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

"Well--!!"

As the saying goes, you can't eat hot tofu if you're in a hurry. Tang Zi's first bite was scalding.

It was as if a pan of oil had been put in her mouth. It was so hot that she pouted her mouth and exhaled, slapping her mouth with her palms.

Vomiting is not the case, swallowing is not the case.

Xiao Jingchuan reacted quickly and stood up, holding his plate and putting it to Tang Jiao's mouth, "Spit it out."

Tang Jiao lowered his head and spat out the first bite of beef.

"Ah, it burned me to death..."

She stuck out her tongue, her face grimacing.

A glass of orange juice was immediately put to her mouth, "Just take a few sips."

Tang Jiao put his little hand on the back of Xiao Jingchuan's hand and drank several sips from the cup.

Finally, the burning sensation on my tongue gradually dissipated, leaving only a slight numbness.

She pushed the cup gently to signal that she didn't want it anymore.

Xiao Jingchuan then put down his cup and sat beside her, frowning slightly.

For some reason, Tang Jiao was a little nervous. The bite she just took made her mouth still burn, and she felt like she had a big tongue when she spoke.

She raised her eyes to look at Xiao Jingchuan, only to see him frowning slightly as if he was unhappy.

She said hesitantly: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, the word "Sichuan" between Xiao Jingchuan's eyebrows deepened.

Tang Jiao became even more nervous. In the early autumn weather, he was actually sweating slightly on his forehead. He didn't know whether it was because he had eaten that hot bite or because he was nervous.

She twirled her fingers, trying to think of something to say.

But suddenly his chin was pinched by a big hand.

"Why are you talking like this?"

Xiao Jingchuan came closer, frowned and asked, "Are you burned? Stick out your tongue and let me take a look."

The distance between the two suddenly became very close.

Under the warm yellow light, Xiao Jingchuan's eyelashes are so long, and the bridge of his nose is straight.

Tang Jiao was dumbfounded. He opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue stupidly.

The tip of the tongue was indeed a little red from the heat. The soft red and slightly wet tongue squirmed slightly under the man's fixed gaze, and he was so shy that he wanted to hide.

"do not move."

The fingers on his chin tightened a little harder.

"Does your tongue hurt? Or is it numb?"

Tang Jiao stiffened his mouth and blinked at him innocently.

Xiao Jingchuan paused, then reluctantly shook her chin and chuckled, "You can talk."

Tang Jiao seemed to have received the amnesty order, so he immediately retracted his tongue, closed his mouth, and then whispered:

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it's just numb."

Xiao Jingchuan breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed her head with his big hands, and warned her in a gentle voice: "Don't eat things that have just come out of the pot in such a hurry, it's not good for your throat."

Tang Jiao felt the slight pressure on the back of his head, and suddenly felt sour in his heart.

She hasn't had her head touched in four years, and no one cares whether she will get burned eating hot pot.

His big hand moved to her forehead and touched it, which made her feel a little wet.

Xiao Jingchuan tilted his head and looked at her, "Are you hot?"

In the past, Tang Jiao was already afraid of the cold in the early autumn weather, and would not sweat even after running for a while.

"a little bit."

Tang Jiao nodded obediently.

Since she fully recovered, her physical condition is better than before. With her regular exercise, she is no longer afraid of the cold.

Xiao Jingchuan quickly figured out the reason, and the expression on his face was a bit complicated, seeming to be happy, but also a bit sad.

"Tie your hair up?"

He said, pulling off a black rubber band from his white wrist with clear bones.

Tang Jiao stared straight at the rubber band, which had a pair of very small rabbit ears.

is hers.

Xiao Jingchuan gently pushed Tang Jiao's shoulder, turning her back to him.

His big hands skillfully held up the girl's long, smooth black hair, and his slender fingers flexibly twisted the black rubber band, and tied it up in a few clicks.

Tang Jiao straightened his back and stared blankly at the paintings on the wall of the box.

The heart was pounding in the chest, as if it was about to jump out of the throat.

Tang Jiao ate the next hot pot meal very quietly and well-behaved.

Put all the vegetables in the bowl and blow them three times before taking one bite.

Xiao Jingchuan kept feeding him skillfully, one bite of meat, one bite of vegetarian food, and another bite of fruit to relieve his tiredness.

Tang Ziao soon became full.

She took the warm towel from Xiao Jingchuan and said a polite "thank you" naturally.

Xiao Jingchuan's hand paused in mid-air.

The long fingers with distinct joints twitched slightly under the light.

He breathed out slowly, raised his eyelids slightly, and looked at Tang Jiao with his dark, slightly swaying eyes.

"Feeling rusty?"

The voice was low and gentle, but it revealed some undetectable depression.

Tang Jiao wiped his hands for a moment.

Xiao Jingchuan's words made her nose sore and she felt very uncomfortable.

……

There was a bit of traffic on the way home and the car was very quiet.

Tang Jiao placed her hands squarely in front of her, holding the bag on her knees. She looked straight ahead in silence, feeling confused.

She didn't know why she suddenly said thank you.

How could Xiao Jingchuan and her say thank you so politely...

The word "strange" is like a sharp knife, piercing something naked and revealing the four years they have been apart.

Those were more than 1000 real days and nights without seeing each other or hugging each other.

Tang Jiao felt very sad, because of what he blurted out, and because of the suppressed sadness in Xiao Jingchuan's voice.

Obviously...obviously she missed Xiao Jingchuan so much that she went crazy...

But when the person actually appeared in front of her, she acted like an idiot, an idiot who could easily screw up everything.

"drop."

The door unlocked and opened automatically a crack.

Tang Jiao slowly turned around and looked up at Xiao Jingchuan. For a moment, his thin eyelids drooped again.

She didn't know what to say.

Say you want to come into the house?

But this house originally belonged to Xiao Jingchuan, but he quietly changed the head of the household to himself.

Or say goodbye?

But she didn't want to say it, she didn't want to say it at all, she wanted to stay with Xiao Jingchuan.

Xiao Jingchuan lowered his eyes and silently looked at the expression on the girl's face that was about to cry. After all, he couldn't bear it anymore and whispered:

"Why don't you go in?"

Tang Jiao suddenly raised his head, his dark apricot eyes wet, as pitiful as a deer who knew he was about to be abandoned.

Xiao Jingchuan's heart was suddenly pricked by a needle.

He raised his arm, put his arm around Tang Jiao's shoulders, took her into the house, and closed the door from the inside.

Then he raised the corner of his mouth and joked warmly:

"Are you going to take your brother to stand guard outside?"

Tang Jiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't hide the joy on his face.

She shook her head quickly, took out a brand new pair of men's slippers from the top of the shoe cabinet, and handed them to Xiao Jingchuan, her eyes sparkling.

"Brother Jingchuan, change your shoes."

Xiao Jingchuan felt so weak.

He reached out and took the slippers and put them on. The size was just right, and the ones on Tang Jiao's feet were the couple's size.

"Pudding, look who's back -" Tang Jiao turned around and raised his feet to enter the house.

However, Xiao Jingchuan reached out and grabbed his arm, holding her in his arms.

The arms behind her were so tight that they seemed to break her bones.