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

Tang Zi was so tired that his scalp was numb.

He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Ye Xuewei worriedly, turning sideways without even looking at her.

Ma Tianxi easily coaxed his new girlfriend with a few words, then looked at Tang Jiao and said cheerfully:

"How about? Let's have a meal together? Sayuri is also a freshman in the Department of Medicine, so she and her seniors can study more."

Before Tang Jiao had time to refuse, Sayuri, a beautiful senior girl, started calling her seniors one by one.

Finally, the group sat at the same table in the cafeteria.

Tang Jiao, Wan Meimei, and Ye Xuewei were in a row, while Ma Tianxi and Sayuri sat opposite.

The whole weird dinner was entirely dependent on Wan Meimei, a social cow, and we talked about poetry, songs, and philosophy of life with the two weird couples across from us.

Tang Jiao held the spoon the whole time and tried to stuff rice into his mouth.

While she was so excited that she was digging her toes into the ground by the various displays of affection shown by the two people across from her in a nonchalant and extremely coquettish way, she kept paying attention to Ye Xuewei next to her with her peripheral vision from time to time.

Ye Xuewei, intentionally or unintentionally, sat on the edge, the farthest away from Ma Tianxi.

He didn't say a word during the whole process, and seemed to have completely implemented what he told Tang Jiao to be a stranger to Ma Tianxi.

Sayuri is not only a chatterbox, but also an enthusiastic and cheerful social cow. She talks endlessly, talking about one topic after another, and she pulls Tang Jiao and Wan Meimei to chat for a long time.

Now she saw that Tang Jiao and Wan Meimei were both engrossed in eating and avoiding her eyes, so she turned her eager eyes to Ye Xuewei.

"This senior, why don't you say anything? Doesn't she like Sayuri~"

Tang Jiao's heart skipped a beat, you really know how to chat.

Seeing that Ye Xuewei didn't raise her head, Sayuri rested her elbows on the table, leaned over, and called out again: "Senior?"

When Tang Jiao was about to help Ye Xuewei continue her words, Ye Xuewei stopped using her chopsticks.

She raised her head, looked directly at Sayuri, and said, "I don't like to talk while eating."

His voice was calm and his eyes were calm, neither domineering nor devoid of any other emotions.

It seems that he just eats and doesn't like to talk.

Ye Xuewei finished speaking with an impartial gaze, then lowered her head and continued eating.

Sayuri blinked her thick, curled eyelashes with delicate makeup, and then said "Oh~" after a long while.

"Excuse me--"

She still wanted to apologize, but Ma Tianxi put her arm around her shoulders and wrist, and calmed her down with a gentle word:

"My little darling, hurry up and eat. The food is already cold. Don't bother talking to irrelevant people."

When he, Ma Tianxi, said this, his eyes fell directly on the side of Ye Xuewei's face, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes.

But what he said is that he really deserves a beating.

Ye Xuewei didn't react at all, not even the slightest change in the speed of moving her chopsticks.

But when Tang Jiao heard this, the veins on his forehead jumped.

This dog man!

Tang Jiao resisted the urge to put the dinner plate on Ma Tianxi's head and said with a smile:

"Classmate Ma, how is the injury on your back?"

Ma Tianxi's back stiffened, but his signature smile immediately appeared on his face, and he waved his hands smartly:

"Hey, that's a small injury, what else can it do if you sleep on it?"

"Really? That's a pity."

Tang Jiao said very sincerely and regretfully.

Ma Tianxi twitched the corner of his mouth, smiled through his teeth, and said, "Little beauty Tang Jiao, what do you mean by this?"

Tang Jiao took out a paper towel, wiped his mouth slowly, and then rolled his eyes at him: "People already have girlfriends, so don't scream and make people misunderstand."

He put on Hexi's smile again and looked at Sayuri: "Are you right, Sayuri?"

Sayuri nodded in agreement, turned her head and stamped her foot hard on Ma Tianxi's new shoes, and said angrily:

"Xixi, what's wrong with you! How can you call other girls pretty? What about me? I'm not beautiful!"

Ma Tianxi hissed, moved his feet tremblingly, hugged the person and apologized repeatedly.

That mouth can really coax the 80-year-old lady out of her coffin, and she even coaxed Sayuri into joy with just a few words.

Tang Jiao smiled coldly in his eyes, crossed his fingers and pinched his joints secretly, and then said:

"Now that Mr. Ma's injury is fine, it shouldn't be a problem to help your girlfriend do some physical work, right?"

Ma Tianxi was stunned and asked, "What kind of job?"

Sayuri was also confused and looked at Tang Jiao, "Senior, what do I want to do? Why don't I know."

"This is-"

Tang Jiao said, holding the phone between his fingertips and shaking it slightly, showing a kind smile to the two of them...

Canteen door.

Ma Tianxi was held by Sayuri's arms like a wandering spirit, and she walked away not far away when Wan Meimei burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Hahahahahahahahaha help! How did you think of it Tang Jiao? Hahaha, did you see Ma Tianxi's expression? Hahahahaha, it made me laugh to death!"

Tang Jiao smiled proudly and raised his chin.

"Hmph, he deserves it!"

She turned her head and looked at Ye Xuewei with a smile on her face, and felt relieved.

Hooking Wan Meimei's arm with her left hand and Ye Xuewei with her right hand, she strode towards the classroom with high spirits and high spirits.

"Let's go! Let's go back and take a look at pathophysiology. I brought a heavyweight teaching aid today that I must share with my good friends!"

Ye Xuewei pulled her lips and smiled lightly, her steps very coordinated.

Only Wan Meimei pounded the ground with her feet, shoveled out a snow path, and wailed:

"There's no need to share anymore! You two can just go and study, and let me go back and take a nap! Ahhhhh--"

-

It was nearly one o'clock at noon today.

Xiaoli Group Headquarters Building, President's Office on the Top Floor.

Xiao Jingchuan finished the three-hour international online conference. As soon as he took off his tie and sat down, Zhang Qi knocked on the door and came in carrying a lunch box.

"Boss, you're overtime today, eat quickly, eat quickly."

He ran in quickly and put out all the still-warm meals.

Xiao Jingchuan suppressed his uncomfortable and cramped stomach, let out a breath, stood up, walked to the sofa and sat down.

He casually unbuttoned the collar of his shirt and picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks.

Zhang Qi pointed his cell phone camera at him.

Xiao Jingchuan paused and glanced at him, "I haven't eaten yet."

"I know, I know," Zhang Qi nodded repeatedly and urged weakly: "Boss, eat it quickly, it's so delicious."

Xiao Jingchuan sneered at him, stuffed the meat into his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

Zhang Qi took several photos of him from different angles, and he thought that Xiao was going to take a special issue of the magazine.

"Why are you taking so many photos?"

Xiao Jingchuan asked him to wander back and forth in front of him.

Zhang Qi quickly took two steps back, lowered his head and fiddled with his cell phone while explaining:

"Ms. Tang Jiao asked me to check your homework half an hour ago. Weren't you still in a meeting at that time? I can't help but take a few more pictures to ensure that you ate on time and in good quality."

Xiao Jingchuan raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile:

"Your reporting attitude is quite positive."

Zhang Qi coughed and said flatteringly:

"This is what a young man should do. The boss's order is the boss's order. The young man can save it."