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

A kid ran past with a smile and bumped into Tang Mi's leg.

He also happened to step on her foot.

Tang Mi screamed out in pain, she was so angry!

She grabbed the naughty child and cursed: "Why are you running around! He doesn't have eyes!"

"Hey! Let go of my son! You girl, why are you so rude? The kid didn't mean it."

By the time Tang Mi escaped from the difficult naughty child and his mother, the two people beside the bookshelf had long disappeared.

Tang Mi was blinded. She looked around the third floor of the bookstore and couldn't find Tang Jiao, but she was very angry.

Finally gave up and went home with a dark face.

On Jingzhou Avenue, the black Harley-Davidson machine was traveling on the road at an extremely law-abiding speed.

Tang Jiao put her arms around Xiao Jingchuan's waist and sat in the back seat of the Harley. She raised the windshield of her helmet and let the cold wind blow directly onto her face.

The blow made my hair fly up and my teeth were cold, so I closed them again without feeling satisfied.

She sighed happily, resting her head on the boy's broad back, looking at the street scene reversing at a constant speed.

His fingers restlessly scratched the thin cashmere sweater under his hands. The fabric was smooth and waxy, so comfortable to touch.

There is also a warm and firm touch that is faintly transmitted through the clothes, and the feel is even better.

The little hand that was touching the upper part of the body was tracing the tight and strong abdominal muscles, and the fingers were counting in his heart bit by bit.

1 yuan, 2 yuan...

5 bucks! 6 yuan...

Oh mo! 7 yuan!

Could this be the legendary eight-pack abs? !

You really look slim when you are wearing clothes, but you look fat when you are undressing!

Seeing that the rioting little hands were counting down further and further, someone was still unconscious.

"Wild bamboo shoots."

The chest and waist of his men vibrated slightly, and Xiao Jingchuan couldn't bear it and shouted a warning.

"Where are you touching?"

Only then did Tang Jiao come back to his senses. As if his little hand was burned by fire, he moved it back to its original position and explained in a low voice:

"Hey, I'm just curious, count, count."

She opened her small palms guiltily, patted Xiao Jingchuan's tight abdomen like a soothing puppy, and spoke in a coaxing tone.

"Xiao Jingchuan, you are so good! How did you practice? I think everyone else has one, three or four at most..."

Xiao Jingchuan turned the throttle for a moment.

He tilted his head, his tone was flat, and his eyes were unkind.

"Who are you looking at?"

"Those people are playing ball~"

Tang Jiao's tone was ordinary, and he pursed his lips indifferently: "Don't they all like to lift their uniforms to wipe sweat? You just saw it."

Xiao Jingchuan felt choked in his heart.

Although the fact is that men are used to playing like this, it is convenient and nothing to care about, he was very unhappy when Tang Jiao said this.

Listening to what the little girl said, she looked at it carefully?Still counting? !

"Children, don't look around, you might get the eye of a needle."

He turned his head silently, tilted the front of the car, changed lanes and accelerated, entering a side road with little traffic.

Tang Jiao finally came to his senses.

Is Xiao Jingchuan jealous?Right, right!

She hid behind her, pursed her lips, and her little face smiled silently as brightly as a flower.

Not hearing the response from behind, Xiao Jingchuan freed up a hand and squeezed the soft little hand wrapped around his waist.

I couldn't help but said again: "Did you hear me?"

"I heard it, I heard it~"

Tang Jiao couldn't help but laugh out loud. He answered quickly, drew inferences from one instance and added obediently:

"From now on, I will only look at Brother Jingchuan. Anyway, you have more than them!"

The young man's expression finally turned from gloomy to clear again.

Unexpectedly, what Tang Jiao said the next second almost made him tremble and drive the Harley into the roadside ditch.

"Tell me, if I also practice, can I be like this? Queer!"

"As soon as the nine-pack abs are revealed! They have to be discharged to the neck, hahaha!"

Xiao Jingchuan imagined it strangely. Tang Jiao had a petite and soft face, nine-pack abs extending to his neck, looking like a mutant King Kong Barbie, and he shuddered hard.

"Tangjiao!"

……

"Hey, here we come! It's really the two of them!"

Lin Haojie, Xiao Jiacheng, Chen Mili and Fang Xiaomin were waiting at the bus stop under Liyuan Garden.

From a distance, I saw a cool and huge black motorcycle flying in front of me, and I was shocked.

I didn't dare to recognize it until I was close.

Lin Haojie, who was grounded and sneaked out of his home, shouted: "Brother Chuan, why are you slower than us!"

Xiao Jingchuan, wearing black tights, propped his long legs on the ground and casually hit the windshield of his high-purity black helmet, clearly revealing a handsome face.

Tang Jiao poked his head out from behind him, wearing a smaller black helmet of the same style, and the two of them opened the windshield in sync.

"Mi Li! Xiaomin! You guys arrived so early!"

Chen Mili was surprised. She looked at Tang Jiao sitting in the back seat and holding Xiao Jingchuan skillfully. She nodded and murmured: "We have just arrived."

Fang Xiaomin looked at the two of them and the huge motorcycle in shock, and sighed:

"Tang Jiao, did you drive here?"

Tang Jiao waved his hand and said with a smile: "There are no racing cars. I just obey the traffic rules. There are not many cars here, so it is faster."

Lin Haojie walked back and forth, scanning this tall and powerful Harley-Davidson machine from head to toe, with obsidian black stripes and fine gold lines all over its body, back and forth several times.

"I'll be darling..."

"This car is simply my dream car! Brother Chuan, why haven't I seen you drive it before? Oh my god, he's so handsome!"

"Wait a moment and someone will pick you up."

Xiao Jingchuan raised the corner of his lips and turned the accelerator again. The black cheetah made a turn and disappeared along the winding mountain road carrying Tang Jiao.

Everyone was left with a look of amazement.

"Damn it, Brother Chuan has such a wild boy's hobby, this motorcycle is so cool!"

"That's right! This big motorcycle is so cool! I want to ride on it!"

The motorcycle drove quickly into the Quinoa Garden and stopped at the edge of the large lawn where Tang Jiao had been.

Tang Jiao jumped out of the car skillfully.

"Big Lawn, here I come again!"

After saying that, I couldn't help but shiver from the cold, with a smile on my face.

Xiao Jingchuan took off their helmets, reached out to smooth Tang Jiao's hair that was blown around by the wind, and said with a helpless smile:

"Isn't it good to drive? It's freezing. I have to take a motorcycle."

Tang Jiao raised his little hand covered with Xiao Jingchuan motorcycle gloves and gave a thumbs up, very proud.

“Drag racing, queer!”

Xiao Jingchuan rubbed his head again and laughed at her: "You are quite brave."

"Are you cold as a cyclist..."

She grabbed Xiao Jingchuan's cold hand and covered it, "I'll cover it for you."

There are many trees in Liyuan Mountain. Standing on the lawn by the lake, the wind was so strong that Tang Jiao's hair was blown all over his face.

The girl's hair was longer, and she closed her eyes and wrinkled her face because of the hair that hung down to her forehead.

Xiao Jingchuan withdrew his hand, patiently pushed the hair that had grown to her earlobes behind her ears, and pinched the fleshy little ear beads.

"It's windy, go in first, Haojie and the others will be up in a moment."