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

Tang Jiao's strength was almost exhausted, and she watched Zhang Feifei walk away holding her stomach.

Finally my legs gave out.

Sitting on the ground, he was panting like a cow and sweating like a waterfall.

She looked down at her miserable and trembling arms, and her long eyelashes were dripping with sweat.

Helplessly, he slightly raised his sore and weak arm, slowly turning his head to his shoulder and wiping off the wet sweat on his face.

Tang Jiao panted slightly and breathed steadily, slowly opening and clenching his fingers to regain his strength.

She stared blankly at the shadow on the ground and sighed.

What's the matter.

"Is it her?"

A strange, casual male voice suddenly broke into my bulging eardrums.

Tang Jiao felt a sudden change in his heart and did not move.

"Yes, it's her. She has the right hair shape." Another male voice answered.

Tang Jiao felt cold in his heart.

It was for her.

She raised her head pretending not to notice.

"Who are you looking for?"

He looked at the two strangers in front of him calmly, secretly trying to stand up with his feet.

None of the visitors were wearing school uniforms, they were tall and thin, their T-shirts were worn crookedly on their bodies, and their hair was dyed yellow and green.

He looks like a gangster from outside school.

"I'm looking for you, Xiao Cun Tou."

Huang Mao sneered, tilted his head and said in an air of surprise:

"Hey, I didn't expect this face to be pretty good."

Tang Jiao stood up against the wall and said defensively:

"I don't know you guys."

"We'll get to know each other just by chatting."

The yellow-haired man took a few steps closer and raised his hand to smooth his long, dry hair.

"Brothers came here specifically to hang out with you and talk."

The green-haired man on the side had a stinky face and said impatiently: "There's so much nonsense, come with us quickly."

He said and walked straight over.

Tang Jiao was extremely panicked.

But now she could only force herself to be calm, and she shouted coldly:

"Don't come over here! This is a school, someone can come over at any time!"

Only then did Huang Mao see the marks on Tang Jiao's arms, and the snow-white skin was a sad red.

There was a flash of lust/evil in his eyes and he licked his lips.

"I didn't expect the good students from Jingsheng No. [-] Middle School to play wildly."

"Come on, brothers, let's take you out to play something more interesting."

Two tall men came around, one on the left and the other on the right.

Tang Jiao could no longer pretend.

Her face was filled with horror and her face turned pale. She raised her hands to try to stop him.

He scratched the yellow-haired face with his fingers, raised his feet to kick the green-haired lower body, and shouted for help at the top of his lungs.

"Let me go! Help!!! Let me go!!!"

"Help! Is anyone there? Don't touch me!"

The location here is secluded. It is obviously the place where the school keeps old things. No one comes here at all.

Tang Jiao's heart sank.

Her mind went blank, all she knew was shouting loudly and struggling and kicking desperately.

Tang Jiao never knew that he was so energetic.

Neither of them expected that this little girl, who looked so weak, could be so difficult to deal with. Seeing her shouting so loudly that her lungs were splitting, they were really afraid of attracting someone.

"Cover her mouth!"

Lu Mao drank in a low voice.

Huang Mao's eyes flashed with a hint of viciousness.

He directly reached out and grabbed the collar of Tang Jiao's sportswear, and knocked Tang Jiao to the ground with his backhand.

One hand covered Tang Jiao's mouth, and the other forearm severely strangled Tang Jiao's shoulder and collarbone.

The upper body of the person was restrained in one fell swoop.

Tang Jiao kicked his feet wildly, and his loose sports pants slid to the bend of his knees, revealing his snow-white skin.

Huang Mao strangled Tang Jiao vigorously and spat: "Damn it! Grab her legs and carry her away! Hurry!"

"Uh! Uh-let go! Uh!"

Tang Jiao felt his body leave the ground and soar unstoppably.

Her struggles became weaker and weaker due to exhaustion, and her fingers turned white while struggling.

