Jing Ci is a person who sticks to his word. It was too late to write down notes that day, but there are some contents of the Chinese language that do not require notes.

During the break, he opened the Chinese language book and said to Yingjiao: "In the next few days, I will list for you the ancient Chinese texts that need to be memorized this semester. Memorizing them is the easiest."

He pointed to the page: "Let's start with "Pipa Xing". Do you understand the meaning? If you don't understand, I can tell you it again. It's easier to recite it after you understand the meaning."

Yingjiao turned to look at him.

When it comes to studying, the expression on Jing Ci's face is serious and serious, like a little teacher, which is inexplicably cute.

Yingjiao smiled evilly, turned his body slightly, and shamelessly pretended to be deaf: "Huh? What did you say? I didn't hear clearly."

The two were sitting at the same table, and Jing Ji felt that his voice was loud enough. But it was really noisy in the Class 7 classroom, so it was possible that he didn't hear clearly. He raised his voice and spoke again.

"What?" Yingjiao frowned: "I still can't hear clearly."

He leaned back lazily on the chair and turned his ear: "Come over and say."

Jing Ci didn't move, thinking that Yingjiao did it on purpose. It was such a close distance, such a loud voice, and he wasn't deaf, so how could he not hear clearly.

Ying Ying smiled arrogantly and pushed him with his knee: "Little classmate, just now you said you wanted to repay the favor, but now you regret it?"

Jing Ci hesitated for a moment, but then he leaned over and repeated what he just said into his ear.

The young man's voice was slightly soft, but the timbre was very pleasant. As he spoke, his breathing coefficient sprayed on Yingjiao's ears.

It's hot and a little itchy.

Yingjiao turned his head slightly and watched his long and thick eyelashes blinking gently.

The students around were laughing and playing, and from time to time there were screams of excitement.

There was a strong fragrance of osmanthus floating in the air, but Yingjiao's nose smelled a light, subtle fragrance.

It was the fragrance of Jing Ci's shampoo, the refreshing lemon smell.

Yingjiao lowered his head subconsciously and took a deep sniff.

After Jing Ci finished speaking, he received no response. He raised his head and said, "You..."

What a coincidence, I met Yingjiao bowing his head.

The next second, the tip of Jing Ji's nose hit Ying Jiao's lips.

Both of them were stunned for a moment.

A very light kiss, not even a kiss.

Ying Jiao slowly touched his lips and looked at Jing Ci.

Jing Ci jumped away instantly and blushed.

"Wow, little classmate," Yingjiao curled his lips and whistled, "Are you so slutty?"

Jing Ci blushed and moved his body, trying to make himself more proud, and apologized awkwardly: "I'm sorry."

Yingjiao shamelessly leaned forward, holding his chin with one hand, looking at Jing Ci lazily: "You said you're sorry and I have to accept it?"

Jing Ci pursed his lower lip: "Then what do you want?"

After a pause, he said: "Otherwise I will organize the notes for you now, I..."

"I always like to retaliate with tit for tat," Ying Jiao interrupted him with a chuckle: "You kissed me forcefully once, is it too much for me to come back?"

Jing Ci's face turned even redder. He grabbed the Chinese language book in his hand and tried to explain to Ying Jiao: "I didn't forcefully kiss you, it was just an accident."

Yingjiao played with the lighter in his hand and couldn't help laughing: "Who knows if it was an accident?"

He paused and licked his lips: "When was the last time? You threw yourself into my arms."

"There are so many surprises."

Jing Ci's face was so red that he almost smoked. He lowered his eyes and his eyelashes trembled slightly: "You... please change."

Ying Jiao gave up as soon as he felt good, fearing that he would be driven into a panic: "You can change to another one..."

Jing Ci instantly raised his eyes to look at him.

"You call me brother, let me pinch your face, and this matter will be over."

Jing Ci opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Yingjiao didn't rush him, he just raised his eyebrows and said: "It will be recess exercises later. You can scream on the playground in front of the whole school."

He raised his eyes and looked at the wall clock: "There's still one minute left for class."

"Brother." Jing Ci suppressed the heat in his face and called out.

