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

The policeman in charge of bomb disposal was the one who directed Xiao Jingchuan through the communication.

A middle-aged man with a solemn face.

He looked towards Xiao Jingchuan.

After thinking for a long time, he swallowed the words asking Xiao Jingchuan to retreat and keep a safe distance.

Hands wearing professional equipment carefully inspected the bomb on Tang Jiao's feet, and it took 10 minutes to remove and peel off the entire explosive body from the iron ring and outer casing.

Then carefully put it into a safety box made of special materials.

"Excuse me……"

Tang Jiao asked: "How big will the explosion range of this be?"

The bomb disposal policeman paused, thought for a moment, and said conservatively: "A room."

Tang Jiao hesitated.

Sure enough, that lunatic!

It can only blow up two or three square meters, it’s all fake!

After the bomb disposal police left first with the safety box, Tang Jiao let out a long breath.

The palms of Xiao Jingchuan's hands were wet with sweat.

She leaned against Xiao Jingchuan as lightly as she could, and said feebly: "I'm so hungry..."

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening and she hadn't eaten dinner yet.

Xiao Jingchuan hugged Tang Jiao distressedly and wrapped the gray blanket around her tighter.

"Bear with it a little longer, dismantle this, and go eat."

Qi Dongyang and a firefighter came over with tools.

Xiao Jingchuan looked at Qi Dongyang: "Is there anything to eat in the car?"

Qi Dongyang understood instantly and quickly ran back to the car and rummaged through the armrest box to find the only remaining piece of bread and an unopened bottle of mineral water.

Xiao Jingchuan tore open the packaging bag and held the bread to Tang Jiao's mouth.

Tang Jiao reached out to take it, and Xiao Jingchuan nuzzled her lips, "Don't move your hands, just eat like this."

Tang Jiao had several bloody marks on her palms before she could deal with them.

The ordinary dry bun now smelled delicious. Tang Jiao opened his mouth and took a big bite.

It’s actually filled with red bean paste, and it has fillings!

She wrapped herself in a blanket and leaned against Xiao Jingchuan's arms. She took a big bite and chewed it slowly, stepping on Xiao Jingchuan's shoes with her feet wearing only socks.

The firefighter and Qi Dongyang squatted at Tang Jiao's feet.

The iron ring of this bomb is two fingers wide, 2.5 mm thick, and only 3 mm larger than Tang Jiao's ankle.

The distance is too close to cut directly with a large chainsaw.

In the end, I could only put a plastic sheet in the gap, and it took nearly 10 minutes to remove it.

The thick iron ring was put into the evidence bag.

Tang Jiao's ankles were red and bruised. If he wore them for a little longer, they would bleed.

Xiao Jingchuan looked at that place with fierce anger in his eyes.

Tang Jiao closed his eyes slightly, moved his legs uncomfortably, and shrank into Xiao Jingchuan's arms.

Xiao Jingchuan lowered his eyebrows, nodded towards Qi Dongyang, stood up with Tang Jiao in his arms, and strode towards the black Maybach that had just arrived next to the police car.

Qiao Sen jumped out of the car and opened the door: "Is little Tang Jiao okay?"

Xiao Jingchuan nodded with a gloomy expression.

Tang Jiao had fallen asleep in his arms.

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Everything after that will be handled by the police.

Xiao Jingchuan took Tang Jiao back to Xiao's manor. Lin Xiaopei felt completely distressed when he saw Tang Jiao covered in gray.

She kept shouting obediently all the way, saying that she would make her a soup to calm her nerves, and that she would file a complaint with the police station. He was too slow.

If Xiao Jingchuan hadn't turned so dark, she would have rushed to sleep with Tang Jiao to take care of her.

"boom."

Lin Xiaopei looked at the door that was coldly closed by her son. The little rabbit bell on the door was shaken by the shock.

She turned to look at her husband and said resentfully: "I care about what happened to my daughter-in-law, this stinky brat!"

Xiao Sheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He never expected that the mother and son would become jealous.

He held Lin Xiaopei in his arms and walked downstairs.

"Okay, okay, Chuan'er, don't you know him yet? He needs to be alone with Jiao Jiao right now."

In the warm bedroom, there is a warm and warm light.

Tang Jiao was taken care of by Xiao Jingchuan, washed and smelled good, and put on soft and clean pajamas.

She sat back on the bed covered with quilt and stretched out her hands to let Xiao Jingchuan treat the small wounds.

In fact, after washing, I don’t feel much at all and it will be fine in a day or two.

But Xiao Jingchuan was very strict, frowning, holding a disinfectant cotton swab and handling it carefully.

Seeing that he wanted to take out gauze and wrap it around his palm, Tang Jiao suppressed his movement with a smile.

"You won't need this, just put a band-aid on it."

The room was quiet and the atmosphere was warm and relaxing.

Tang Jiao's voice was also soft and slow.

Xiao Jingchuan held Tang Jiao's slender wrist and rubbed it slowly with his fingertips a few times, "I want it."

Tang Jiao's palms were wrapped with two layers of gauze.

The ankle of my right foot, which was only slightly damaged, received the same treatment.

Tang Jiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he was extremely ironing.

She quietly looked at Xiao Jingchuan, who was sitting on the stool and packing his things.

Suddenly she leaned forward, wrapped her arms softly around him, and gently stroked the man's broad back with her palms.

"never mind……"

"Is Brother Jingchuan also scared?"

Tang Zi Xinxiang's smooth hair followed her movements and brushed against Xiao Jingchuan's face.

He took a deep breath and stretched out his arms to tighten around Tang Jiao's waist.

"Almost...almost..."

The man's eyes were dark and dark.

At that time, he was running at high speed among a dozen dark unfinished buildings. If he hadn't caught sight of a staggering little boy wearing a white coat from the corner of his eye.

He might... really not be able to catch up.

This is a fear that Xiao Jingchuan cannot dwell on.

No one knew how much the blood in his body was bulging and boiling during that hour. His arteries seemed to be bursting and his nerves were tingling without stopping.

Until he kicked open the damn door and saw Tang Jiao, whose face was filled with tears of fear and joy.

There is no next time, there can be no next time.

The man's strong and slender arms continued to tighten, and several veins clearly bulged from the exertion.

Tang Jiao straightened his waist, hugged his neck obediently, and embedded himself in his arms.

Her eyes were slightly moist, but there was a smile on her lips.

He whispered in Xiao Jingchuan's ear:

"It's okay, the bad guys have been arrested."

"I knew you would come."

A girl's gentle whispers and warm embrace are always the best comforters.

Xiao Jingchuan stood up from the chair, his upper body still hugging Tang Jiao tightly, his knees pressed forward on the soft bed, and he rolled into bed with Tang Jiao in his arms.

After a long period of intimate comfort, Tang Jiao's hair was slightly wet and stuck to the side of his face, and he lay in Xiao Jingchuan's arms with a slight breath.

The hot ear beads were held in the mouth and nibbled on with unfinished intent.

Tang Jiao put his five fingers into Xiao Jingchuan's sweaty short hair, stroking him like a baby to comfort him.

Her voice was hoarse and scratchy.

"Brother Jingchuan."

"Ah."

Xiao Jingchuan responded vaguely, and the low and hoarse voice mixed with the whirlwind and blew into Tang Jiao's ears, causing her whole body to tremble uncontrollably.

Tang Jiao laughed hoarsely a few times, "It's so itchy~"

He shrank back, then was held back and pressed back, unable to get even an inch away.

She tilted her chin slightly and allowed the man to mess around, her hands always gentle and soothing.

"how did you find me?"