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

In the classroom, Zhang Feifei's desk has been vacated, and Lin Li has also packed up and suspended class.

Chen Mili looked at the long scabs on Tang Jiao's arms with pain, and scratched them like a cat with a pair of white and tender arms.

"It hurts so much. Zhang Feifei is so cruel! Tang Jiao, I'm sorry, I didn't even notice anything was wrong at the time."

"What are you talking about? How could you guess it?"

Tang Jiao stretched out his hand to touch the scabs on his arms and said nonchalantly: "They are all scabbed. It doesn't hurt. Even if you apply ointment, there won't be any scars."

"Oh, the scar removal cream Xiao Jingchuan gave you is really amazing. It comes in handy everywhere."

Chen Mili sighed, raised his eyes and glared at Lin Li's empty seat in front of him: "And that bastard who knows people and faces but doesn't know his heart, he still has the nerve to say he likes you!"

Seeing that Tang Jiao's face turned pale, she quickly changed the subject: "Forget about those unlucky things, I want to tell you good news!"

"We are sure that military training will begin next week. Haven't you been looking forward to it?"

"Really?"

Tang Jiao started to get excited.

"Yes, I just informed the squad leader to take people to move things in the afternoon."

Military training, which has been delayed for more than a year, is finally about to begin.

Squad leader Zhang Xinli led a few boys to move in military training equipment. Three large sacks were piled beside the podium.

Everyone was very excited. They received camouflage uniforms and shoes according to the sizes reported in advance, and took their coats and put them on in the classroom.

The clothes were uniform, and the sizes were all a little too big. Lin Haojie wore a size M, and the clothes were shoulder-slouching and empty, as if he had stolen an adult's clothes.

Chen Yaonan laughed at him. Even in his camouflage uniform, he looked like a skinny monkey traitor. He almost strangled him with a hard leather belt and strangled him to death.

Tang Jiao's is the smallest size, which can barely hold up the rough camouflage he wears. The tan belt stretches up to his thin waist, and with his energetic round inches, his back looks like a handsome soldier.

Xiao Jingchuan casually put his coat on his shoulders and put it down. Looking at Tang Jiao standing in front of him, he was dressed neatly, and it looked like that.

"But, Tang Jiao, is it really okay for you to participate in military training?"

Chen Mili glanced at Tang Jiao's head and felt a little worried.

Tang Jiao raised his hand and touched his hair, which had grown recently, and said, "I asked the doctor during the last review. He said that you can participate in it appropriately, but not strenuous exercise or projects with strong impact."

Seeing that Chen Mili was even more worried after hearing this, she patted her chest and reassured her.

"Don't worry, I just want to feel this lively atmosphere. I've already filled out the sick leave form. I can withdraw at any time if I feel uncomfortable. I know that."

Xiao Jingchuan raised his eyes slightly, raised his hand and gently threw the camouflage jacket on Tang Jiao's head. The loose clothes covered her whole body.

"Tang Jiaojiao, you are becoming more and more courageous now."

Tang Jiao was startled when his head was suddenly covered. As soon as he lifted up his clothes, he heard the cold whooshing sound of Xiaojing River.

"Don't heal the scars and forget about the pain. There are wounds everywhere every day."

He read, his voice a little helpless.

"Are you using the ointment every day? Have you finished using it?"

Chen Mili responded: "Use it, she even took it out to wipe her arms in the morning."

"Hmm, I also added a little more to my head, and there is still a small tube left."

Tang Jiao knew that Xiao Jingchuan was very persistent about applying scar removal cream on her, so he answered obediently with a wink.

"Brother Xiao smashed your head once, and now you think of yourself as your father, but I'm nervous about you... Ouch!"

Before Lin Haojie finished speaking, Xiao Jingchuan raised his hand and chopped off his head. He covered his head and accused:

"Look, look! I treat you like a gentle breeze, but I treat you like a thunderbolt! I am partial to my grandma's house. This is differential treatment!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xiao Jingchuan was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Lin Haojie has no idea about life and death:

"I've long felt that something was wrong. You are very kind to Tang Jiao. You are always kind and smiling!

