After I Stole the Male Lead, the Female Lead Cried

A small smile appeared in the boy's eyes.

Qiao Xi rolled her eyes, she was cheeky, she stretched her small hand into the hem of her shirt, directly touching the skin on his waist and abdomen.

Feeling the boy's body tense instantly, she smiled brightly, "I was like this last night?"

"Xixi!" Lu Huo originally wanted to tease the girl, but how could she have thought that she was so bold that she was even more presumptuous than last night.

The girl's soft little hands were hidden under his white shirt, clinging to his skin, and they moved deliberately. The little hands arched in a small arc under the clothes.

Lu Huo's dark eyes darkened, he quickly squeezed the girl's wrist, and just as he took out her little hand, the girl's fingertips deliberately slid across his abdomen.

It was just a gentle touch, like a small ant bit him, it didn't hurt, but it was very itchy.

Lu Huo's body was tense and painful, he pulled out the girl's little hand, and said with a bit of gritted teeth, "Xixi, you can't touch it."

Is it possible to mess around here?

Qiao Xi was about to fall over laughing, "Didn't you say I was like this last night?"

Lu Huo squeezed her little hand and tightened it to prevent her from continuing to make trouble. "Your hand was separated from your clothes last night, how could you sneak in like this now."

He looked at her faintly, "Xixi, do you really think that I won't do anything to you?"

Qiao Xi rolled her eyes. She lifted the hair on the side of her neck with her other hand. There was a red mark on the snow neck, which was very conspicuous and was always covered by her hair, "Are you saying this to me?"

She found it this morning when she looked in the mirror.

Qiao Xi smiled and said, "Lu Huo, did you steal a kiss from me last night?"

Lu Huo couldn't help pinching her pink cheeks, "Little rascal."

It was clear that she begged him to kiss her last night.

The weather is good today, the cool autumn wind is blowing outside the yard, and the sun shines through the glass and falls inside.

Qiao Xi sat quietly in front of the easel, and she painted the boy beside her.

Lu Huo was looking at the data on the notebook seriously, letting the girl turn her head to look at him from time to time.

After turning off the fire and eating the rabbit food, it jumped to Qiao Xi's feet and was picked up by her and placed on her lap.

The room was quiet at this time.

Qiao Xi painted, Lu Hu worked, the two of them had a rabbit, there was an indescribable comfort and tacit understanding.

Qiao Xi painted the boy leaning over the table, standing casually with a pair of long legs, holding the pole in his arms, his eyes dark with a bit of sharpness, like a beast poised for momentum.

In the painting, the hem of the boy's clothes was lifted up by the table, revealing his thin waist and taut lines, which was simply sexy.

With a little pride on her brows, she motioned Lu Huo to look at her painting, "I drew you playing pool last night, does it look good?"

Lu Huo's eyes fell on his waist, as if seeing through the girl's thoughts at a glance, "What's wrong with the clothes?"

Qiao Xi had a confident look on her face: "I can't always draw my hand on it." She blinked, "You will be fine."

The girl sat obediently beside her, her crescent-white skirt was about to fall to the ground, and the soft brown knitted coat made her snow-white face a bit more fairy-like, and the snow-white flame was snugly nestled on her lap. , One person and one rabbit, it looks like a painting.

Lu Huo bowed his head helplessly and indulgently, and kissed the corner of the girl's raised lips, "Well."

The young man's thin lips were slightly cold, and it was obvious that they just touched it, Qiao Xi met his eyes, and her face suddenly turned a little red.

The cunning girl was smoothed out like a little fox, her claws were restrained, and she settled down.

It didn't take long for the door to be knocked suddenly, as if it was urgent, and the next second, the door was pushed open.

"Master Lu is here." The female nurse said hurriedly.

Lu Huo frowned, "Well, I see."

Qiao Xi stood up holding the flameout, "It's annoying, I'll hide first."

She winked at him, "You'll get rid of the nasty **** sooner later." After that, she took the flame out and went to the bathroom.

Qiao Xi locked the bathroom door, and not long after, the door of the room was opened by Lu Rongyao from outside.

The other party came in with the doctor.

Lu Rongrong was trained by the old man yesterday and this morning, and now he is instructed by the old man to bring a doctor over to treat Lu Huo's leg. The look on his face is not good.

In Lu Rongrong's view, there is no need to waste time treating Lu Huo's legs. After all, he was born lame. After so many years of treatment, even after so many experts, there was no effect. It was a waste of time and energy.

However, the old man insisted and told him to bring a doctor to treat Lu Huo's leg for a fixed period of time.

How could Lu Rongrong refuse, so he reluctantly brought the doctor to the villa.

He glanced at the time and urged the doctor: "Quickly read him and leave."

His time was precious, and it wasn't wasted on a waste like Lu Huo.

The doctor hurried forward, and he bent over to ask Lu Huo's leg to be checked.

The doctor had previously discovered that Lu Huo's legs were different from other people who were disabled for many years and could not move. After so many years, Lu Huo's legs showed no signs of atrophy, and the muscles on the legs also grew normally.

