I made the hero cry after being dressed as a double

In broad daylight, the world is bright, and she, Qiao Bai, has been reduced to the point where she competes with one man for another? !

It's a pity that the reality couldn't help her to feel emotional, facing Wen Heng who was about to leave with Qu Mubai, she stepped forward and grabbed Wen Heng's clothes without thinking, her eyes were watery and pitiful,

"Brother, you see that I have come here, is it really okay for you to go directly like this?"

……

"That……"

Wen Heng looked at Qu Mubai, their eyes met, and they both saw the helplessness in their eyes.

finally……

"Then why don't you drive your own car?" Qu Mubai frowned, and his fingertips constantly tapping the steering wheel showed that he was extremely irritable now.

"Why do three people drive two cars? Doesn't it cost fuel?" Qiao Bai, who was sitting in the back seat, opened the storage box between the seats, took out a bottle of milk, took a sip, and was satisfied He squinted his eyes.

"...You're quite thrifty..." Qu Mubai snorted coldly, and replied to him in a lukewarm manner.

"Then, hey, turn on the air conditioner. Why are you closing the windows and not turning on the air conditioner in such a hot day?" She took out another bag of biscuits from nowhere, and asked Wen Heng if he wanted to eat while tearing off the package. Huh la The voice of "la" made Qu Mubai even more irritable.

Why did this person turn into such a dead face after not seeing him for a few days? !

Forcibly pressing down the thought of driving Qiao Bai out of the car, Qu Mubai turned Wen Heng's head, looked carefully at the bruises on his face, took out medicinal wine from the medicine box beside him and gently applied it on him Wound.

"hiss--"

"Does it hurt?"

"Alright."

"Then I'll take it easy."

"it is good."

Qiao Bai watched the two people coming and going in front of the car, like glue, and suddenly felt that the biscuit in his hand was no longer fragrant.

Stuffing the last piece of biscuit into his mouth, Qiao Bai patted the crumbs on his hands, and said unwillingly,

"What's the matter with the wound on your face? You haven't told me yet. Did someone bully you? Tell your sister, she will help you avenge you!"

Throwing the discarded cotton swabs into the packaging bag and sealing it, Qu Mubai glanced at her without saying a word, turned the key and started the car.

Wen Heng turned his head and glanced at Qiao Bai who was furious and about to roll up his sleeves, and said soothingly,

"A misunderstanding, now resolved."

The boy was found to be under great pressure for a long time, mentally abnormal, suffering from mild bipolar disorder and moderate hallucinations, and has temporarily suspended his studies to focus on treatment. What can you care about with a patient? Woolen cloth?

"Okay..." Qiao Bai pouted, then tore open a bag of small bread and handed it to Wen Heng.

"Remember to fight back in the future. If you really can't fight, run away. Look at this fight..."

As she said that, her heart ached so badly that she wanted to reach out and touch her, but her back felt cold, and she looked up at her eyes in the rearview mirror. She seemed to see a murderous look...

Silently withdrew his hand, Qiao Bai shrank back and obediently gnawed on the bread in his hand.

Seeing that she stopped talking, Wen Heng turned his head and looked at his face in the rear car mirror. It was bruised and purple, mixed with the brown potion, how funny it looked.

"Don't take pictures, it will be fine in a few days."

"Okay..." Wen Heng said, and took photos left and right. The more he looked, the more uncomfortable he looked, especially the corner of the mouth was scratched by the man. It was a little deep, and it was even more terrifying under the brown potion, " ...I won't lose my face, will I?"

"will not."

"will not!"

The two voices sounded at the same time. Qu Mubai glanced at someone who spoke with him from the rearview mirror. The idea of ​​kicking her out of the car became stronger. He took a deep breath and turned the steering wheel to the left.

"You won't be disfigured, and you are handsome whether you are disfigured or not."

Cut, meaty dog.

Qiao Bai twitched the corners of his mouth, folded his arms around his chest, leaned back on the back seat and stopped talking.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, the person who asked the question laughed a few times and stopped talking, but secretly swore in his heart that he would never let these two people get together again in the future, absolutely!

half an hour,

"Today I will take you to a dinner party. They are all friends I usually have a good relationship with. I will take you to get to know them."

"...Does it have to be today?"

Wen Heng couldn't help but glanced at the bruises on his face again, feeling a little reluctant.

