glanced at him and said calmly: “Yeah.”

Ying Jiao closed his eyes, held the dessert box tightly, felt his heart beating faster and faster, and cursed a swear word in his heart.

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Jing Ci ignored him and was about to close the dormitory door when Ying Jiao suddenly reached out and jammed the door.

Jing Ci was puzzled: “Is there anything else?”

Ying Jiao didn’t enter his dormitory, so he lowered his head slightly to look at him, and said with a chuckle: “Now I know you are telling the truth now.”

“What?”

“The Yangzhi nectar at noon today,” Ying Jiao said, “It’s really sweet and delicious.”

Jing Ci still didn’t understand what he meant, and slightly opened his eyes and looked up at him: “Ah? Why are you suddenly…”

Before he finished speaking, a slender finger suddenly touched his lips.

“This mouth is suddenly so sweet,” Ying Jiao’s fingers slightly pressed firmly , his voice was low, with a slight dumbness: “Did you eat Yangzhi Nectar?”

He licked his lips, his aggressive eyes fell on Jing Ci’s lips, and he said meaningfully: “Next time, give me a taste.”