After I Stole the Male Lead, the Female Lead Cried

In front of the big screen, Qiao Xi responded, but Xiao Lu Huo couldn't hear it.

"Xixi, Xixi." Xiao Luhu blinked his big eyes, fluttering, and he cautiously called out Qiao Xi's name.

Qiao Xi wrote on the paper: I am here.

During the class, Xiao Luhu listened to the teacher's teaching carefully, and couldn't help but whispered for a while, "Xixi."

The next second, the white paper appeared again: Well, I am here.

The sadness of being laughed at by classmates just now disappeared, and the pain of being bullied has also been forgotten. Xiao Luhu is very happy now. He seems to have found a rare treasure that only belongs to him.

When school was over, every little classmate happily carried their schoolbags and went home.

Xiao Lu Huo took out his schoolbag from the drawer, he slowly packed his things, a little uneasy, "Will Xixi not like me?"

In order to facilitate communication, Xiao Luhu held a small notebook and a pen in his hand. Qiao Xi took the pen and wrote on it: No.

Xiao Luhu put the schoolbag on his legs and covered them shyly. He cautiously told Qiao Xi: "Xixi, my legs can't walk."

He is different from others, will Xixi also like him?

Qiao Xi reached out and touched his little head, she wrote on the paper: No matter what you are, I like Xiao Lu Hu the most.

In the wheelchair, Xiao Lu Huo read the words on it carefully and repeatedly, and his tender and tender face turned red with shyness.

A pair of big eyes twinkling, full of joy, he whispered: "I also like Xixi the most."

On the campus, Xiao Lu Huo chatted with Qiao Xi while pushing a wheelchair. He watched Qiao Xi write in the small book expectantly.

In front, two little boys walked slowly.

"Tomorrow on my birthday, my mother prepared a cake and a birthday present for me." One of the little boys told the classmates next to him with a little smugness.

Another little boy asked, "Will you invite me to your house for cake?"

The little boy nodded, "You don't have to go to school tomorrow, you come to my house, my mother even prepared a lot of snacks..."

The small wheelchair turned slowly behind, and of course Xiao Lu Huo heard their conversation, and Qiao Xi could see a bit of loneliness on his little face.

She wrote in a small notebook: When is Huhu's birthday?

Xiao Luhu looked at the words on the paper, he lowered his head, a little embarrassed, and seemed to be inferior, "Tomorrow."

It's his birthday tomorrow too.

Originally, he didn't know what a birthday was, but Lu Rongyao always had cakes on his birthday, and he also received a lot of gifts, and many children played with him.

He went to ask the aunt who took care of him, only to know that everyone has a birthday. Once a year, parents will help birthday children celebrate their birth.

Later, he asked the housekeeper uncle, knowing that he also had a birthday time. When the day came, he found the cleanest clothes, put them on, and waited in the room to celebrate the birthday.

He didn't eat his birthday cake or receive a gift until it was dark.

He found that no one remembered his birthday.

After that time, he knew that not everyone would celebrate birthdays.

Xiao Luhu sniffed, raised his head, and told Qiao Xi, "I'm not celebrating my birthday."

On his small head, a small leaf sprout appeared.

His voice was immature, "It's not fun to celebrate birthdays."

Leaflet swayed.

He continued to whisper, "Not everyone celebrates birthdays, and I don't like birthdays."

On the top of his head, the small leaf bud swayed a few times, both cute and pitiful.

Qiao Xi was reluctant to bully Xiao Luhuo, so she didn't reach out to play with his Xiaoyeya. She wrote on the paper: What gift Xiaoluhuo hopes to get most.

After a while, Xiao Luhu's big eyes hid a little shyness, and he said, "You."

Although Xixi can't be seen, she is his best gift, a gift that no one else can have.

In front of the big screen, Qiao Xi's beautiful lips twitched. The little guy can be coaxed when he is so young, and he is not cute at all when he grows up.

She wrote in the small book: What gift do you want besides me?

Xiao Luhu thought for a while, he blinked his big bright eyes, and said with a sweet voice, "I want to see Xixi."

Qiao Xi couldn't help it, reached out and touched his little head, and wrote: You can't see me.

Xiao Luhu nodded obediently, it doesn't matter, Xixi has been talking with him all the time, and he is very happy.

In the evening, Xiao Luhu returned to the small house. After eating, he did his homework seriously, but every once in a while, he would call Xixi.

Little Luhu wanted to confirm whether Qiao Xi was always there.

He was afraid that she would suddenly disappear.

In front of the big screen, Qiao Xi looked at Lu Huo who was doing his homework. She took out her mobile phone and called Lu Huan.

The phone was answered quickly.

"Lu Huo."

"Yeah." Lu Huo's voice was low, and just responding softly, it was so crisp that his tail fingers trembled.

"What kind of cake do you like to eat?" Qiao Xi asked him.

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

"Come on, what kind of birthday cake do you like to eat." Qiao Xi was very curious.

