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

A handsome, reserved and powerful man, and a mysterious girl wrapped in a baby cow blanket.

People who come and go see it are simply curious!

Not only could I not help but stare at that handsome face specially gifted by God, I was also curious to see who could be so pampered by such a top product.

But it was blocked by the baby cow blanket.

Xiao Jingchuan turned a blind eye to those curious glances and just held Tang Jiao in his arms easily and steadily as he walked out.

Until under the blanket, the girl moved and her furry head was exposed.

Only then did everyone suddenly realize that what was hidden inside was a beautiful little drunk cat with pink face and peach cheeks!

The little drunk cat put her arms around the man's sexy and slender neck, stuck her head out, and suddenly raised her chin, pouted her lips and pressed them softly against the side of the man's chin and neck, kissing stupidly.

Xiao Jingchuan was slightly itchy by the wet and soft touch. He paused and looked down at Tang Jiao, who was suddenly making a fuss.

"Baby?"

Tang Jiao closed his eyes slightly and took a lick on his pulsating pulse before raising his head and looking at Xiao Jingchuan drunkenly with a silly smile.

"Brother Jingchuan, come home and kiss~~"

He was obviously drunk, but his smile was so innocent and seductive.

Dark aggression suddenly appeared in Xiao Jingchuan's eyes.

He freed up a hugging hand, held the chin, lifted it up, lowered his head and covered her with a deep kiss.

The passers-by pretending to be passing by suddenly hissed.

The tip of his tongue licked and swept over the soft flesh with the aroma of wine, leaving an aggressive and soothing breath before he pulled away.

Pressing Tang Jiao's head down with his big palm, Xiao Jingchuan quickened his pace and walked toward the hotel.

Perhaps the aura was too strong, and no one thought of taking pictures of such an exciting and eye-catching scene.

"Di-"

The door to the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel was opened and slammed shut.

Tang Jiao was hugged by Xiao Jingchuan and pressed against the door.

In the dim light, the deep eyebrows and eyes cast thick shadows, and the eyes were full of flames.

Tang Jiao raised her slender white neck, her cherry lips slightly parted.

The next second, he was sucked heavily again.

The knuckles like green onions scratched the man's neck unbearably.

After an unknown amount of time, a glistening silver thread was pulled from between the intertwined and separated lips, and the two breathed each other.

"are you awake?"

The hoarse and deep voice can make people's spines tremble and their hands and feet feel weak.

Tang Jiaoshui's eyes trembled slightly, locked by the dark and blazing gaze, and he said "hmm" softly.

The next second, the arms holding her waist and hips were raised and tightened, and her lips and tongue were completely occupied again.

No one cares about the huge presidential suite and its luxurious decoration.

The darkness spread all the way to the bathroom, the sound of rushing water revealed a scorching urgency, and the door soon opened again.

The billowing white mist of high-temperature water envelops the adjacent white greasy and hard surfaces, all the way to the kingsize white bed.

The mattress sank under the weight of the two of them, then bounced up again.

The neat and white sheets gradually became messy and tangled.

"Don't be afraid."

The hoarse and magnetic voice fell on the ear accompanied by fine burning kisses.

Tang Jiao finally felt how restrained and restrained Xiao Jingchuan was towards her in the past.

At this moment, she felt as if she was in the middle of a huge wave, and as if she was being roasted by fierce flames. She was completely coaxed, possessed, and controlled by Xiao Jingchuan, and was completely unable to resist.

The interlocking fingers made the white phalanges turn pink and red, and they were dripping with sweat.

The water overflows and flows, and the sound is as sweet as panting.

The sudden rain and strong wind seemed to go back and forth countless times.

Tang Jiao could no longer tell what night it was, and he just felt that he would see Jesus in the next second.

The elegant night lamp on the bedside was turned to its brightest level by a slender hand with bulging muscles.

The bright white light illuminated the ambiguous bed.

The girl was lying on the messy bed with her eyes slightly closed. Her long black hair was spread out, making her jade-white skin even whiter, and the redness applied to it even redder.

"Jiaojiao...baby..."

The light and lingering kiss fell again on the cyan tattoo that had been kissed countless times. The delicate skin around it was already extremely red.

The curve representing the electrocardiogram will forever be imprinted on the girl’s snow-white right hip bone.

There is a rose with soft thorns climbing on the curve, which seems to be entangled.

There are no complicated and exaggerated patterns, just a few green strokes, and the beautiful roses outlined in it seem to be able to completely imprison people's hearts.

When Xiao Jingchuan saw it for the first time, the soft thorns of the rose instantly pierced his heart, and the vines twined tightly around him, and they lived with him from then on.

His daisy-like girl, born of roses and soft thorns, took control of his heart, making it beat only for her from now on, within the safe confines of its curves.

He kissed, sucked, licked and bit religiously countless times.

