Dressed as The School Grass’ Ex-boyfriend

Jing Ji couldn't help rubbing the things in his hand, his eyes were red.

"You..." His Adam's apple moved, desperately swallowing the choked sound: "When did you get this?"

"A while ago." Ying Jiao smiled and didn't want to say more about it. With a slight force on his arm, he pulled Jing Ji to his side, and said softly: "I know you don't want to contact there anymore. Since you want to break it, break it completely and cleanly, right?"

Jing Ji nodded.

"It is the fastest way to put the hukou on real estate," Yingjiao understood Jing Ji, he was not even willing to ask himself for help regarding the cost of living, and it was he who repeatedly forced him to tell the truth, not to mention the easy acceptance of a House.

Can only be the first to say: "Nothing else is important, the most important thing at present is to move out of the account first."

Jing Ji raised his eyes and looked fixedly at Ying Jiao, almost unable to hold back the overflowing emotions in his heart.

He didn't know how much Yingjiao had prepared behind the scenes for this incident, nor how Yingjiao got the Jing family's household registration book. Before that, Yingjiao had never mentioned a word to him.

He did all the work before he brought the fruit to him. Tell him it's just an effortless bite.

The two fluffy little books are his heavy heart.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Ying Jiao thought he was thinking of an excuse to refuse, and said helplessly: "Don't have a psychological burden, and don't push me around, it's unnecessary."

He looked straight into Jing Ji's eyes and said seriously: "Our affairs will never change like this, right?"

Jing Ji nodded vigorously.

"That's it, you all belong to me, so I didn't run away. Does it make any difference whose name the house belongs to?" Ying Jiao lowered his head and kissed him on the lips, then said with a light smile, "Be obedient, don't force me to use it. A special way to get you to agree."

Jing Ji's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't say a word.

How can Yingjiao be so good, he is obviously giving him something. But in order to make himself feel at ease, he deliberately said these words.

He is always taking care of himself, from life to mental state, everything falls.

Jing Ji rested his forehead on Ying Jiao's shoulder, preventing him from seeing his red eyes.

"I..." He took a deep breath and hated his stupid mouth for the first time. He clearly had a lot of things he wanted to say, but when it came to his mouth, there was only one sentence left: "I will listen to you."

A house is nothing else, it's too expensive. Even if what Yingjiao said was right, he couldn't accept it with peace of mind.

But he wouldn't reject it at this time, it would be too hypocritical, too ignorant, and it would be too wasteful of Yingjiao's mind.

Hearing this, Ying Jiao first breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately realized that his voice was wrong.

"What's the matter?" Ying Jiao wanted to look over his face, but Jing Ji buried his head on his shoulders abnormally, unable to survive.

Yingjiao laughed, didn't force him, reached out to stroke his hair and the back of his neck, and suddenly said, "Baby, I think something is not right."

Jing Ji was immersed in emotion, unable to extricate himself, and subconsciously responded: "Huh?"

"Why weren't you so excited when we were good?" Yingjiao raised his eyebrows and said boldly, "I am such a good man who is hard to find even with a lantern on. In your heart, isn't it better than a broken house?"

Jing Ci: "..."

Jing Ji didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and his emotions that were about to be overwhelmed suddenly stabilized: "No."

Win arrogantly: "Then you can prove it to me."

Prove? how to prove?

Yingjiao didn't speak any more, he just played with his fingers, obviously waiting for him to take the initiative to speak.

Jing Ji's heart beat faster, he calmed down, and for a long time, whispered: "You are the most important..."

The smile on Yingjiao's face gradually deepened, and he carefully recalled this sentence several times in his heart, and when he heard Jingji's voice, he no longer trembled or wavered: "Okay..."

"It's more important than anything else." Jing Ji said again, his voice was not loud, but it clearly passed into Ying Jiao's ears.

Yingjiao choked his breath, and then forcefully rubbed him into his arms.

After a long while, when the mood of the two people was almost calm, Ying Jiao let go of Jing Ji and said, "Let's go, let's have breakfast."

Jing Ji nodded and followed him to the restaurant.

Unlike before, today's breakfast seems to be very simple, with only a bowl of noodles in front of Jing Ji.

"Your longevity noodles, I personally..." The second half of Yingjiao's words ended at the moment when his eyes fell on the noodle bowl.

"Fuck!" Ying Jiao couldn't help but cursed in a low voice, he looked at the bowl of Longbeard Noodles in disbelief: "How many noodles are these broken?

I wanted to show off, but it turned out to be a shame.

Yingjiao became angry, stood up and picked up the noodle bowl and walked towards the trash can, gritted his teeth: "If you don't eat it, I'll go out and buy you another bowl."

"No." Jing Ji stopped him, moving very lightly, but took the bowl of noodles back with an unusual firmness: "I want this."

"Cough," Ying Jiao cleared his throat, and his ears were a little hot for the first time: "Forget it, why is this..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Jing Ji sit back in his seat, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating the noodles one bite at a time.

Ying Jiao looked at him with complicated eyes, and after a while, he smiled relievedly and did not stop him.

Jing Ji cherished this bowl of noodles very much, not even letting go of the charred chopped green onion in it.

His mood has stabilized at this moment, and he couldn't help but ask Yingjiao: "Why didn't I see you to do it about the real estate certificate?"

Ying Jiao also finished eating, he put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a tissue from the side, and said, "The time I told you the door of the house was broken."

Jing Ji's eyes widened suddenly: "That time you went to do this?"

