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

"Jiaojiao?"

Tang Jiao wiped away the complaints in his heart and came back to his senses.

She took Xiao Jingchuan's arm and asked gently:

"Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Can I accompany you to the hospital first? Didn't you cover yourself with a quilt last night? Are you too tired from work recently?"

Seeing the worried look on Tang Jiao's face, the teasing in Xiao Jingchuan's heart faded away, leaving only boundless tenderness.

He was obviously an excellent medical student, but he was so careless that he didn't even notice that his body temperature was normal and he didn't have a fever at all.

Xiao Jingchuan put his arms around his slim waist, pulled the person into his arms, and sighed softly.

The side of Tang Jiao's face was pressed against his broad chest. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but he always felt warmer than usual.

She softly hugged her slim waist wrapped in a suit, and patted it comfortingly with her little hands.

"Is it uncomfortable? Let's go and take a look. I'll drive. I have a driver's license."

Xiao Jingchuan rubbed the girl's cool ear lovingly.

Low-alcohol voice, smiling and lazy:

"No, just give me a hug."

Seen from a distance, it looks like a huge wolf, which has restrained the wolf-like ferocity around it, and bends over the petite girl in an unusually docile manner.

Tang Jiao blinked slowly.

It took a while to realize... Xiao Jingchuan was acting coquettishly with him.

She raised her lips lightly, put her small hands on her broad back, and coaxed softly:

"Brother Jingchuan, are you tired?"

The girl's long hair was tied loosely into a low ponytail, revealing her delicate white neck. A few strands of pure black hair were scattered, hanging down on her fair and soft skin.

Like a thin willow brushing against the snow, the fragrance is lingering.

Xiao Jingchuan's eyes were as deep as a pool, and he gently pecked the side of his fair and fragrant neck.

"Well, I miss you."

The slow, lazy sound of low magnetism reached the ear gallery, and the hot breath blew behind the girl's ears, causing a trembling numbness.

Tang Jiao stood stiffly, his thin waist controlled by big hands.

You can only tilt your head slightly, open your neck, and let the man give you a loving peck once or twice.

Very light and slightly moist.

It's so touching that it leaves you with a shiver down your spine.

The crimson powder spread from the side of the snow-white neck to the cheeks.

Tang Jiao blinked his moist eyes nervously and felt his legs were slightly weak.

The thin white fingers wrapped around his broad back couldn't help but use force to wrinkle the man's pure black and noble suit jacket.

"Brother Jingchuan..."

"Ah."

A low voice escaped from the nasal cavity.

Xiao Jingchuan tightened his arms, hugged the limp body, put his warm thin lips on the side of his neck, and did not move again.

"Shall we go home?"

Tang Jiao's voice was soft and moist, with a submissive tone that made people want to ravage her even more.

Xiao Jingchuan didn't move and closed his eyes slightly, holding her as if he was recharging his batteries.

After a while, he closed his eyes, raised his lips and asked, "Why didn't you wait for me to get up to see you off in the morning?"

The speaking speed is slow and the voice is getting lazier.

The warmth on Tang Jiao's face faded a little, and he answered obediently:

"Didn't you come back just after two o'clock last night? I want you to sleep a little longer."

"Is the breakfast delicious?"

Xiao Jingchuan thought of the huge sandwich and the cute smiling face, resting his chin on his shoulder and letting out a chuckle.

"It's delicious. Our wild rice cooker is so good."

The big palm on the slender waist patted her gently, and lazily emphasized: "I'll see you off tomorrow, don't sneak away quietly."

"Not quietly," Tang Jiao retorted softly, "You are too busy at work, I can come to school by myself."

During this period, Xiao Jingchuan went out with Tang Jiao every morning, first sending her to Beijing University, and then returning to the company.

In the evening, I occasionally take time to pick her up for dinner, take her home, and then return to the company.

At night, Tang Jiao almost got into bed and fell asleep. He was still busy in the company and didn't come back until late at night.

At first Tang Jiao wanted to wait for the door, so he took a book and sat in the living room to read.

As a result, he lay on the sofa and fell asleep. It wasn't until Xiao Jingchuan came back in the middle of the night that he was carried back to the room.

Tang Jiao caught a cold and had a stuffy nose for two days, and Xiao Jingchuan's complexion also didn't look good for two days.

After that, every night on time, Tang Jiao would receive calls or messages from Xiao Jingchuan. One was to tell her what time she would be back from get off work, and the other was to coax her to sleep peacefully right away.

Living under the same roof, the two of them spent very little time seeing each other.

Tang Jiao felt distressed again when he thought of this, and pursed his lips.

"No matter how busy I am, I still have time to pick you up."

Xiao Jingchuan took a deep breath, stepped back slightly, looked at Tang Jiao and smiled helplessly:

"Brother is chasing someone, give him a chance to show off."

"Then let's catch him now!" Tang Jiao blurted out.

At this moment, she still couldn't remember what Qin Lil'er said about "relaxing and playing hard to get".

Seeing that Xiao Jingchuan was a little stunned, she turned her eyes away, looked at the dark brown chain rope exposed at the collar of his shirt, and whispered:

"I feel sorry for you..."

A helpless and heart-warming smile slowly broke out on the man's handsome and cold face, and the light in his deep eyes was so bright and moving.

"Baby... If you act like this, your brother will take advantage of you."

Tang Zi's nose felt sore for no reason.

She stretched out her hands, threw herself into Xiao Jingchuan's arms, buried her face and moaned: "No matter!"

The vibration in the man's chest was like a drum, and the sound was clearly heard in Tang Jiao's ears.

"Tang Jiaojiao, you are really——"

"Has a habit of pinching me."

Xiao Jingchuan hugged the person in his arms tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and put her in his pocket.

……

In the evening, after having dinner together, Xiao Jingchuan rarely brought his work back.

in the living room.

After Tang Jiao took a shower, he casually rolled his hair into a loose ball, sat cross-legged on the carpet and read a book, with his back leaning against the legs of the sofa.

Xiao Jingchuan put his notebook on his lap and sat on the sofa to do his work.

Pudding was full of food and drink, and lazily spread his belly on the ground, his big tail sweeping slowly from time to time.

The room felt very peaceful and peaceful for a while.

It was like going back to the past, the good days when Tang Jiao was immersed in studying and Xiao Jingchuan was reading extracurricular books.

The weather is getting colder, and in the small courtyard outside the balcony, the cherry blossom trees are swaying in the autumn wind.

The cherry blossom buds on the branches are bigger than the past few days, and they are clustered in clusters. It will not be long before a new round of flowers bloom.

The glass door was opened slightly, and the white gauze curtain was gently fluttered, bringing in a cool breeze.

Xiao Jingchuan was typing on his notebook when he felt the air blowing. He reached for the blanket on the back of the sofa and bent down to put it on Tang Jiao.

The whole action was very natural, without even raising his head, and his eyes were always looking at the confidential documents on the screen.

Tang Jiao looked down at the thin blanket on his shoulders, raised the corners of his lips slightly, pulled up a corner of the big blanket, and covered Xiao Jingchuan's bare feet.

Xiao Jingchuan felt it, raised his eyes, tilted his head and raised his eyebrows at Tang Jiao, who was sitting at his feet.

Tang Jiao relaxed his crossed legs, revealing his socks-wearing feet, and wiggled his toes playfully.

The expression on her face was so arrogant that Xiao Jingchuan could read her subtext.

Look, I wore socks obediently, but you didn't.

He smiled gently and stretched out his hand to rub Tang Jiao's head.

The two of them devoted themselves to study and work respectively.

Time flows quietly here...