Before and after, I couldn't put it down and couldn't let go of the kiss.

Tang Jiao looked down weakly at the head rolling around his waist, almost crying again.

"Xiao Jingchuan...brother Jingchuan..."

She begged for mercy again.

The voice is sandy and soft, the eyes are full of water, and the water is soft and soft like fragrant mud.

"One more moment, baby I love you."

Such words of love made the girl who could hardly bear it bite her extremely red lips again, and she was gently led into the next wave of torrent.

It wasn't until the sky became brighter that everything returned to peace.

The exhausted girl was carried unconsciously into the dry bed and fell into a deep sleep.

She was tightly entangled by the man's strong and slender hands and feet, and she didn't know how precious the gentle kiss that fell on her forehead was.

At noon, Tang Jiao was picked up, fed fragrant and sweet porridge and water, and fell asleep again without even opening his eyes.

From three poles high in the sun to low in the west.

The gauze curtains of the large floor-to-ceiling windows were half open, letting in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The white and tender feet leaning at the end of the bed moved and retracted into the quilt.

After a while, the slightly bulging quilt stirred a few times, but there was no movement again.

Tang Jiao lay on the bed, feeling like his whole body had been crushed back and forth by the tank countless times. He was sore and soft, unable to move.

"Um-"

As soon as Xiao Jingchuan entered the room, he heard a cat-like moan, and a smile appeared on his handsome face.

"woke up?"

Tang Jiao turned over with difficulty, his head tilted on the pillow, and his almond-shaped eyes blinked at Xiao Jingchuan, who was sitting by the bed and looking at him with a gentle smile.

She didn't miss much this time. Last night she remembered to "do something" and urged Xiao Jingchuan to go home. She remembered everything after entering the house.

I thought about punishing Xiao Jingchuan, but in the end I was brutally punished countless times.

Tang Jiao didn't have time to be shy. As soon as he moved his waist, he felt like he was falling apart, and strands of soreness and numbness spread from his body.

He couldn't help but look at the exceptionally refreshed man with resentment.

"...It's so bad."

Xiao Jingchuan smiled softly, leaned down, gently stroked the hair on the side of her face with his fingertips, and kissed her face twice.

"I'm sorry, the baby is great."

The voice is magnetic and low.

Hearing this, Tang Jiao couldn't help but twitch in his calves and lower abdomen.

After eating good food and eating meat, a woman really can't stand the slightest temptation!

Tang Jiao secretly despised himself. After being tortured like this, you still have the heart to think about such things! !

She hummed, hiding her shyness, grabbing the hem of his clothes with her little hands, and said softly: "I'm in pain, very sore."

"It's all my brother's fault."

"I originally wanted to press your button in the morning to see if you were sleeping soundly."

Xiao Jingchuan followed Shan Ruliu and lifted up the quilt to massage Tang Jiao starting from the waist and back. His warm and powerful palms massaged inch by inch, from the lower back to the shoulders, and from the calves to the roots of the legs, hips and crotch.

Through the silver silk pajamas, which were flexible and comfortable to the touch, Tang Jiao lay softly on the pillow and hummed.

"Hmm~ It's comfortable..."

The delicate, waxy little breath coming from the nasal cavity can easily make people's thoughts go astray.

The warm and fragrant nephrite is under his palm, but does Xiao, who has just had a full meal, still dare to move?

Don't dare, last night was indeed too cruel.

The hem of her clothes was slightly turned up, revealing her gleaming white lower back. The two deep waist hollows were covered with excessive kiss marks.

Xiao Jingchuan could only divert his attention, look up at the relief on the wall, and talk to Tang Jiao.

"Qiao Sen and the others went skiing again today. They went to the market in the afternoon and said they would bring you some fun things."

Tang Jiao nodded, tilted his head to look at him, and asked knowingly: "What about you? What are you doing today?"

Xiao Jingchuan bent down and kissed her, "I haven't gone anywhere, how can I let you be in the room by yourself?"

Tang Jiao couldn't hold it back, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled sweetly.

"Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

Before Tang Jiao could answer, Tang Jiao's cell phone vibrated on the bedside table.

Xiao Jingchuan took it over, unlocked it with his fingerprint, and clicked it to take a look.

"Qin Li sent you a voice message."

Tang Jiao said lazily: "Brother, help me open it."

Xiao Jingchuan smiled, pinched her cheek, and opened it with one hand.

Qin Li's wild laughter immediately came from the phone.

"Hahahahaha little inchhead! You must have been tortured to the point where you couldn't get up all day! Hahahahahaha finally! I thought Xiao Jingchuan was really not good at it——"

"Snapped!"

Tang Jiao snatched the phone away with lightning speed and blocked Qin Li's next words.

In the luxurious bedroom of the presidential suite, it was so quiet that the quilt was still messily rolled up at the end of the bed.