"Otherwise?" Ying Jiao asked back, and suddenly noticed the abnormal tone of Jing Ci: "No, then why do you think I went?"

"I..." Jing Ji apologized in shame: "I'm sorry."

Ying Jiao has fully reacted at this moment. Jing Ji knew that he was lying, but he just endured it silently and didn't ask anything.

No wonder he didn't look right when he came back.

At that time, he thought that Jing Ji didn't want to be kissed by him, but it was because of this.

Yingjiao snorted and nodded: "So you know everything, but you don't ask me, you just guess in your heart."

Jing Ci was embarrassed and guilty again, and apologized to Yingjiao again.

Yingjiao threw the tissue and said lightly, "Where did you go wrong?"

"Don't doubt you..."

Yingjiao was helpless: "You still don't understand."

Jing Ji raised his eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

"It's not like that." Ying Jiao felt that his tone was a little heavy, he slowed down, and sat next to Jing Ji: "I lied to you, no matter what the reason is, it's my fault. You will be angry and suspicious. It should all be."

He held Jing Ji's hand and looked at him deeply: "But you're not happy, why didn't you say it?"

"That way," Jing Ji lowered his eyes and said with difficulty: "That's too much to care about."

He was afraid that Yingjiao would be forced out of breath by him.

"Bullshit." Ying Jiao sneered: "When you went to Yangcheng, I was angry that you and Xiao Leyue went out together at night. Do you think I care too much?"

Jing Ji quickly shook his head.

Not only did he not feel it, but he was a little happy because Yingjiao attached so much importance to him.

Jing Ji understands a bit.

"That's not it." Ying Jiao reached out and raised his chin: "I'm talking to you, why are you lowering your head, look at me."

"I make you angry, you can lose your temper any way you want, just don't hold back. It was just a small thing, but holding back becomes a big thing. If this is the case for the next few decades, how will we live?"

Jing Ji thought about it in a different position in his heart. If Ying Jiao was like himself, he wouldn't say anything, and he would hide his abnormal emotions from himself. If he digested it silently, he would be unhappy.

"Brother, I'm sorry." Jing Ji took the initiative to hold his hand, ignoring shame and embarrassment, and eagerly said: "I was wrong, in the future... it will never happen again, I promise."

They all took the initiative to call brother, it can be seen that they really listened.

Yingjiao knew his character, and it was not easy to express his stance like this. What's more, he was also at fault in this matter. He always thought that many things didn't need to be explained to Jing Ji, and he would just do it directly.

But now it seems that this will make Jing Ci feel insecure. He reflected on himself and didn't continue the topic: "Promise anything, I'm not Lao Liu."

Jing Ji thought he was still minding, and was about to say something, when he heard him say again: "I am a more practical person, and I don't like to hear verbally."

Jing Ji was in a hurry to make up for Ying Jiao, and for a moment he forgot what kind of virtue he was, and asked quickly, "Then what do you like?"

Yingjiao licked his lower lip and whispered, "I like to do it orally."

Jing Ji froze for a moment, and immediately thought of the few words he whispered to himself on the sofa a few days ago, and his face flushed instantly.

Ying Jiao leaned lazily on the back of the chair, admiring Jing Ci's shy look for a while, and then he threw out the messy things in his mind and talked about the business: "The transfer of the house, avoid long nights, and do it as soon as possible. Bar."

Jing Ci was eager for him to change the subject, and nodded immediately.

"The information should be ready soon. You will be the same as me, with an independent account."

Jing Ji's heart moved: "Are you your own account book?"

Yingjiao hummed: "Our mother did it back then, but I don't know exactly how."

Jing Ji nodded.

Everything has been said, Yingjiao didn't tease Jingci anymore. I went to the study to do two sets of papers. After lunch, I went to bed to catch up.

For the bowl of longevity noodles, he got up very early today, and he was really sleepy at the moment.

Jing Ji didn't sleep, and when Ying Jiao fell asleep, he took his mobile phone to the balcony, entered the phone number of the law firm he had just written down, and called.

Afraid of waking up Yingjiao, he kept his voice very low: "Yes, I want to consult about real estate."

"Can the gift of real estate be revoked? Non-relatives, the grantee agrees..."

"Can the two sides work together? Okay, I see, thank you."

"And..." Jing Ji clenched his mobile phone and said, "Can non-relative household registrations be in the same household registration book?"

"All adults, no minors."

"The account is linked?! Really? Well, I have time tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Jing Ji went to the study in a good mood, took the real estate certificate and put it in his iron box.

He closed the lid, and couldn't help but open it again in the next second. After seeing enough, the box was closed again, but before long, the box was opened again.

After repeating this many times, he finally thought of a way to keep it forever.

Jing Ji raised his mobile phone and took a few photos of the small book.

The gift of real estate can be revoked, and he will have an appointment with a lawyer tomorrow to discuss it in detail. He won't want a house, but he really wants to have the heart of winning arrogant.

Jing Ji reluctantly touched the certificate. If the property rights were changed, it would not be taken away.

But it doesn't matter. Thinking of what the lawyer just said, Jing Ji's eyes lit up.

The household registration between non-relatives can be linked, but it is difficult for minors, but he is now an adult.

If things go well, he and Yingjiao will be the same people in the household registration book.

A household registration book, the first page is Yingjiao, and the second page is him, so it is no different from those who are married, right?

Secretly imagined that scene, Jing Ji was holding the iron box, happily wishing to roll on the ground.