After I Stole the Male Lead, the Female Lead Cried

At this time, clothes and jewelry suitable for Qiao Xi's birthday party were delivered.

Each one is carefully selected by Qiao's mother and feels that it matches Qiao Xi's temperament and appearance.

In particular, the dresses are all tailored according to Qiao Xi's body size, not more than an inch, not a lot, each piece is handmade and exquisite to the extreme.

Mother Qiao really loves her daughter. If the moon could be fished out from the bottom of the water, she would have already given it to her daughter as a pendant.

"Xiaoxi, pick and choose which one you like. If there is no suitable one, Mom will have someone prepare it." Mother Qiao opened the box of matching jewelry.

Under the light, the jewelry was exquisitely exquisite, glowing with dazzling light, several of which were recently returned by Qiao's mother from the auction at a high price.

Beside her, Zhao Yuxi, whose face was disfigured, looked intently.

After Qiao Xi's death, although Mother Qiao treated her as her daughter, she never gave her Qiao Xi's jewelry. Although she got a lot of jewelry, none of them could compare to these treasures.

Thinking like this, Zhao Yuxi not only had itchy face, but also felt uncomfortable in her chest.

Zhao Yuxi bit her lip, her eyes fell on Qiao Xi's snow-white and delicate little face, she had always had an illusion, she always felt that Qiao Xi should die, after all, at this time in the last life, Qiao Xi was already gone.

Qiao Xi is like temporarily keeping her things. When Qiao Xi is gone, everything will fall back to her.

Zhao Yuxi's illusion is correct. In the book, Qiao Xi is a top-level cannon fodder female supporting role. Everything she does is to arrange for the heroine Zhao Yuxi, and the purpose is to make Zhao Yuxi have a pitiful and suicidal background one day.

The gazes beside her quietly looked at her, Qiao Xi turned her head, she looked at Zhao Yuxi, "Your face, will it be okay in a short time?"

Facing Qiao Xi's smooth and delicate face in front of her, Zhao Yuxi lowered her head subconsciously, and subconsciously tightened her hands on her lap, "My allergies should take a week to heal."

A bit of interest appeared on Qiao Xi's face, and she said something that made Zhao Yuxi heartbroken, "It's a pity, then you can't attend the birthday party."

Zhao Yuxi bit her lip, "Yes."

"Then you don't need to pick a dress today?" Qiao Xi looked a little lazy, she continued to poke the knife in a light tone, "After all, you shouldn't be able to wear it."

Zhao Yuxi almost gritted her teeth, "Xiaoxi is right."

Mother Qiao comforted: "It doesn't matter, you can wear beautiful clothes anytime, but your face is more important. I regret that you will go to the hospital later, don't delay."

Zhao Yuxi nodded.

For the first time, she wanted to know why Qiao Xi still didn't get sick! Why don't you die!

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Because of Wen Qing's leave, Mr. Lu sent another servant to take care of Lu Huo, so Qiao Xi couldn't sneak into Lu's house today to see Lu Huo.

Thinking that Lu Huo had been keeping her away because of her leg problem, Qiao Xi wanted to quickly eliminate the black energy and heal his leg.

She now has 38% gold energy and can draw small treasure chests.

The rich Xiaomayin was a little excited, "Master, this time, it takes 8% of the gold energy to draw a small treasure chest."

Qiao Xi probably figured out how to draw the small treasure chest.

Every time she draws a small treasure chest, the consumption of gold energy will increase. She needs to draw twice each time, once to extract the clips to watch, and once to extract the props, which means that 16% of the gold energy will be deducted.

"Pick it." Qiao Xi forget it, after drawing the small treasure chest, she still has 22% of the gold energy, which can last for 66 hours.

The next second, the big screen appeared in front of her.

Qiao Xi raised her eyes and met the **** eyes of Xiao Lu Huan on the screen. He was wearing a clean little white shirt. Qiao Xi noticed that the school badge was printed on his upper left chest.

Looking around him, there were many elementary school students. It turned out that Xiao Lu Huo was in the classroom.

Qiao Xi is very happy, he can go to school?

Lu Huo in front of him should be 6-7 years old, still full of milk, sitting in a wheelchair with a small body.

The little guy was very quiet. It was inconvenient for him to be in a wheelchair. The teacher arranged for him to sit alone in the last row, by the window.

Qiao Xi was a little happy, Xiao Lu Huo didn't need to be locked in a small house every day, but could only face the four white walls. Now he can meet some good friends.

During class, he was very well behaved, looked at the blackboard carefully, and listened to the teacher's lectures.

Now the children are still young, only in the first grade. Some children who can't sit still can't help but make small movements. Only little Lu Hu, his two little hands are obediently placed on the table, and his waist is sitting upright and supple. Short bangs were pressed against his forehead.

Qiao Xi was so cute that her liver trembled, but little Lu Huozi was too obedient.

Whenever the teacher asks a question, his eyes light up, then darken again in the next second, instead of raising his hand, he quietly watched the other students stand up.

Obviously, the little guy didn't raise his hand because he realized that he couldn't stand up to answer the question.

The classroom is very lively during recess.

After a few classes, Qiao Xi found that Xiao Lu Huo hadn't touched the glass again after he just took a sip of water.

His lips were dry, obviously thirsty, and he only licked the corners of his mouth.

But the physiological problem is not controllable. Even if he doesn't drink much water, Xiao Luhu still wants to go to the bathroom.

He turned the small wheelchair and went out through the back door, and many classmates would look back at him along the way.

Bai Nenen's small face was stern, and Xiao Lu Huo's long eyelashes trembled slightly, covering the shame and discomfort in his big eyes.