Xiao Jingchuan sat beside the bed, raising his eyebrows slightly with a "gentle and generous" smile on his face:

"Who can't?"

Tang Jiao chuckled, stuffed the damn cell phone into the quilt, and slowly sat up.

"No, Brother Jingchuan, you heard it wrong~"

Xiao Jingchuan's smile became gentler.

He leaned over, held Tang Jiao's face in his hands, and kissed it.

Rubbing the tip of the nose against the tip of the nose, the deep eyes are dim, and the voice is low and seductive:

"Can I review it with you?"

Male lust current.

Tang Jiao swallowed and wanted to nod, but his body didn't allow it.

She pouted her lips, kissed her back, turned around and crawled out quickly, muttering:

"Get up, get up, the sun is going down, Xiao Jingchuan, I want to eat the crispy cake yesterday..."

Xiao Jingchuan couldn't help laughing when he saw Tang Jiao trying to crawl to the other side even though his hands and feet were weak.

He stood up, walked over, picked her up by the waist, and walked out.

"I'm scaring you, little idiot."

Tang Jiao pursed his lips and smiled sweetly.

Putting his arms around his shoulders, he leaned into Xiao Jingchuan's ear and whispered: "Evening~"

It made the handsome man's brows become more and more happy.

……

Spring and winter are approaching, the ice and snow are melting, and the chill is gradually dissipating.

Tang Jiao's life has entered a new stage, full of happiness, joy and unlimited motivation.

She successfully obtained the postgraduate qualification from Beijing University and is currently interning at the No. 1 Civil Hospital in Jingzhou. After the end of her fifth year of internship, she will continue to return to school for postgraduate studies.

Although I have had a lot of experience as a student volunteer worker at Peking University Affiliated Hospital, it is very different from a formal internship in a hospital.

Follow the teacher every day and experience the feeling of having knowledge crammed into your brain in the form of practice.

It’s tiring, fulfilling and challenging.

I change departments every month and study in rotation.

After the teaching teacher completed a round of ward rounds for consultation, dressing changes, and sorting out the cases and disease course, Tang Jiao stretched out his arms and turned his stiff shoulders and neck and walked out of the ward.

She took a long breath and turned her head just in time to see Ye Xuewei.

"Xuewei, I'm going to buy a cup of coffee, do you want it?"

Ye Xuewei waved her hand: "I can't really eat right now."

Tang Jiao looked at the ward next door, covered his mouth and asked in a low voice, "Did you encounter a nuclear weapon?"

Ye Xuewei's stomach churns when she thinks that she just debrided and changed the dressing of a patient with a severely infected lower body wound, sores, pus, and a foul smell.

She took off her mask to take a breath, smiled helplessly and nodded, "You go ahead, there's no need to bring it to me."

Coming to a hospital for an internship and changing dressings for patients is sometimes like defusing a blind bomb. You don't know what patient you will be assigned to practice on.

Although the doctor was kind-hearted, it was quite difficult to overcome the nausea at the beginning, even more uncomfortable than the anatomy class at the beginning.

Tang Jiao nodded in understanding, turned around and walked to the drink sales area.

"drop……"

The drink dispensing spout opens with a roar, exuding the fragrant and refreshing aroma of coffee.

Tang Jiao folded his arms and leaned against the drink vending machine, closing his eyes slightly and smelling the coffee to soothe his mind.

When the sound of water stopped, she opened her eyes and held the smoking hot coffee.

As soon as he turned around, he caught sight of the pillar next to the door ahead from the corner of his eye.

Ok?

Tang Jiao took a closer look and saw that it was really a child, a strange little boy with dyed green hair.

Tang Jiao thought he was dazzled just now.

The little boy looked to be about five or six years old. He was very thin. He was wearing an old blue T-shirt and some dirty white jeans that didn't fit.

The little boy noticed that someone was looking at him, clasped his hands and hid around the corner of the pillar.

Tang Jiao frowned and walked over.

The little boy seemed to think that Tang Jiao was going to drive him away, so he was frightened, holding his little hands tightly and shrinking back.

"kid?"

Tang Jiao walked over, bent down slightly, lowered his voice and asked, "Kid, where are your family members?"

The child only hid behind the pillar, with a pair of big dark eyes full of fear and alertness.

Tang Jiao's eyes fell on the bleeding wound on the child's upper arm and he squatted down.

Pointing to the white coat on his body, he spoke more gently:

"Sister is a doctor. Come out and let me take a look at you, okay?"

The child still didn't move, but his eyes were loose.

Tang Jiao put the coffee in his hand on the ground and slowly pointed at his arm, "Does it hurt here? You came to see the doctor, right?"

She whispered a few more words with a smile, and the little boy finally put down his guard and walked out timidly.

Tang Jiao frowned immediately.