The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

Xiao Jingchuan said "hmm" indifferently and raised his hand to move the ginseng chicken soup out.

"You can't drink this yet. It's too supplementary and will cause nosebleeds."

He changed a piece of medicinal soup and put it in front of Tang Jiao, pinched his cheeks and said, "Eat something lighter first, okay?"

"Uncle Zhang, please tell my mother to stop thinking about stewing the soup every day. If she stews it again, you will send it to my dad's company."

The housekeeper wiped his forehead in shame and smiled sarcastically: "The master just secretly told me today not to give it away, because he would have a nosebleed at the company's shareholders meeting."

Xiao Jingchuan:......

Tang Jiao:......

"Then, how about you drink some, young master? You have been very mentally and physically exhausted recently. Doctor Chu also said that you should pay attention to replenishing your body."

Xiao Jingchuan's forehead veins twitched.

Seeing Tang Jiao biting the spoon and looking at him with blinking eyes, he was both amused and angry.

He directly covered the soup cup and solemnly declared: "I don't need to replenish it. Eat."

"Oh……"

Tang Jiao felt that there was something in his words, and his cheeks felt warm inexplicably. He quickly lowered his head and scooped up the yam soup and put it into his mouth.

The housekeeper watched with relief as the two boys and girls, kneeling to each other, eating happily on the small table, quietly picked up their things, closed the door and went out.

When Tang Jiao saw Uncle Zhang leaving, he put down his spoon and asked in a sly voice:

"Brother Jingchuan, why would your mother make soup for me? How embarrassing..."

Xiao Jingchuan thought that Ms. Lin Xiaopei had been restless and ran to school several times in disguise to peek at Tang Jiao, always during their physical education class.

Outside the fence at the edge of the sports field, she was wearing big sunglasses and a scarf over her head, and her movements were sneaky. It didn't match her fashionable lady outfit, so he caught her with just one glance.

He shook his head helplessly, fearing that he would scare the little girl if he said it.

"It's okay. She likes to mess around when she's free. When school started, Dongyang drank so much soup that she didn't even dare to come to my house."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jingchuan's mother had such a personality. Tang Jiao chuckled.

"That's what Auntie wants too. I want to thank you. It can't be wasted..."

Tang Jiao said as he held the spoon and tried to put it into the soup bowl, but Xiao Jingchuan's eyes stopped him.

She stared straight at it and murmured in a low voice: "I asked Uncle Zhang to bring it to me... It would be so rude if I didn't touch it at all."

Xiao Jingchuan looked straight at her, unmoved.

Tang Jiao carefully pinched it with two fingers, pinching a distance between his knuckles.

"I'll just drink a little bit..."

Xiao Jingchuan sighed, took the oversized soup cup, poured a bowl into his own bowl, frowned and drank it.

He tilted his neck, and his sexy bulging Adam's apple rolled up and down as he swallowed.

Tang Jiao felt that he was also very thirsty and couldn't help but swallowed.

Xiao Jingchuan shivered because he was so tired of the chicken soup that had so many supplements in it, so he put down the bowl.

"Okay, I've had my drink."

Seeing that Tang Jiao was still looking directly at him, he frowned slightly and said helplessly: "Do you really want to drink it?"

Tang Jiao's eyes moved from Xiao Jingchuan's Adam's apple, along the sexy and slender neck, to the moist and shiny thin lips.

She suddenly came back to her senses, blinking her eyes in a guilty conscience.

He hurriedly reached for the water glass on the table and took a few sips of warm water.

"Ahem, I'm just thirsty. I'm thirsty."

Xiao Jingchuan put his arms on the small table, supported his face with his hands, tilted his head and looked at her with a faint smile.

After Tang Jiao held the cup and drank to the bottom, he spoke slowly.

"Jiaojiao, that's my brother's cup."

"Hiccup~!"

Tang Jiao burped violently, and a cloud of red cloud suddenly appeared on his pale and sick face.

Xiao Jingchuan sideways carried the thermostatic kettle and poured half a cup into the cup.

"Are you still thirsty? Have some more?"

Tang Jiao held Xiao Jingchuan's cup, neither drinking nor putting it away.

It took a long time to hold back a word of complaint.

"Why didn't you say it earlier!"

Xiao Jingchuan held up his side face and smiled so hard that his chest vibrated. The happy and lazy look on his handsome face made it impossible to take his eyes away.

"I'm not kidding you, you can drink whatever you like."

Xiao Jingchuan wrapped his palm around Tang Zhi's wrist, which was as smooth as a lotus root joint, and squeezed it casually.

The touch under the palm, even though there are two layers of gauze in the palm, is still extremely soft and greasy.

"Is there anything you still feel uncomfortable about? The doctor will come to check on you later, and you should have another fluid injection."

The broad, hot palm moved up Hao Wan, and the fingertips gently touched the bruises around the pinhole on the back of Tang Jiao's hand.

His dark eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of danger and pain in his expression, and he murmured softly:

"Why do we Jiaojiao always end up in the hospital..."

Tang Jiao didn't care.

It has long been a common thing for her to have needles stuck on her body, leaving patches of bruises.

Speaking of being hospitalized, she remembered something important and hesitated to speak.

"Xiao Jingchuan, that [-] yuan... is it true? I am in this ward for treatment, and I am staying here for one day. Why is it so expensive..."

"One hundred thousand, I have to work illegally for a year to afford it..."

After Tang Jiao made such a calculation, he suddenly felt that his eyes were darkened and the mountain was overwhelming.

Xiao Jingchuan paused slightly, his eyes inexplicable.

After a while, he chuckled: "I lied to them."

"The hospital belongs to our family, so don't worry, the cost is not that exaggerated."

It's the property of the Xiao Jingchuan family again. It seems that what Mi Li said before is really not an exaggeration. The Xiao Jingchuan family is really super powerful, just like in the TV series...

Tang Jiao nodded his chin in relief, but suddenly felt that something was wrong...

She slowly raised her eyes guiltily.

His eyes were suddenly caught by Xiao Jingchuan's sharp gaze.

"Huh? Did you hear everything?"

"I didn't mean to pretend to sleep! It was them, they were too loud..."

Tang Jiao felt a little guilty and felt ashamed of his family's behavior.

"Xiao Jingchuan, are they...are they very...sorry..."

"They are them and you are you."

Xiao Jingchuan rubbed his soft and boneless wrists nonchalantly, with gentle eyes: "Our baby Zijiao deserves the best."

"Even if we are hospitalized, our baby must live in the best hospital."

No one had ever called her that, with such a loving tone, and her gaze was so hot.

Being called "Baby Baby" by Xiao Jingchuan so earnestly and cherishedly made Tang Jiao feel shy and sore, as if he had been filled with sweet bubbles.

She licked her lips shyly and said "hmm" softly, her eyes evasive, embarrassed to look at others.

"So nice."

Xiao Jingchuan chuckled, his voice magnetic and lazy.

Tang Jiao turned his wrist, held Xiao Jingchuan's hand, and asked softly:

"Have you changed your medicine today?"

Xiao Jingchuan instinctively wanted to nod and say that he had changed it, but when he saw Tang Jiao's clear and watery eyes, he couldn't talk nonsense.

"Thank you sister nurse."

Tang Jiao took the disinfectant supplies and gauze sent by the nurse, grabbed Xiao Jingchuan's wrist, and put them in front of him.

Xiao Jingchuan showed no resistance.

Seeing the girl frowning and removing the gauze on his palm, her face wrinkled, she couldn't help but persuade him.