The black-bellied school bully is chasing after me

On the way back to school, Ji Ju fell asleep on Sang Jingming's shoulder.

Xu Wang was also half-dead, his head kept clicking.

Xi Jian sat in the front row and glanced at Xu Wang through the rearview mirror from time to time.

I saw his body tilted, his head pressed against the glass window, and there was a small ball of breath by the window, which was made by his shallow breathing.

On the other hand, Ji Yu, he leaned against Sang Jingming's arms and slept soundly.

In the darkness, Sang Jingming's big hand quietly wrapped his waist around his waist, moving his whole body to his side.

Ji Ju seemed to feel it, rubbing his head on Sang Jingming's shoulder, and obediently leaned over.

The thin~hot breath sprayed on the side of Sang Jingming's neck, and slipped into the collar along the neck, making Sang Jingming stiff.

Wrap around the person's hand a little tighter.

"Um……"

Ji Yu moved, and seemed uncomfortable.

Sang Jingming's voice was extremely gentle as he fiddled with Ji Yu's bangs with his right hand, "Go to sleep and be obedient."

After the words fell, Ji Yu was really quiet.

He didn't bring a watch because he came out in a hurry.

His eyes kept flicking forward, wanting to see the time.

As a result, when he glanced at the rearview mirror, he met Xi Jian.

They stared at each other fixedly, neither of them looked away first.

In the end, Xi Jian's eyes slightly shifted.

I was silent all the way, and it was almost [-]:[-] when I got off the bus.

As soon as the car stopped, Ji Yu woke up.

Yawning, he asked, "Are you there?"

"Well, get out of the car."

After paying the money, a group of four got out of the car.

Xu Wang fell into a drowsy sleep, his footsteps were vain and he couldn't get to the bottom of it.

Fortunately, Xi Jian kept pulling him, otherwise he would have fallen.

Compared with him, Ji Yu's treatment is much better.

Sang Jingming kept supporting him, and even took him into his arms, fearing that he would be cold.

But it is true.

Ji Ji is afraid of the cold and heat, and only likes spring and autumn throughout the year.

He couldn't avoid the remaining two seasons, so he chose not to go out.

Now because of illness, the cold wind blows in the middle of the night, and the whole person is shivering with cold.

Go straight into Sang Jingming's arms.

Xu Wang fell into a drowsy sleep, and was woken up by the wind.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Ji Ju crawling into Sang Jingming's arms, and he woke up in a fright.

"Fuck! Is this still the brother Ji I know?"

Xi Jian didn't speak.

Now Xu Wang was completely awake, and began to say to himself: "Brother Ji is a tiger if he is not sick, but he is a kitten when he is sick!"

"Hasn't this Sang Jingming always been against Brother Ji? How could he be so kind to support him?"

"Brother Ji woke up the next day, and he must regret it to death."

"No, I want to save Brother Ji!"

After the words fell, Xu Wang rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush forward.

Before taking two steps, Xi Jian grabbed him by the collar.

"Hey hey..."

Xi Jianren was a master, and grabbed Xu Wang like a chick.

"Damn! Let go!"

"Keep down." Xi Jian said.

"Why are you pulling me, I'm going to save... I'm sorry!"

While Xu Wang was still struggling, Sang Jingming, who was walking in front, suddenly turned his head and took a deep look at him.

In the darkness, Xu Wang couldn't see anything.

But he just felt an invisible murderous aura rushing towards him.

Now, he didn't dare to speak anymore.

Desperately apologized.

Sang Jingming was originally angry because Xu Wang gave Ji Ju snacks, which indirectly caused Ji Jun to eat a bad stomach.

There happened to be a person who didn't know what to do and bumped into the muzzle of the gun.

This time, Sang Jingming couldn't suppress his anger.

All the emotions rushed towards Xu Wang.

Scared Xu Wang apologized on the spot.

It took a long time until Sang Jingming turned his head, but he didn't recover.

Quietly tugging on Xi Jian's sleeve, Xu Wang asked, "Why do I feel that Sang Jingming is very angry? Is he angry with Brother Ji?"

Xi Jian: "...No."

"What's the matter?"

"..."

"Please speak!"

"Actually, he is angry with you."

"Huh??? Why?"

Seeing Xu Wang's ignorant and ignorant look, Xi could only say "I think" and left.

"how could I know?"

"Did I just speak too loudly?"

"Maybe."

"Hey, I don't want to!"

"sleep."

Supporting Ji Jue all the way back to the dormitory, Sang Jingming could no longer let Ji Jue lean on him.

Gently patted his face, said: "Wake up, go to bed and sleep."

Ji Ju hummed a few times, and reluctantly opened his eyes.

"Go to sleep."

Sang Jingming coaxed him softly.

"Hey……"

With a long sigh, Ji Ju took off his shoes and climbed up.

Complaining while climbing: "Why go to bed and off the table, I can't—"

Ji Ju's sole slipped and he fell off the bed.

"Bam—"

"Boom-"

After several voices sounded alternately, Ji Ju lay on Sang Jingming's body.

"Where did you fall? Huh?"

Sang Jingming's question was next to his ear, and Ji Yu pressed his head against his chest, hearing his rapid heartbeat.

One click, clearly audible in the silent night.

Dazed for a moment, Ji Ju climbed up with his hands supporting Sang Jingming's chest, sat on him, and said, "It's okay... huh? You, you actually have abdominal muscles!"

After finishing speaking, he lifted Sang Jingming's clothes.

Under the moonlight, his skin was covered with a layer of silvery white, and even those muscles became hazy.

"My God! I can't tell, the figure under the clothes is so impressive!"

Ji Ju bent down to look, and sprayed his breath on his skin.

He salivated, and almost went up to touch it.

Sang Jingming felt hot all over.

"Can I, can I touch it?"

"what?"

"Can I touch your abs?"

Kneeling on the ground, Ji Ju was no longer sleepy, and all his attention was on Sang Jingming's abdominal muscles.

Nerves all over his body tensed up immediately, Sang Jingming clenched his hands into fists, and his body trembled secretly.

But these, Ji Yu didn't know.

His gaze still stayed on the opponent's flesh.

"Can I touch it?"

After not getting an answer for a long time, Ji Ju asked again.

"Touch, touch."

"hey-hey."

After rubbing his hands, Ji Ju touched it.

"Damn it, when did you exercise?"

"You can't see this figure at all!"

"Let me tell you, when you carried me on your back today, I was afraid of bending you! Now it seems that I was thinking too much."

Sang Jingming lay on the ground, thinking silently: "It is indeed bent, you are right."

"Brother, how did you exercise your abs?"

"……sports."

Hearing this, Ji Yu suddenly became unhappy: "Hey, hey, what are you doing? If you have a good exercise method, don't you tell me? Of course I know it's exercise! What do you need to say?"

"..."

"What I want is a specific method!"

"You can't do it." Sang Jingming said.

With a sneer, Ji Ju suddenly bent down.

A magnified handsome face suddenly burst into Sang Jingming's field of vision, and the distance between the two was less than three centimeters.

Putting his hands on both sides of the person's head below, Ji Ju narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Look at me?"

Sang Jingming did not speak for a long time.

His eyes flicked to Ji Ju's lips disobediently.

His lips are pale pink and look soft and delicious.

Breathing hard, Sang Jingming really wanted to go up and take a bite.