Tang Jiao, this is a blessing in disguise for you. With Brother Xiao protecting you, we can walk sideways! "

Tang Jiao covered his mouth and smiled until his eyes were crooked.

"What, I usually bully you?" Xiao Jingchuan laughed angrily.

Lifting his foot, he hooked the basketball under the seat. With a little hook of his toes, the ball flew to his hand. He hooked his hand towards Lin Haojie with a nonchalant expression.

"Here, I'll give you a shot too, so that you can feel the care of father's love from now on.

Be a crab in No. [-] and walk sideways. "

He threw the basketball with his big, sharp-jointed hands, smiling dangerously, as if he would "miss" the ball in the next second and throw it in his face.

Lin Haojie's lost desire to survive finally came online and he began to beg for mercy.

"Wrong, wrong, I was wrong. You treat everyone equally, you are magnanimous, wise and mighty..."

Tang Jiao and Chen Mili were both amused and bent over with laughter.

Tang Jiao coughed a few times, barely stopped laughing, and began to pour oil on Lin Haojie seriously: "Xiao Jingchuan, you have always taken care of me, I am very grateful to you!"

She was suppressing her laughter so much that her fingers holding his camouflage jacket were shaking.

Xiao Jingchuan glanced at her and turned around to sit on the edge of the table.

His long legs were crossed and stretched on the ground. He bent his elbows and circled the basketball to support it on his waist. He raised his eyebrows, smiled in his eyes, and said calmly:

"Hmm, why is it not brother Jingchuan this time? I'm not sincere."

"If you get it, don't you cherish it?"

"..."

Tang Jiao, who was defeated by his general, opened his moist black eyes wide and his thin fan-like eyelashes trembled.

After a few seconds, the tips of the white ears were stained with pink inch by inch.

The others reacted and slapped the table in complete laughter. Lin Haojie and Chen Yaonan covered their stomachs with laughter. Even Liao Fan put down his book and smiled and adjusted his glasses with his middle finger.

"Hahahahaha! Brother Xiao, you are so naughty!"

"I hate it! I also want to call him brother Jingchuan, hahahaha!"

Many people turned around when they heard the excitement. While they found it funny, they were also surprised that Xiao Jingchuan was so good at teasing girls.

We have been in the same class for more than a year. Although Xiao Jingchuan is very popular, his noble temperament is too distant. He is even more alienated from his female classmates and has little communication, let alone joking like this.

Is it because Tang Jiao's hair looks like a boy's and he has no worries about getting along with her?

Amid the noisy chatter and laughter around him, Xiao Jingchuan suppressed his laughter, nodded his chin towards Tang Jiao's head, and whispered:

"No kidding, don't be brave, you know."

Tang Jiao looked into Shang Xiao Jingchuan's serious and deep eyes, and heard his low, magnetic and gentle instructions in his ears. His heart suddenly felt like it had been soaked in marshmallows.

She thought again of the gentle kiss on her forehead last night.

Plop, plop, plop...

Again.

Could it be that her head ailment has not recovered and her heart is in trouble?

Tang Jiao listened to the gradually accelerating heartbeat in his chest, and felt a warm flow of heat spreading from his heart to his body. His palms felt warm, and his face felt like it was burning.

She randomly grabbed Xiao Jingchuan's coat and threw it back to him, nodding her head to show that she understood.

Xiao Jingchuan caught it with one hand and smiled to himself when he saw that Tang Jiao was suddenly as obedient as a quail, with his eyebrows lowered and his eyelashes trembling.

The little rabbit is still so ungrateful.

After Chen Mili laughed at the side, he looked at Xiao Jingchuan a few more times, and then looked at Tang Jiao who was folding clothes with his head down, his expression thoughtful.