After I Stole the Male Lead, the Female Lead Cried

Chapter 78

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."