And he has feeling in his legs, just can't walk.

Lu Huo looked at the doctor examining his feet. He looked very calm. He also answered what the doctor asked.

On the side, an impatient Lu Rongrong stood dragged, "No matter how you diagnose and treat, isn't it futile and busy?"

He sneered: "You should still be your maim, don't be delusional, daydream that your legs will be fine."

In the bathroom, Qiao Xi stood behind the door holding the flame out, listening to Lu glory's words, she hated him from the bottom of her heart.

Lu Rongrong could only show his eloquence, not a word of what he said would come true.

She will eliminate all the black energy from Lu Huo's body, so that he can walk freely like a normal person, instead of being confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

Qiao Xi touched Xihuo's little head, she snorted softly, and whispered to Xihuo, "If Lu Rongrong bullies Lu Huo again, I'll let you bite him."

When the flame was turned off, it was held by Qiao Xi, and its little head rubbed against Qiao Xi's palm, Master, don't make trouble.

In the room, Lu Huo completely ignored Lu Rongyao and ignored him at all.

Lu Rongrong was like a ball of cotton, and he was very upset.

Suddenly thinking of something, he sneered: "You don't know, Qiao Xi has already found a new boyfriend, he is a disabled man just like you, but it is not as miserable as you, the other is just a lame leg. For a while, Qiao Xi took her new boyfriend to school. I said earlier that he was just playing with you."

He just heard about this incident by accident, but he didn't expect it to be used to stimulate Lu Huo right now.

Lu Rongrong looked down at Lu Huo condescendingly, looking forward to seeing the other party's collapse and sadness.

However, Lu Huo looked at him blankly, with a cold light in his eyes.

"Don't you believe it?" Lu Rongrong took out his mobile phone, he searched a lot, and finally found a photo of Qiao Xi walking in the school with a boy on the Internet.

This is a photo of Qiao Xi taking the season to visit the school at that time, and he had no intention of being photographed and put on the forum.

Lu Rongrong turned the screen of his mobile phone towards Lu Huo, "Look, someone took your place long ago, how can Qiao Xi remember you?"

Lu Huo looked at the photo, his hands on both sides of the armrest tightened, and his eyes sank.

Lu Rongrong found that even if Lu Huo calmed down, there was still a bit of displeasure on his face, obviously Lu Huo still cared about it.

He looked like a **** that won a fight, with an arrogant face, "You don't even think about your own situation, do you really think that Miss Qiao's family will like you very much?"

Lu Huo's expression was indifferent, "In the past few years abroad, all you have learned is to tell right and wrong?"

"you……"

Lu Rongrong was at a loss for words for a while, and his anger turned to the doctor, "Why don't you hurry to see a doctor?"

The doctor responded quickly.

At this moment, Lu Rongrong's gaze fell on the easel next to Lu Huo, and saw a painting on it. It was obvious that the young man in the painting had the same appearance as Lu Huo.

The difference is that the boy in the painting is standing, while the real Lu Huo is sitting in a wheelchair.

Lu Rongrong stepped forward and picked up the painting. He looked at the scene of the boy playing billiards, and couldn't help laughing: "You can really imagine that you can't stand up with your legs, so you paint your legs as healed? I don't know whether to laugh at you for being naive or for being delusional."

Lu Huo looked at Lu Rongrong and took the painting. Thinking of how much the girl painted him just now, he lowered his eyes and said, "Give me the painting back."

Lu Rongrong looked at the painting in his hand, and then observed Lu Huo's reaction. It was obvious that the other party was very concerned about this painting.

He shook the painting, provocatively: "Do you want it? Come and grab it if you have the ability."

Lu Huo looked at the words in Lu Rongrong's hand, and the same scene appeared in his mind.

The little fat man Lu Rongrong snatched one of his paintings, and even tore it up and threw it on the ground.

The painting was given to him by a very important person. He went crazy at the time, picked up the shredded paper on the ground, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it.

The scene in his mind gradually overlapped with the one in front of him. When he was a child, Lu Rongyao's face overlapped with the one in front of him.

He seemed to see Lu Rongrong tear up his painting again.

With dark eyes full of gloom, Lu Hu said coldly, "Give me the painting back."

Lu Rongrong took the painting and took a step back, as annoying as when he was a child, "Want it? Come and get it yourself if you have the ability."

He held the painting in his hand, crumpling one corner of the painting.

Lu Huo's eyes deepened.

Just as Lu Rongyao was shaking the painting, the next second, his hand was tightly clasped, unable to move.

As if bumping into a ghost, Lu Rongrong looked in shock at the young man who suddenly stood up in front of him, with a look of disbelief, "Your legs...you, how could you stand up?"

Next to him, the doctor who helped Lu Huo check his legs was also stunned.

"Lu Huo, why can your legs stand up?" Lu Rongrong was so shocked that he couldn't regain his senses.

Lu Huo was able to stand up and walk?

Lu Huo didn't answer, he grabbed Lu Rongrong's hand and grabbed the painting back.

This time, his paintings will no longer be torn up by Lu Rongrong.