"I don't know." The teenager flipped through the book, and he said slowly, "I haven't eaten."

Qiao Xi's hand holding the phone trembled, and Xiao Lu was so confused that he grew up

Lu Huo, haven't you eaten birthday cake?

She looked at the little guy who was doing his homework seriously on the screen, and there was a sourness in her chest, and she said softly, "The strawberry flavor is a bit sweet, the chocolate flavor is more fragrant, or the mango flavor, are you allergic to mango? "

On the other end of the phone, the boy's big hand pressed the flames to turn off the tumult. He lowered his eyes, "Qiao Xi, I don't eat these things."

Qiao Xi didn't listen to him, "Okay, I see."

She hangs up.

Lu Huo clenched his phone tightly and sat at the desk for a long time without moving.

After a while, the flame under the palm of his hand couldn't hold back, and he escaped desperately from the big man. Lu Huo glanced at it with dark eyes, and continued to flip through the book.

Qiao Xi asked the rich: "I'm going to make a cake now. If I leave, the picture on the big screen will keep playing?"

"Yes, master, rest assured, the big screen will follow you and appear within one meter of you."

So even if Qiao Xi leaves the room, no matter where she goes, the big screen will follow her until she completes this mission.

Qiao Xi felt that this setting was too good, so she went downstairs to the kitchen.

Seeing Qiao Xi come into the kitchen, the master was very surprised, he quickly said, "Miss, what do you want to eat, I'll cook it for you."

"Uncle Li, I want a cake."

Master Li quickly put on the chef's hat, "What flavor do you want to eat, Miss? I'll make it right away."

Qiao Xi shook his head, "Uncle Li, you taught me to do it, I want to do it myself."

Looking at the screen in front of her, Xiao Lu Huo, who was sitting upright with a small body and a small face, doing his homework very seriously, she smiled and said, "I want to make a cake with many flavors."

"Miss, do you want to do it yourself?" Master Li's eyes could not hide the shock.

Qiao Xi is the pearl of Qiao's father and Qiao's mother. She has always been spoiled, and has never entered the kitchen.

"Well, I want to make it myself, Uncle Li, you teach me the steps to make a cake." Qiao Xi put on a new white apron, she stood in front of the kitchen counter, ready to start.

Master Li knew that Qiao Xi was serious, he didn't say much, and started to teach Qiao Xi to make cakes.

At night, after taking a shower, Xiao Luhuo came out of the bathroom, and he immediately grabbed his notebook to see if Qiao Xi had left a message on it.

He was wearing a blue pajamas with a puppy printed on it, his tender white face was stained with water, his short bangs were wet with water, and obediently pressed against his forehead, he was like a freshly baked bun.

"Xixi, Xixi." The milk bun Xiaolu Huo called her name in a tender voice, which made people's heart soften.

Qiao Xi was sitting in front of the big screen, she was drawing, and when she heard Xiao Luhu call her name, she wrote in his small notebook: I am here.

Xiao Luhu put the small book on his lap, and then he turned the wheelchair to the side of the bed, his two little hands were struggling to support the wheelchair, and his body moved to the bed.

"Xixi, I'm going to bed, see you tomorrow." Little Luhu was a little reluctant.

Qiao Xi wrote: See you tomorrow.

Xiao Luhu put the small book in front of his small pillow, making sure it would not be lost, so he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Little guy didn't know, just at twelve o'clock, Qiao Xi wrote in the notebook: Happy birthday!

Then, Qiao Xi went to the Lu family's garden to pick a lot of flowers, and she also found some spare streamers.

In the middle of the night, Qiao Xi began to quietly arrange Lu Huo's small house.

She put flowers in small bottles and placed them on each table, and she hung brightly colored ribbons in the small house.

Just as it was almost dawn, Qiao Xi put the cake she had prepared and the gift she had prepared on the screen.

The sky is completely bright, and the sun shines through the glass and falls on the flowers by the window, illuminating the gentleness of the room.

On the bed, Xiao Lu Huo woke up.

He opened his eyes, he probably hadn't woken up yet, his big eyes were full of drowsiness, he blinked and looked at the small book beside the pillow for the first time.

Looking at the words above, his small mouth suddenly opened with a smile.

It was the first time someone said happy birthday to him.

"It's my birthday," he said softly, shyly.

Above his head, the small leaf buds swayed.

When Xiao Luhu got up with a small book in his arms, he found the decorations in the house.

"Ah." He exclaimed softly, and the room became very beautiful.

Seeing a large gift box on the table and a small gift box next to it, the little guy couldn't wait to sit in the wheelchair, and he quickly went to the table.

"Xixi, Xixi." Little Luhu's big eyes could not hide the joy.

Qiao Xi took his small book and wrote: I am here, you open the gift box.

The gift box is beautifully packaged with a cute bow tied on the lid.

Xiao Luhu clumsily opened the gift box, which contained a four-color cake. The color of the ice cream made the cake look super cute.

