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

"Your hair is not dry yet. You will have a headache tomorrow morning."

"I'm leaving it to dry. I'll go to bed later."

Tang Jiao shook his head helplessly.

Tang Jiao has been sick since childhood. Under the influence of family control and doctor's advice, Tang Jiao pays great attention to healthy habits in daily life.

Go to bed early and get up early, avoid staying up late, and add or remove clothes in time according to the temperature.

Eat three meals on time, have balanced nutrition, don’t be picky about food, and drink eight glasses of water every day.

Even if the hair is so short that it can be ignored, it will be dried with a towel in time...

She leaned forward and took out two tubes of ointment from the drawer.

Xiao Jingchuan bought her a new one a few days ago. The packaging is still in an incomprehensible foreign language, and there is also a note with instructions for use.

The brush peak is elegant and elegant, which is very similar to the character "Chuan" in Xiao Jingchuan's avatar.

I use it every day after taking a shower, and it becomes a habit not to leave it alone for a day.

She looked forward to the day when this terrible scar would fade away until it was completely covered by her hair.

The light green ointment does not smell as pungent as ordinary ointments. It has the same fragrance as cherry blossoms. You need to get closer to smell the light and slightly astringent sweetness.

201 in the dormitory.

Xiao Jingchuan had just finished taking a shower and was leaning on the edge of the table with wet hair.

He wore a gray T-shirt on his upper body and loose casual pants with no ties on his lower body, hanging loosely on his hips, with his waist and abdomen lines vaguely visible.

Her long legs stretched out diagonally from the aisle, and her hair was wet and hanging on her forehead, vaguely covering her eyebrows.

He was about to open his cell phone and look at the foot bath Tang Jiao had given him.

Lin Haojie staggered in while carrying a bucket of hot water. He staggered when he touched Xiao Jingchuan's long sloping legs. He was so weak that he seemed about to fall to the ground.

He hissed, grinned, sat down, and put his feet into the water.

"I didn't know. I thought you just came back from running a marathon."

Seeing his promising look, Xiao Jingchuan sneered, suddenly thinking of something, he patted Lin Haojie's red hot water bucket and sent it to him.

Xiao Jingchuan: Your feet don’t hurt?I think Lin Daiyu is going to die soon.

Tang Jiao:......

Why did Xiao Jingchuan still remember this? Tang Jiao wanted to fool him.

Tang Jiao: There is something stuffed in the shoes.

Xiao Jingchuan: Insole?

Tang Jiao: Pretty much the same...

Jian Xiao Jingchuan was really curious, but Tang Jiao was too embarrassed to send the word "sanitary napkin" to him.

She had an idea and pulled out the military training post that Chen Mili had posted before. She turned it over and said it was the method she saw in the post.

As soon as Tang Jiao finished posting, he immediately raised his hand and threw it on the bed, just like the phone was burning his hands and eyes.

As if running away, he turned around and walked out of the balcony.

"Pass by and take a look! Super luxurious insoles! A must-have product for military training! Children who have used them all say they love it! (Picture jpg)"

Under the comments, there are verification check-ins after the first day of military training.

Xiao Jingchuan was stunned for a while when he saw clearly the white and soft square package in the picture.

He raised his hand to rub the tip of his nose, laughed and closed the post.

No wonder, I smiled mysteriously and hesitantly all morning.

The phone vibrated suddenly.

Xiao Jingchuan looked at the incoming call, frowned, reached for his car keys, walked out, and left a casual message.

"I'm going out for a while, and I'll stay at the door tonight."

"Master, is the training over? That's it. We sent people to check the 6 IP addresses and lists you gave us before. The real login locations are all in an Internet cafe in Guangliang City. We can basically confirm that they are all used by the same person. IP, operate the registered No. [-] Forum account.

