After I Stole the Male Lead, the Female Lead Cried

Chapter 89

The lights in the car were dim and the air pressure was extremely low.

The bodyguard realized that he had said something wrong, and he quickly made up for it, "Master, you are definitely not a substitute. Miss Qiao likes you so much, and the other party is your substitute."

It was a little colder inside the car, and the suffocating silence made one almost want to escape.

The bodyguard quickly shut up.

On the rear seat, Lu Huo's eyes were dim. He lowered half of the car window, all the air-conditioning from outside the car rushed in, and the bodyguard in front was so cold that he wanted to shiver.

The winter wind seems to be biting, making the skin numb, but Lu Huo didn't notice it, his dark eyes stared at Qiao Xi at the door of the hotel.

He saw her standing behind the man and pushing him like she usually pushes him.

She smiled at him, her delicate eyebrows full of happy smiles.

She also gently bent down to help the man in the wheelchair tidy up the collar and put on the hat.

Lu Huozhang's hands on both sides were cold and stiff, and his body seemed to be stuck in an ice cellar, numb from the cold.

The cold white Jun face, the blood gradually faded, and the thin lips were white, and the cold wind blew the skin, watching the girl push the man in the wheelchair forward, after a while, he said: "Follow, no. Let's find out." The boy's voice was deep and hoarse, as if being rolled by sand.

"Yes, young master." The elder brother of the bodyguard quickly responded and started the car.

The bodyguard brother is very good at tracking this job, the car slowly followed across the road, but Qiao Xi in front would not find it.

I saw Qiao Xi and the man in a wheelchair go into a nearby restaurant, probably for dinner.

The car was parked outside the open-air parking lot of the restaurant, and the bodyguard said, "Master, do you want to go in?"

"Need not."

Winter nights are dark and cold, and it is only before seven o'clock, and the sky is as dark as ink.

The young man sat silently, his face stiff and cold, engulfed by the darkness little by little.

In the restaurant, Qiao Xi still ordered light porridge and some refreshing side dishes for Lu Huo.

Lu Huo took the girl's scalded hand and looked at it carefully. The red spot on the back of the hand had recovered a lot. "Does it still hurt?"

Qiao Xi shook her head, for fear of scarring. Sooner or later, she rubbed the scalding cream they bought, "It's only a little, it doesn't hurt much."

The girl's hands were white and tender, and her fingertips were all light pink, and her delicate and beautiful hands stretched out to block the hot water for him.

The corners of the boy's lips couldn't be restrained. He should feel sorry for her. However, there was unstoppable joy in his heart. For the first time, he knew that someone could be here for him, and he was willing to be here for him.

He wished to stay with her longer.

"After dinner, go back to the hotel later, remember to take your medicine, I will send you back to the hotel and leave." Qiao Xi urged.

She has a pretty mouth and says things that he doesn't want to hear. Lu Huo's slender fingers caressed her soft fingers unhurriedly, "Can't Xixi be like yesterday? Stay with me all night?"