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

"Wow~~! So beautiful!!"

"Tang Jiao! Huge, huge and beautiful!!"

"I say, you might as well buy them all! Anyway, we Xiao are always rich, so you can change one in half an hour, and you will look stunning on the whole place, and you won't be able to charm him to death!"

Tang Jiao stood in front of the mirror, casually curling a bun on the top of his head. His bangs were lifted up with cat-ear hairbands, revealing his beautiful and beautiful face.

She tore off a piece of facial mask and applied it, turning her face sideways, carefully smoothing the edges and corners, leaving no dead space.

The mobile phone placed on the wall cabinet automatically played the voice messages from Wan Meimei.

The corners of her mouth curled up as she listened.

Press the voice button with your little finger and speak with a buzzing mouth:

"Then I have to be exhausted first. You can help me choose which ones are more beautiful? Qin Li said the second one, the fourth one, eight and nine."

Wan Meimei replied quickly.

"I think they are both so beautiful! Eight and nine are really stunning! They are all designed by Italian designers, right?"

"I'm really impressed. When choosing a wedding dress, we actually designed 50 pieces for you to choose from. I just want to tell you, President Xiaoda, don't be too outrageous!!! You have to wait until next year to try on wedding dresses! Ouch——"

Wan Meimei was lying on the sofa in the living room at home, roaring. She was kicked away by her brother in disgust, and rolled to the ground with an "ouch".

"Looking at your potential, I don't know if you thought you were getting married in person. Everyone else is already getting married, but you are still playing in the mud."

Doctor Wan Da glanced at his sister with disgust, his venomous tongue showing steadily.

Wan Meimei counterattacked with a flying kick, kicked her brother's thigh, and ran away with one blow.

And he said: "You know nothing!"

As a loyal CP fan of Tang Jiao and Xiao Jingchuan, Wan Meimei's heart was so excited and her hands were trembling more than chasing idol dramas.

Less than a month to go!

The main host of CP, who has been a fan for a year, is about to hold a wedding, and he can still sit at the head table!

family!Who knows!

Wan Meimei repeatedly scrolled through the long stack of wedding dress designs on her phone to give Tang Jiao ideas.

So happy!

Who knows, this feeling is even better than getting married!

She clicked on Tang Jiao's reply voice and was happy.

"What are you doing? Your voice is buzzing."

After Tang Jiao applied the mask, he began to apply body lotion to his hands and legs, while replying: "I'm applying the mask, but I can't open my mouth."

A series of laughing emoticons immediately appeared in the WeChat group of three people who said, "You can't become a devil if you don't study medicine."

Wan Meimei almost died laughing.

"Weizi, look, our doctor, Xiao Tang, has finally started to apply facial masks! Who used to sneer at masks because of their natural beauty?"

After hearing this, Tang Jiao honestly confessed that he was slapped in the face.

Now apply one tablet every day and cram it before the wedding.

In the group of three people, the two people's profile pictures kept popping up, and they were chatting lively.

Only the image of Xueweihua has been diving and has never bubbled up.

Maybe, he was laughing quietly and watching them chat, as usual.

...

"Hey Jingchuan, my colleagues from the tracking team sent news that Bai Sheng was found on the border of Jingzhou. He did run back again..."

Xiao Jingchuan sat back on his office chair, overlooking the brightly lit and bustling Jingzhou city night view outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

In his ears, Qi Dongyang's voice kept coming from the mobile phone.

"...This guy dared to come back at this juncture, or he was very confident that the police couldn't catch him and deliberately provoked him."

"Either...he's just here for you."

Xiao Jingchuan's deep three-dimensional eyes were hidden in the shadow of the backlight, and his tall nose cast a line of darkness on the side of his face.

Can't see clearly.

He said in a deep voice: "What are the police's plans?"

"All three teams were dispatched to conduct a strict inspection of all vehicles entering and exiting the area under surveillance, and strive to catch him within a week. The provincial department is paying close attention to this case, and my senior brother is about to issue a military order.

It involves so many troubled families, many cases of abetting murder, and everything is full of explosive points.Some media have caught wind of it and have been squatting outside the police station for the past two days. "

"Damn it, this is the first time I feel like a star."

In the past half month, Qi Dongyang almost lost a lot of his hair.

He looked at the table filled with information and said seriously:

"Jingchuan, please be safe these days and bring bodyguards with you. I really feel like this lunatic is coming back for you."

Xiao Jingchuan moved his feet, turned his chair back to the front, reached out and opened the standing tablet on the desk.

As soon as the screen lit up, it showed a dense dark green grid with a red dot in the middle.

A star-shaped red dot flashing at a constant speed.

He stared at it for a moment before replying: "I know."

Qi Dongyang sighed, "Well, where is Tang Jiao——"

"She is at home, I sent her back."

"Okay, if anything happens, I'll notify you as soon as possible."

"Dongyang, pay attention to safety."

Qi Dongyang Yile said, "That's necessary. Besides, I'm sitting at the police station today, and it's my senior brother who is on the front line."

"Don't worry, I have secretly used your private detective. I will catch that madman as soon as possible."

_

November 11th, 15 days before the wedding.

Eight wedding dresses selected by Tang Jiao and three groom's suits from Xiao Jingchuan were delivered to China from Italy.

Xiao Jingchuan changed into Tang Jiao's favorite groom's clothes and stood in front of the mirror.

Lift your chin slightly and let the designer adjust the neckline.

The apricot-colored curtain in the fitting room next to her was opened with a swish.

Xiao Jingchuan turned his head when he heard the sound.

The whole person was stunned on the ground.

Tang Jiao is wearing the first set of long-swept main yarn.

The back is elegant and holy, and the graceful curve of the slim waist is tightened, and then spreads along the gorgeous skirt.

The stylist is giving her a wedding jeweled shoulder chain.

When she heard the sound, she turned around and met the handsome and handsome Xiao Jingchuan.

Like a mermaid princess who is ignorant of the world, when she was dressing up for her birthday, she turned around and saw the handsome prince who barged in.

Each other's heartbeats were beating violently like their first heartbeat.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

Both looked at each other dumbfounded.

The designer and stylist looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

In the following time, the wise and resolute CEO Xiaoda seemed to have lost the ability to speak.

He had been waiting outside the fitting room.

Every time Tang Jiao changed into a wedding dress and opened the curtain, he would stare blankly and say, "It looks good, it looks good."

I don't have the brain capacity to support any other words. All I can think about is the way Tang Jiao looked at him in her wedding dress.

IQ has been completely occupied by the heartbeat.

The result of the final try-on was that I didn’t pull out any of them, but I left them all.

Tang Jiao was still a little hesitant and struggled: "Is it really eight pieces? I won't be able to exchange them for the wedding..."

Xiao Jingchuan stared at her.

The girl touched her wedding dress with eyes full of love, looking extremely delicate.

His eyes were as gentle as stars, "Do you like it?"

Tang Jiao nodded sincerely, "I like it, they all look good."