There were only dark eyes, wide open as if they were about to be torn from the corners, and the pupils were constricted due to extreme fear.

Tears continued to flow down his eyes.

help me……

Who can help me……

"Hey! What are you doing!"

A surprised male voice came, accompanied by the sound of running footsteps.

"Let her go, what are you doing! I'm calling security!"

"Tang Ziao?"

"Tang Jiao, are you okay?"

Tang Jiao stared blankly at the familiar boy in front of him.

"I'm Lin Li, I'm in the same class as you. Do you have any impressions?"

Lin Li squatted in front of Tang Jiao and asked awkwardly.

"Lin Li, it's him, he likes you."

Chen Mili's words flashed through Tang Jiao's mind, and his empty eyes finally recognized that the person in front of him was indeed from Class 1.

She breathed an almost imperceptible sigh of relief and nodded slowly.

Lin Li felt happy when he saw that Tang Jiao knew about him.

He licked his nervous and dry lips and asked carefully:

"Those two people ran away just now. Do you know them?"

Tang Jiao tensed up and shrank, his eyes frightened.

"Ah, don't be afraid, he's gone. How about you get up first and I'll help you?"

After Lin Li finished speaking, without waiting for Tang Jiao's reaction, he stretched out his hand to put his arm around her shoulders and help her up.

Tang Jiao trembled all over, his back rubbed against the wall violently, and he avoided his hand.

Lin Li's hand paused in the air.

A flash of embarrassment flashed across his face, and he lowered his head to explain.

Only then could he see Tang Jiao's whole body clearly.

At this moment, Tang Jiao's clothes were wrinkled due to the struggle, the collar was torn open, and his breath was messy.

The exposed skin on the hands and legs was red and white.

In the sun, it is so fresh and dazzling.

It was so painful that his eyes turned red, his breathing became rapid, and an impulse that had been suppressed for a long time surged into his head.

He licked his lips and looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, full of sadistic desires.

"Tang, Tang Jiao, I like you!"

"Tang Jiao, please be my girlfriend!"

It was as if someone had hit her suffocating brain again.

Tang Jiao took a breath and looked at Lin Li absurdly.

This boy, who had an ordinary appearance, had dark red eyes and dry and trembling lips, and he was speaking confessionally to her.

"Tang Jiao, I have taken a liking to you since you transferred to our class at the beginning of school. You are so good-looking. You look good even without the wig. Just be my girlfriend. I will be good to you."

"Do not."

Tang Jiao quickly moved back.

An ominous premonition came over me.

"Why not! I saved you! If it weren't for me, you would have been dragged away by now!"

Lin Li was angered by Tang Jiao's direct rejection.

He grabbed Tang Jiao's shoulders with both hands, shook him hard and asked.

"Calm down, Lin Li, calm down."

Tang Jiao was completely exhausted at this time, and his voice was weak and feeble, as if he wanted to refuse but welcome.

Lin Li looked at the soft and pale lips, and his Adam's apple rolled crazily.

Tang Jiao felt like he was going to die here today.

She saw clearly the lust in Lin Li's eyes, his face was pale, his hands were on the ground, the veins on his thin palms were bulging, and his body kept leaning back.

"Tang Jiao, you won't refuse me, you can't..."

Lin Li said that he was going to force Tang Jiao to kiss him.

His slender fingers clawed hard at the dirt on the ground.

"Fuck! I really can't stand it anymore."

The irritable female voice brought everything to an abrupt end.

In the opposite corner, someone appeared at some point.

Qin Li took out a puff of smoke, stood up, flicked the cigarette butt on the ground, and looked at Lin Li with disdain.

"You, you bastard pretending to be a hero, you still want to force yourself to work as a bully? You are so fucking smart, you don't need a skinny face!"

Qin Li walked over, pointed at Tang Jiao, and spat at Lin Li.

"Don't fucking let me go yet! I hate men like you the most."

Lin Li's face turned red after being scolded.

He stood up and said angrily: "Who are you?"