Rather than calling him in front of the whole school or asking him to kiss him back, Jing Ci would rather call him now.

Yingjiao chuckled, stretched out his hand and pinched Jing Ci's face: "You're so good."

Jing Ci has three-dimensional facial features, and there is not much flesh on his face, but his skin is tender, smooth and firm, and it feels particularly good. Until the end of the second class, Ying Jiao was still chewing on his fingers.

He Zhi put down the water and put on his pants. When he turned around, he found that Ying Jiao was lost in thought. He leaned over in a mean manner and said, "Brother Jiao, what are you doing? You just had a circumcision surgery and you don't dare to take off your pants anymore?"

Ying Jiao raised her eyelids and glanced at him, smiling coquettishly: "I'm afraid taking off my pants will hurt your self-esteem too much."

He Zhou Zheng Que Peng Chengcheng: "..."

He Zhou looked at him with difficulty: "No, Brother Jiao, why have you been so promiscuous recently? Did something happen that we don't know about?"

Ying Jiao pursed her lower lip slightly and chuckled: "Guess."

Provincial Experiment Every morning after the second class, there is recess time.

From the first year to the third year of high school, regardless of the cold winter or the heat, the activity consisted of running circles around the playground.

This time of day is the busiest time on the playground.

Students from all three grades gathered on the playground, laughing and playing.

The boys looked at the good-looking girls, and the girls also gathered together in twos and threes, secretly talking about the handsome boys in school.

Jing Ci and Li Zhou struggled to squeeze through the crowd and walked to the gathering place of Class 7.

"who's that person?!"

A girl pointed in their direction and kept screaming in a low voice: "Ahhhhhh, the boy on the left is so good-looking!!"

Another girl followed her gaze and looked over, her eyes suddenly brightened: "He's really handsome! I haven't seen him before. Could he be a transfer student?"

The girl who spoke first stared at Jing Ji: "Quick! Let's watch together to see which class they go to."

"Okay, okay!"

At this time, a boy walked over from the side.

He was handsome, white and tender, and looked very small. Hearing what the two girls were saying, he interrupted: "That man's name is Jing Ci."

The girl who spoke first was surprised: "Jing Ci? The one who knocked you unconscious?"

Qiao Anyan nodded and looked at Jing Ci's tall and straight body thoughtfully: "It's him."

After being reborn for so long, this was the first time Qiao Anyan saw Jing Ci.

In his previous life, he was no longer in school shortly after the start of his second year of high school, and he doesn't know what happened to Jing Ci. However, Jing Ci changed a lot before and after the fight with him.

Why is this happening?

Was it the butterfly effect brought about by his own rebirth that made Jing Ci repent, or has Jing Ci also undergone the same changes as himself?

Qiao Anyan wasn't sure.

Jing Ji felt a gaze focused on him, following him like a shadow. He raised his head and looked over, and his eyes met Qiao Anyan's.

"So, are your enemies jealous when you meet them?" Li Zhou said with a smile.

"Enemy?"

"Yes, is it possible that you two can resolve your grievances by fighting?"

Fight... Qiao Anyan!

The main character in the original book suffers.

Jing Ci's pupils suddenly shrank.

He didn't know if it was his misunderstanding, but he always felt that the moment he saw Qiao Anyan, his head started to hurt.

"What's wrong with you, Jing Ci?" Li Zhou saw that his expression was wrong and asked quickly: "Are you sick? Or do you feel uncomfortable after seeing Qiao Anyan?"

"It's okay." Jing Ci rubbed his temples and said perfunctorily. Just as he was about to look away, Qiao Anyan suddenly walked over.

"What do you want to do?" Li Zhou took a cautious step forward and stood in front of Jing Ci, looking at Qiao Anyan with some hostility in his eyes.

In the past, when Jing Ci was fighting, Li Zhou would not only not help, but would watch from the side.

But it's different now.

Jing Ci brought him breakfast for nearly half a month, and the relationship between the two of them had long since become closer.

There is no relationship that cannot be alleviated by helping bring a meal. If there is, then bring it twice.

Qiao Anyan smiled and said he meant no harm.
To be continued...