Moreover, according to the IP address of the netizen who instigated him to harm Miss Tang Jiao, the actual login point tracked by the young man was also here.This is a dark Internet cafe with no monitoring and no new progress for the time being. "

Xiao Jingchuan frowned, pondered for a while, and said coldly:

"Check the relationship network of all the students in Class 1 and Class 2 of the second year of high school, focusing on those who have relationships in Guangliang. Uncle Zhang, please continue to arrange for people to investigate this matter."

"Okay, A Liang has been following."

The other end of the phone hesitated for a while: "Master, Dr. Chu has been back for a while, and Madam will be back soon from vacation——"

Xiao Jingchuan took a breath and said quietly: "I'll go there tonight."

"Hey, okay, will the young master come back in the evening? Ask Ajuan to prepare some food. The gift my wife sent you has also arrived."

"Don't bother Aunt Juan. I'll go back to the dormitory when I'm done."

A secluded two-story independent psychological clinic studio.

The door was suddenly opened from the inside, revealing a young, stinky face that was extremely sleep-deprived and tired.

"Young Master, why don't you just wait until I'm asleep before knocking on the door?"

Xiao Jingchuan stood outside the door with his backlight, his eyes dark, and his whole body exuded an unabashed and extremely aggressive indifference.

Without saying a word, he curled his lips coldly, turned around and walked away.

The young man grabbed a handful of his hair, which was messed up while sleeping, and hurried after him.

"Come back, come back! I really owe you Xiao family!"

"Look, are you normal now? Do you want to play some games in Qiongsen again? You might as well tear up my license!"

……

That night, the forum was literally massacred by "Xiao Jingchuan".

Various videos and pictures are flying all over the place. Every time it is refreshed, the screen is full of posts discussing Xiao Jingchuan.

"God Xiao, kill me!"

"Tang Jiao, a hateful transfer student who was favored by the goddess of luck!"

"Jealousy makes me ugly and crazy! Woman, don't let me block you! Ahhhhh!"

"There's no point in high school if you can't hold Xiao Jingchuan!"

"Ahhhhh! How does it feel to be held in circles by Xiao Jingchuan? I want to pass through Tang Jiao! Who touches my face..."

"Hahahahahaha! Tang Jiao, you are really famous this time."

Chen Mili lay on the bed and read to them eloquently, laughing while reading.

Tang Jiao was not affected by these remarks at all.

She was lying on the bed, her little fingers very busy, clicking to save pictures.

While reaching out from under the pillow, he took out the photo album given by Uncle Zhang at noon, and flipped through it happily.

She is in every picture, and they are all hers.

Tang Jiao bit his fingertips and smiled so hard that his eyes were crooked and evil.

When the military training is over, quietly go to the photo studio and wash out the new ones, hehe.

Tang Jiao lay down contentedly and rubbed his face on the soft pillow.

"Let me ask you, Tang Jiao, how does it feel to spin in circles?"

Chen Mili lay on the railing and looked at Tang Jiao on the bed opposite, with a teasing and envious tone.

"Hmm...it feels..."

Rubbing his soft cheek on the pillow a few times, Tang Jiao moved slowly, turned over, lay down, and spread out.

Her limbs were stretched out like powerless ornaments, and she looked at the ceiling close at hand.

Her thoughts returned to that moment when she was picked up by Xiao Jingchuan, her feet were floating, and the entire vast world was spinning in front of her eyes.

The sky was particularly blue, and the wind carrying the scent of green grass enveloped her.

"The feeling of happiness and freedom."

The corners of her lips raised slightly as she murmured, her eyes twinkling with stars.

Chen Mili didn't expect such an answer. Her teasing expression relaxed and she smiled.

Tang Jiaozhen was still a child with simple thoughts.

Chen Mili fell back on the bed and sighed: "Oh, I'm so jealous!"

Tang Jiao also breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that the joints, arms and legs all over his body were undergoing breathing repair.

After a while, I fell asleep holding the photo album.

……

"Tangjiao!"

"Get up for me!"