He sucked in his saliva. "It's a birthday cake."

Qiao Xi wrote: Do you like it?

The cake was reflected in Xiao Luhuo's eyes, and he could hardly move his eyes. He was a little shy and happy, "I like it."

Qiao Xi put a candle on the cake and lit it. She taught him: Confusion, make a wish on the cake, blow out the candle, and the wish will come true.

The light of the candle reflected on Xiao Lu Huo's face, and it fell into his eyes, shining brightly, and the little cub said to the candle sincerely: "Xixi will always be with me."

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Xi couldn't hold back, she touched the little guy's head, but she didn't tell him that when he grew up, he treated her with a cold face all day, and often drove her away, making her teeth itch with anger.

The candle went out, and Qiao Xi helped cut the cake.

She made four flavors, and different colors are different flavors.

Qiao Xi wrote on the white paper: Is it delicious?

Xiao Luhu took a bite of the cake. He narrowed his eyes happily and said vaguely, "It's super delicious."

Qiao Xi also handed him the long gift box next to him: This is your birthday present.

Xiao Luhu opened the gift box, and there was a painting inside, and he slowly opened the painting. I saw a bright and beautiful girl painted on the white paper, next to it was written: Xixi.

His tender voice was full of surprises: "This is Xixi."

Qiao Xi wrote: It's me, you have to remember what I look like, you can't forget it.

Xiao Luhu nodded vigorously, he remembered Xixi's appearance and would not forget it.

Qiao Xi accompanied Xiao Luhu for a while, watching him eat sweet cakes, listening to his milky milk, and complimenting her, the two got along harmoniously and happily.

The big screen indicated that Qiao Xi's mission time was almost over.

At this time, the door of the small house was opened, and Lu Rongyao was bored at home during the holiday, and came with his two little brothers.

"Little cripple is stealing the cake." Lu Rongrong saw the beautiful cake on the table, he stepped forward and grabbed the cake, "Where did you get the cake? Why don't I have it."

"This is my cake, you can't take it." Xiao Luhu was anxious, this was the cake Xixi gave him.

He turned the wheelchair and tried to get the cake back.

Qiao Xi wanted to teach Lu Rongrong a lesson for a long time, he always bullied little Lu Huo so arrogantly every time.

She reached out and snatched the cake from Lu Rongyao's hand easily. Under the terrified eyes of several children, she smeared little Lu Huo's leftover cream on Lu Rongyao's face and slowly wiped it away.

"Ah, honor your face..."

"Ghost, there are ghosts."

"Woooooo, the ghost beat the child."

The two little boys were so frightened that their legs went weak and they wanted to cry.

And Lu Rongrong was much more courageous. He touched the cream on his face and wanted to scold someone, but a ball of cream was instantly put in his mouth, "Mmmmm..."

Little Lu Huo knew that Xixi was helping him, and the bad guy Lu Rongrong was taught by Xixi.

For the first time, he knew that not everyone liked Lu Rongrong, Xixi only liked him.

Qiao Xi blocked Lu Rongyao's mouth with cream. She wanted to scare him again. When she beat him, the big screen reminded that the mission time was about to end.

As soon as she released her hand, Lu Rongrong had a creamy face and stepped forward angrily. He picked up a long gift box on the table and was about to smash it at Xiao Lu Huo.

"Don't lose it!" Little Lu Huo saw that Lu Rongrong was picking up the painting given to him by Qiao Xi, and his big black eyes glared at him fiercely.

"I'm going to throw it away!" Lu Rongrong threw the long gift box to Lu Huo.

The long gift box fell to the ground, the lid opened, and the painting inside fell to the ground.

Qiao Xi wanted to teach him a lesson, but the next second, the big screen disappeared.

On the screen she couldn't see, Lu Rongrong stepped forward to pick up the painting.

"Give me back my painting." Xiao Lu Huo's white and tender face was stern, and he stretched out his hand, wanting to get the painting back.

"I won't pay you back." Lu Rongrong was so bad, he tore up the painting in front of Xiao Lu Huo, "Let you bully me and let you paint my face."

"I'm not afraid of you." Lu Rongrong scattered the shredded paper on the ground.

"My painting, Xixi's gift to me..." Little Lu Huo saw Lu Rongrong tore up his painting, tore it up, dropped it on the ground, and stepped on it. Nanny Bun's eyes were instantly red with anger.

He bent down anxiously, and fell from the wheelchair. Little Lu Huo crawled on the ground to pick up paper shreds, ignoring the pain.

This is Xixi's birthday present.

Lu Rongrong didn't know what it meant to stop at all. He was just happy. He let the two brothers who were hiding outside the door come in, "Let's throw the paper on the ground into the fountain, and let the little cripple go into the water to pick it up."

Xiao Lu blushed, his little hands tightly grasped a handful of shredded paper, and under the shocked eyes of several people, he put all the shredded paper into his mouth.

Xixi is his, don't be taken away.

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