Meow is a cute wife, sweet

Chapter 346

Lu Zhiheng thought about turning around and going down to cook for Xiaoguai, but saw her pulling the corner of his clothes with an aggrieved expression, "I want to go down too."

Although mobile games are very fun, she would feel bored staying in the room by herself.

It's better to sit in the hall and watch the owner Lu cook.

"Little boy can walk?"

Lu Zhiheng frowned, and couldn't help but look at the wound on her back, and persuaded, "Going downstairs will tear the wound."

"But." Tong Qiaoqiao was a little frustrated when she heard that the owner Lu didn't let her go down, she pulled at the corner of his clothes and whispered, "But I'm so bored lying here, it's so quiet, and no one talks to me. "

"No one will talk to you when you go down."

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Tong Qiaoqiao glared at him angrily.

Seeing that a certain cat seemed to be about to explode, Lu Zhiheng touched his nose with a sullen smile, deliberately making trouble with her, "Then you can go down by yourself."

She looked at him with a tangled face, biting the corner of her lips, "What about you?"

"I'll go down too."

"Then you carry me down."

"Little darling is too heavy, I can't hold it."

"Hug, hug, my little girl is not heavy at all, just hug me." She tugged on his sleeve and acted like a baby, her bright eyes flashed with hope.

"I have no strength, I don't want to hug."

What he said was serious, and she glared at him angrily, her wet eyes stared straight at him, as if glistening with water.

His heart tightened, and before he could speak, he saw her turn her head suddenly discouraged, and said in a soft voice full of grievances, "If you don't hug me, don't hug me, I don't care about it!"

"Angry?" He leaned over slightly, trying to see her face.

But Tong Qiaoqiao reacted very quickly and lifted the quilt to cover her face, even if she accidentally pulled the wound, she tried her best to endure the pain, as if she didn't want to see him.

She was injured, the wound hurt, and she was emotionally fragile, but she was so disgusted by him, her heart was so blocked, and she couldn't tell whether she was wronged or angry.

He definitely didn't want her anymore.

Almost as soon as this thought flashed through her mind, she couldn't hold back her emotions.

"I don't want to see you, you go away."

A low choking sound came from inside the quilt, and Lu Zhiheng suddenly felt his heart twisted into a ball, and a trace of bitterness brewed at the tip of his heart.

Xiaoguai is crying.

He suddenly annoyed himself why he was angry with her and made her cry.

He clenched his fists, then loosened them, and said in a low voice with a hint of helplessness, "Little boy, don't cry."

He wanted to lift her quilt, afraid that she would be uncomfortable covering it like this, but he didn't dare.

For the first time in his life, he can be regarded as a trap for himself.

The more he listened to her suppressed crying, the more uncomfortable Lu Zhiheng felt, wishing he could pull out his former self and beat him up hard.

Tong Qiaoqiao didn't answer when she heard his words, she sobbed softly, her mind was full of messy things, and she was always concerned about what the owner Lu said.

He didn't want to hug her, and he didn't want to be with her.

Crying and crying, the room became inexplicably quiet.

There seemed to be no movement beside the bed.

Tong Qiaoqiao had been crying for a long time, and the wound was painful from being pulled, and she couldn't breathe well even when she was wrapped in the quilt.

She thought about throwing off the quilt, turned her head with red eyes, and took a look.

She was alone in the empty room.

She looked up at the chandelier on the roof, blinked, and a tear fell from the end of her eye.

After a while, Tong Qiaoqiao got up from the bed with a stiff body, walked to her closet with small steps, and stuffed all the clothes inside into the suitcase with tears.

(End of this chapter)