He has learned to distinguish whether other people's laughter is good or bad.

Now everyone pointed at his feet, looked at him strangely, laughed, and he knew they didn't like him.

The bathroom is at the end of the corridor. Along the way, there are many classrooms. The small wheelchairs are turning, which attracts curious students to watch.

Qiao Xi felt distressed, even though some of the classmates did not have malicious intentions, they were all stared at by everyone.

The school's bathroom facilities were different from those in Xiao Luhuo's residence. There were no toilets suitable for disabled people. After a long time, Qiao Xi saw Xiao Luhuo come out of the toilet in a state of confusion.

The bell is about to ring, and he wants to go back to the classroom.

When the small wheelchair passed a class, several naughty male students in the class stood in the corridor and winked at each other. One of the boys stretched out his hand but pushed the wheelchair.

The other party exerted a lot of energy, the wheelchair suddenly leaned forward, and Xiao Lu Huo fell directly from the wheelchair.

Qiao Xi's heart skipped a beat when she saw it, and she wanted to go in and pick him up.

Xiao Lu Huan, who fell on the ground, was a little dazed. He raised his head, surrounded by a few boys who were pointing at him and mocking him.

"Why can't his legs walk?"

"You kick his leg and see if he feels it."

"If you can't walk the road, then you can't play basketball and football."

"How did the disabled come to our school?"

The words of the classmates carried unknowing malice, and each sentence was like a knife, stabbing Xiao Luhu.

Xiao Luhu's hand was scratched, but he didn't cry.

He slowly raised his upper body, trying to get back into the wheelchair. Just as he put one hand on the wheelchair, the naughty boy next to him pulled the wheelchair backwards. Little Lu Huo couldn't support his body and fell to the ground again.

For a time, it caused the people around to burst into laughter.

Maybe it hurt from the fall, and there were tears in Xiao Lu Huo's **** eyes.

He was silent, not crying.

Qiao Xi's chest seemed to be tightly blocked by a ball of cotton, and she felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to punch someone.

At this moment, the class bell rang, and the boys surrounding Xiao Lu Hu rushed back to the classroom.

The lively corridor suddenly quieted down. In the classroom, the classmates sitting by the corridor couldn't help but look at Xiao Lu Huo outside the window, but no one was willing to come out to help him.

Xiao Luhu pursed his lips, climbed forward by himself, and reached out to reach the wheelchair not far away.

The white and clean school uniform on the body was stained with dust on the ground, turning it black.

After getting along for so long, Qiao Xi knew that Lu Huo likes to be clean. Even if he is in a wheelchair, he likes to keep himself clean. He wears a white shirt, his clothes are neat, there are no wrinkles, and there is no sluggishness on his body.

He is serious about life.

Now, the clean and beautiful cub was bullied and embarrassed, he pulled the wheelchair in front of him, climbed up slowly, and sat down.

The teacher appeared and saw Lu Huo who was still in the corridor, she urged him to return to the classroom quickly.

When the wheelchair turned back to the door of the classroom, the teacher and classmates stopped and looked at Xiao Lu Huo quietly.

Everyone's eyes seemed to turn into needles, stabbing at Xiao Luhu's soft and pure heart.

As if he had done something wrong, he bowed his head in shame.

For a moment, the corners of Qiao Xi's eyes were sore, and her nose was also sore.

The teacher asked Xiao Luhu to quickly return to the original position and continue the class.

After a trip to the bathroom, Xiao Lu Huo suffered a lot. He put the water bottle on the table back into the small schoolbag, and did not plan to drink water at school.

Through the big screen, Qiao Xi saw that his hands were scratched when he fell.

Qiao Xi asked the rich, "I got something to send in, does that mean that I can send anything into the screen?"

She just took out the small treasure box of the props. With luck today, she actually opened a combination of props: touch and allow three items to go in.

The rich little milk voice said with excitement, "Yes, the master is lucky this time."

Qiao Xi hurried to the cabinet, where she found a bottle of potion.

It is summer now, the sun is shining outside the window, and the bright light falls on the little Lu Huo by the window. He lowered his head and kept quiet.

Suddenly, a bottle of potion appeared under his eyes.

Xiao Luhu's big eyes widened, he was a little surprised, and he couldn't believe it.

He looked around, the other little classmates were listening to the class or dozing off, and no one noticed that there was an extra bottle of potion on his desk.

Xiao Luhu wanted to reach out and touch the potion bottle, but the lid of the potion bottle was suddenly unscrewed.

The next second, the injured part of his hand became cold, and the potion was automatically applied.

Xiao Luhu was even more surprised, his mouth slightly opened.

The wound hurt a little from the potion, and his fleshy little fingers curled up.

Unlike the props extracted last time: you can only touch it with your hands, this time Qiao Xi stood in front of the big screen, she held Xiao Lu Hu's wrist, then lowered her head, and blew gently, the cool and gentle wind It landed on Xiao Luhu's wound.

Xiao Luhu's eyes lit up instantly, he was not afraid at all, someone helped Huhu to apply the medicine, someone held Huhu's hand, and even whistled his hand.

He expectedly asked in a low voice, "My name is Huo Huo, what's your name?"

The pen on the table stood up, and on the white paper, Qiao Xi wrote: Xixi.

Little Luhu knew this word.

Before he could write any words, not even his own name, the first name he learned to write was Xixi.

Before, he could only write and didn't know the word, but now he knows it.

At the window, Xiao Lu Huo suppressed his voice, and no one heard except Qiao Xi, he whispered, "Xi Xi."