"Everyone is busy, we finally made an appointment together, and..." Qu Mubai looked forward, hitting the nail on the head,

"I didn't know that something like this would happen to you today."

"……All right."

After half pushing and half getting out of the car, Wen Heng followed Qu Mubai into the private room of the hotel.

Besides Lu Zhiming, there were a few other people inside, Qu Mubai introduced him one by one carefully, Cheng Haonan, Han Yizhou, the three of them shook hands politely, until the last one was introduced, she was also the only woman called by Qu Mubai during today's dinner , Tang Yurou.

"Of course we have to treat the friends brought by Mu Bai well, but what's the matter with this face, did you have a conflict with others? Mu Bai, you are the same, it's all like this, you should take someone to the hospital, let's get together another day Cheng, it’s embarrassing for people to come here just like that.”

As he spoke, he cast a reproachful glance at Qu Mubai.

...is a ruthless character.

Wen Heng and Qiao Bai unanimously defined this Tang Yurou.

But the difference between the two is that Wen Heng will not reveal half of it on the surface even if he turns around in his heart, but Qiao Bai is different. This woman is like a new type of gunpowder, which explodes at a touch.

Hearing what Tang Yurou said, she was not happy at the moment.

"What do you mean? How is your face? Isn't it just that there are a few small marks, which are no less than the knives you used? How come you can cook two bowls of rice on a pig's head that has just had its stitches removed? Looking at this Pleasing handsome guy, you are so hypocritical, there is still time to get together, you have time, we don't have it? They are all idlers, who are you pretending to be with here?!"

"you!"

"puff--"

Tang Yurou was pissed off by Qiao Bai, and she heard the uncontrollable laughter from the people next to her, so she got up and was about to leave. It was Lu Zhiming who came out and became a good person.

"Okay, okay, we finally got together, what are you doing, sit down, and stop making trouble."

"Is it me?"

Tang Yurou looked at Qiao Bai aggrievedly, and the others also turned their attention to someone who was struggling to fight against the fish.

Satisfied, she put a large piece of fish into her mouth, and when she looked up, she saw a group of people staring at her. Qiao Bai was puzzled,

"What are you looking at me for? Isn't it just for eating?"

……

"puff--"

I didn't expect this young lady of the Qiao family to be so funny, Lu Zhiming rolled his eyes, and followed suit with a piece of fish,

"Yes, everyone calm down and eat quickly."

Wen Heng didn't speak, just lowered his head and ate his own, just like Qiao Bai beside him.

Qu Mubai bit his chopsticks and stared at the two people who were cooking rice next to him, and suddenly poured all the vegetables in the bowl into Wen Heng's bowl,

"I don't like to eat these, you can eat them."

?

Wen Heng looked at the chili and beef that suddenly appeared in the bowl, then looked up at Qu Mubai, who was inexplicably unhappy, ate the food in the bowl in a good temper, leaned over and asked,

"Then what do you want to eat, I'll make it for you."

"I'm stuffed."

"Eat some more." Wen Heng took the small bowl in front of Qu Mubai, looked at the dishes on the table, filled it up bit by bit, and put it in front of Ao Jiao Ben Jiao,

"Eat quickly."

Qu Mubai looked at the dishes in the bowl, they were all his favorites, and the most important thing was that on the top of the small bowl, Wen Heng made him stir-fried beef with chili.

Cut, I said I don't like it, but I still pick it up.

Qu Mubai complained silently, but the chopsticks picked up the beef and put it into his mouth honestly, his eyes were full of smiles,

It's pretty tasty.

Han Yizhou on the side was also restless. He felt that the dry meal was tasteless, so he ordered a bottle of wine.

"Have a drink, it's hard to get together, how can you enjoy yourself without a drink!"

He got up and poured everyone a glass. He hesitated when he walked up to Qiao Bai. He heard that the Qiao family had been ill recently. Although he looked alive and well now, but...

Before he could finish tangling, Qiao Bai covered the cup in front of him, "I don't want to drink, so don't pour it for me, thank you."

"it is good……"

"Everyone drinks it, but you don't drink it, so why are you here? You're really sick."

Tang Yurou said something disgusting.

However, Qiao Bai was not to be outdone, and immediately fought back, "Yes, I'm sick, and I die when I drink alcohol. If I die, I will go to your house to find you, and blow air on your face every night by your pillow. How about it?"

...So, why do you have to talk to Qiao Bai.