Looking at the back that Qiao Yue left for him, as if after every intimacy, without any nostalgia, Su Mingyuan's heart sank.

Could it be that the relationship between them can only be like this, with a blank space in between?

Does he have to force her with a contract every time that she is willing to get closer to her?

So, what is everything just now, is it just the natural reaction of the body, and there is no trace of emotion in it.

If she didn't have that contract, she wouldn't even want to give him a back.

Su Mingyuan looked at the petite back curled up in the innermost part of the bed, the more he thought about it, the more irritable he became, his mind became more and more chaotic, and finally he simply put on his nightgown, slammed the door, and left the bedroom.

The deafening sound of slamming the door frightened Qiao Yue, and then the bedroom fell silent.

Qiao Yue knew that Su Mingyuan had left.

She opened her eyes, and there was a loss in her eyes, and bitterness spread in her heart, gradually devouring her entire heart.

After a long time, Su Mingyuan didn't come back, and Qiao Yue knew that he wouldn't come back tonight.

She hugged the quilt tightly, and gradually fell asleep in a lonely shroud.

When she woke up in the morning, Qiao Yue first felt a wave of soreness all over her body, and then recalled the madness in the cloakroom yesterday in her mind.

Her face was hot, and when she turned around, she saw that Su Mingyuan's position on the empty big bed was empty.

Qiao Yue's eyes darkened suddenly, and she remembered that last night, Su Mingyuan slammed the door and left, and he didn't come back until now.

Did you come back yesterday because of physical needs?

Qiao Yue's heart was disappointed, she knew that this sense of loss should not be there, they were a contractual relationship, he could come back whenever he wanted, and she had no right to interfere.

It's just that I know I shouldn't, but why is I so sad in my heart?

Qiao Yue stared at the empty sheets in a daze for a long time before she put away her thoughts, stood up, and sat up from the bed.

She wasn't sure if Su Mingyuan was in the villa, even though it was a weekend, sometimes he went out early, maybe she left last night.

Qiao Yue forced herself not to think about Su Mingyuan, got up, put on her nightgown, and walked towards the bathroom.

After washing up, Qiao Yue stood in front of the mirror, looking at the purple kiss mark on her neck, and was distracted.

She stretched out her hand and touched the purple trace, and she couldn't tell what it was like.

Walking out of the bathroom, Qiao Yue went to the cloakroom to choose a dress to change into, in order to cover the kiss marks at the collarbone, Qiao Yue deliberately chose a skirt with a collar.

With the experience of yesterday, she chose a pair of flat sandals today to make it easier to walk.

I made an appointment with Gong Lele to eat hot pot today, Qiao Yue glanced at the time, and felt that it was almost there, so she planned to go.

As soon as she reached the door, she suddenly remembered something, turned and turned back.

Qiao Yue walked back to the dresser, opened the drawer, and took out a box from the innermost.

This box was bought by him when she was with Su Mingyuan for the first time, just because he didn't want her to conceive his child, or as Su Mingyuan said, a woman like her is not worthy of conceiving his child at all.

Qiao Yue lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covered the heavy sadness under her eyes, and the hand holding the medicine box was subconsciously tightened, and the paper medicine box was about to be pinched and deformed by her. Read the latest chapter of "Su Shao's Crazy Wife: Mrs. Come to the Claw Book House in the Bowl" for free for the first time.