The black-bellied school bully is chasing after me

Chapter 21 Why Are You Touching My Tongue

Ten minutes later, Ji Ju stood at the door of the milk tea shop, holding a cup of milk tea and drinking ~milk tea contentedly.

His cheeks were bulging, his eyes were crescent-shaped, and he looked at Sang Jingming with a smile.

"Is it that delicious?"

Sang Jingming put his hands in his pockets and looked at him puzzled.

"Well, let me give you a taste?"

Ji Jue directly handed the milk tea to Sang Jingming and asked him to have a sip.

The person in front of him lowered his eyes slightly, staring at the milk tea straw for a long time.

Ji Ju has a bad habit when drinking milk tea——

I like to chew straws.

The transparent straw in front of him was bitten flat by him, and it was no longer in its previous shape.

Obviously, Ji Yu also noticed.

"Hey," with a smile, Ji Ju squeezed the straw intimately, and asked knowingly, "You don't dislike me, do you?"

"It's strange if you don't dislike it!" He thought.

Sang Jingming has a cleanliness freak, he admitted that he did it on purpose.

But Ji Ju looked at him expectantly while making a very apologetic look.

Those tea-brown eyes were full of cunning.

With a chuckle in his heart, Sang Jingming lowered his head, as if to take a sip of milk tea.

But before he touched the straw, Ji Ju pulled his hand and said, "Oh, I forgot, you have a cleansing habit. Besides, this is my milk tea, I want to drink it and buy it myself."

"...I paid for your cup of milk tea."

Sang Jingming couldn't laugh or cry.

"It doesn't matter, if it's in my hands, it's mine!"

"Little white-eyed wolf."

"A little bit."

"Let's go, it's almost morning self-study."

"Oh."

The two walked towards the school one after the other, Ji Ju held the cup of milk tea and took a sip from time to time.

When he reached the corner, he stopped suddenly.

Ji Yu turned around and stretched out his hand again.

The milk tea cup was handed to Sang Jingming's lips again.

The person who was courted had an inexplicable expression on his face, and his dark eyes stared right at the malicious person in front of him.

"Taste it for you, it's delicious."

With a courteous expression on his face, Ji Ju rushed to pass the milk tea to Sang Jingming.

Subconsciously tilting his head back, Sang Jingming avoided Ji's clutches.

With a vigilant look on his face, he asked, "What are you holding back?"

"Why? I just want to give you some milk tea."

Pouting his lips, Ji Ju said aggrievedly, "You miss me so much. Hmph!"

"Heh, do you think I'll believe you? You didn't give it to me just now, but now?"

After blinking his eyes a few times, Ji Ju stopped pretending and asked directly, "Then do you want to drink?"

"……drink."

"Hey, drink quickly."

Sang Jingming found that he had nothing to do with Ji Ju.

Knowing that Ji Yu must have bad intentions, but he is willing to jump into the trap set by the other party.

Indulge him, tolerate him.

Bowing his head and taking a sip of the milk tea, Sang Jingming took a sip.

But Ji Yu was still not satisfied, and urged: "Drink more, drink more."

"..."

"Come on, suck."

"..."

Sang Jingming was dominated by Ji Ju, so he took another breath helplessly.

The sweet and greasy milk tea taste exploded in the mouth, accompanied by a few very chewy pearls, Ji Ju's milk tea almost killed him.

Ji Jie likes to eat sweet, and the milk tea must be very sweet.

But Sang Jingming's mouth is weak, but he doesn't like such sweet and greasy things.

Ji Ju, the little white-eyed wolf, has bad intentions, so he knows to torment him.

"Is it sweet?"

After drinking, Ji Baiyanlang didn't forget to ask him how he felt after drinking.

His brows followed closely, but Ji Ju showed a pair of small canine teeth, and looked at him with a smile.

Smiling softly in his heart, Sang Jingming stretched out his hand unexpectedly, and pinched Ji Yu's face directly.

"oops……"

"You little white-eyed wolf, I bought you milk tea to drink, and you turned me around?"

"Whoosh..."

"Huh? Let me let go? Say something nice and let me listen."

"tui..."

"Still peeing on me?"

"Ah, ah, ah...it hurts, you, Fang Sou...Sang Jinmin..."

After pinching him a few times, Sang Jingming guessed that it was almost done, so he put his hand down.

As soon as he let go, Ji Ju jumped up and flew towards him.

"Ouch……"

Jumping too high, Ji Ju's chin hit Sang Jingming's head.

"Let me see, let me see..."

Ji Ju clutched his chin tightly, and raised his brows, it seemed that the bump really hurt.

"Let me see, don't cover it."

Forcefully breaking off Ji Ju's hand, Sang Jingming pinched Ji Ju's chin and pulled him towards her.

"Open your mouth."

With his mouth deflated, Ji Ju still opened his mouth.

"what--"

"Tongue sticking out."

Ji Ju stuck out his tongue obediently.

The tender red tongue came out of the mouth flexibly, and bright red blood oozed from the tip of the tongue, which quickly spread in the mouth.

Staring at the tongue for a few seconds, some images flashed through Sang Jingming's mind.

Strangely, he reached out his hand and touched the bleeding place.

"what!"

When his tongue touched his fingers, Ji Ju immediately retracted his tongue.

He stared at Sang Jingming warily, and asked, "Why are you touching my tongue?"

"..."

Sang Jingming rarely choked on words.

"Ok?"

"You, your tongue is bleeding."

"Tongue bleeding!?"

Seeing that Ji Yu's attention was diverted in an instant, Sang Jingming followed his words and said, "Well, it should be because of the teeth... What are you kicking me for?"

Rescuing his chin from Sang Jingming's hands, Ji Ju covered his mouth and complained, "It's not your fault!"

"Blame me again?"

After some confrontation, Sang Jingming laughed angrily: "Did you jump up and hit me first? Is it my fault that you did it first?"

"If you don't pinch my face, can I hit you?"

"You let me drink your milk tea first, okay?"

"Then I don't care about you?"

"You, care about me? Come on, give you a chance, you can say it again."

"Anyway, I just care about you, and I'll say it again and again!"

"I……"

"Ah, Sang Jingming, you made me angry."

Seeing that Sang Jingming still wanted to speak, Ji Ju directly adopted other strategies.

"?"

"I'm angry, the kind that can't be coaxed well."

Arms crossed his chest, Ji Yu raised his neck slightly, and looked at Sang Jingming coldly.

His eyes were too cold, staring at Sang Jingming made his heart shudder.

He even began to reflect in his heart, how did he offend this little ancestor just now.

Going through what happened just now in his mind, Sang Jingming didn't find any problems.

Why was Ji Ju so upright?

"I'm angry, I'm angry! Sang Jingming, I'm angry!"

Seeing that the other party was indifferent, Ji Ju repeatedly emphasized it several times.

In fact, he has no idea at all.

But he can't show it.

He needs to be confident, otherwise Sang Jingming will lose his footing!

"... Where did I offend you?"

Ji Ju's eyes lit up, the fish was hooked!

Forcibly suppressing the joy in his heart, Ji Yu said, "Everything messes with me."

"..."

"As the culprit, shouldn't you give me some compensation?"

Seeing that he was really not enlightened, Ji Ju further hinted at him.

"What do you want to eat again?"

"Now I don't want to eat."

"Then what are you doing?"

"come here."

"..."

"Come here!"

Sang Jingming was skeptical and moved his head closer.

Ji Ju whispered next to his ear, slowly said: "Wait for you..."