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

"Tang Jiao! Get up!"

The body shook violently.

Tang Jiao woke up suddenly and sat up from the bed.

Her eyes turned white, and she stared at the end of the bed in confusion, not knowing what night it was.

"Tangjiao!"

Another scream finally pulled her consciousness out of her hazy sleep.

The heartbeat that suddenly woke up was too fast and had not yet recovered. The harsh female voice made her nerves jump.

Tang Jiao frowned.

He turned his head nervously and stared at the culprit under the bed with his dark eyes.

"Zhuang Tingting, what are you doing?"

Zhuang Tingting was still wearing her military training uniform. She had obviously just come back. She was holding a piece of clothing in her hand and looked up at Tang Jiao angrily.

"What am I doing? It's what you want to do! Why are you touching my clothes?"

"what?"

Tang Jiao's mind was in a daze and he couldn't keep up with this incomprehensible question, so he frowned impatiently.

"what?!!"

Zhuang Tingting's heart was filled with rage whenever she saw Tang Jiao.

She tore open the clothes in her hands, pointed at the red and yellow stains on them, and asked:

"Look at my pajamas! They're made of silk! They're stained like this! Who told you to touch my clothes!"

Seeing Tang Jiao sitting on the bed indifferently, Zhuang Tingting became even more furious. She grabbed the ladder of the bed frame and tried to climb up.

"Come down for me!"

Chen Mili and Zhang Ya stopped her at the side.

"Zhuang Tingting, are you okay? I told you that Tang Jiao took it in for you because he was afraid your clothes would get wet."

Tang Jiao finally realized what had happened.

At night, everyone has to dry their clothes after taking a shower to avoid having to change out of their military training uniforms.There was not much space on the balcony, so Tang Jiao took Zhuang Tingting's clothes in and hung them under her bed.

Maybe the material of the pajamas was too slippery and it happened to fall on the table.

Zhuang Tingting has a lot of cosmetics, which are always scattered all over the table, especially during the past two days of military training, she didn't even close the lid after using them.

Tang Jiao's eyes fell on the stains on his clothes. The red ones were from lipstick, and the yellow and black ones were probably from foundation and mascara.

Chen Mili was speechless at Zhuang Tingting who went crazy as soon as she came back: "Why don't you let people dry your clothes when you come back late? Tang Jiao also has good intentions."

"There's no need for her to pretend to be kind! Mind your own business!"

Zhuang Tingting shook off Chen Mili's hand, her eyes filled with resentment, and she said angrily:

"Oh, you just like touching other people's things, don't you Tang Jiao?"

Just like the god of plague, she is everywhere.

When he thought about it, it was Tang Jiao again, occupying the position of his and Xiao Jingchuan's combination.

Zhuang Tingting hated it to the core of her bones, and her usual delicate and arrogant nature was all gone.

Her expression was twisted, and she pointed at Tang Xiao and cursed.

"You know what you did! Tang Jiao, why are you so shameless!"

Tang Jiao, who wanted to apologize and calm down the matter, suddenly felt cold in his eyes.

She straightened up and sat on the bed, and said coldly:

"Zhuang Tingting, say it again."

"I said you are shameless! On the first day we moved here, you were so unqualified and messed with my things. You have no manners!"

Chen Mili almost rolled her eyes to the back of her head when she heard this.

It's obviously you who arranged the things randomly, all on Tang Jiao's desk, okay?

"You are simply the god of plague! You caused chaos in the class. You haven't heard how others praised you, have you?"

"The pretentious Lin Daiyu and the pretentious White Lotus are all good at flattering men..."

The more Zhuang Tingting talked, the more relieved she became.

She threw her pajamas into the trash can with a flick of her hand, crossed her arms and sneered:

"Tang Jiao, does it feel so good to snatch other people's things? You only know how to hug men, right?"

Zhang Ya, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but frown: "Zhuang Tingting, don't talk too much."

"If she dares to do it, don't be afraid of what others will say."

Zhuang Tingting gave a strange laugh: "Look, she acquiesced."

Tang Jiao lowered his eyes slightly, twitching the corners of his lips, revealing a calm smile.

She lifted the bed curtain and got out of bed without saying a word.

Pushing Zhuang Tingting out of the way, she walked straight under her bed and grabbed the other clothes she had put away for her at night.

"What do you want to do!"

Zhuang Tingting stared at Tang Jiao with an unkind expression.

Tang Jiao looked coldly, glanced at her sideways, turned around and walked out of the balcony.

The snow-white face, which had always looked soft and easy to bully, unexpectedly revealed an intimidating coldness.

Zhuang Tingting paused in her steps and stared at Tang Jiao's movements with a sullen face.

I saw her holding the hanger with a few little fingers and using the pole to hang the clothes back to their original position.

Zhuang Tingting felt relieved and laughed out loud.

"Oh, you're acquainted."

I thought it was something awesome.

This dormitory building is located near the mountain behind the school and is very empty and windy.

Especially in autumn, the wind is particularly strong at night.

A gust of evil wind blew.

The military training uniform hanging on the pole was blown and slid rapidly along the way.

With a "pop" sound, it stuck tightly to the wet clothes that someone had just washed and which were still dripping with water.

It soon became wet.

The proud smile on Zhuang Tingting's face froze.

Tang Jiao looked up and saw the slowly expanding wet marks on his military training uniform.

He groaned: "It's almost interesting."

He turned around and took out the basin, turned the faucet to the maximum, and in an instant, half of the basin was filled with water.

"Mi Li, Zhang Ya, I'm sorry."

She picked up the basin with both hands, stood on tiptoes, and raised her hands vigorously.

"Crash!"

All the water splashed on the hanging clothes, and then hit the ground, splashing on the snow-white feet.

Several pieces of Zhuang Tingting's military training uniforms were finally soaked through.

The three people in the dormitory were stunned.

Tang Jiao took a breath, put down the basin, and clapped his hands.

Chao Zhuang Tingting smiled lightly and asked for her hand: "Please do it."

Zhuang Tingting's face turned blue.

His cheeks were trembling with anger, and his eyes were so wide that they were about to burst into flames.

"Tang Jiao! What do you mean! You are fucking sick!"

Tang Jiao innocently tilted his head and blinked.

"Why, don't you hate others being nosy and collecting wet clothes? Then take it back yourself."

"Besides..."

Tang Jiao raised the corner of his lips, his dark pupils were dark, and he evoked an innocent smile like a bad naughty boy.

"Don't you know if I'm sick?"

Zhuang Tingting took a deep breath in anger, her chest rose and fell rapidly, and her expression changed unpredictably.

I'll be good...

Chen Mili swallowed and looked at Zhang Ya blankly.

Tang Jiao, who is usually the most quiet and well-behaved, has become a blockbuster even when he is silent!

So fierce!

Chen Mili was simply worried that Zhuang Tingting was going to pass away.

Zhuang Tingting, who was used to being praised by others, had never been slapped in the face like this before. She was so angry.

"Tangjiao!"

She shouted and shook off Chen Mili and Zhang Ya's blocking hands, rushed out of the balcony, and grabbed Tang Jiao's clothes.

"What's your attitude! How dare you-"

"Whatever your attitude is, I will have that same attitude."

Tang Jiao had a cold face and broke away from her hand.

"How dare you do this to me! I'll beat you to death, you stinking bitch!"

Zhuang Tingting grabbed Tang Jiao, and the two began to pull.

"Hey! Don't do it!"

Chen Mili couldn't care less about eating, and rushed out with Zhang Ya, shouting.