After saying that, Qiao Yue regretted it, she felt Su Mingyuan's smoking behind her pause, Qiao Yue secretly felt annoyed in her heart, and at the same time silently prayed that he would not lose his temper because of this.

Su Mingyuan suddenly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, Qiao Yue's body couldn't help but tremble, she closed her eyes tightly, thinking that Su Mingyuan would say something hurtful again.

Su Mingyuan didn't say anything, walked directly into the bathroom, and closed the door.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Qiao Yue breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and at the same time couldn't help but worry in her heart.

Could he be angry?

The fatigue afterwards gradually relaxed Qiao Yue's tense nerves, she turned around, buried herself in the quilt, and fell asleep deeply, but the faint worry in her eyebrows never dissipated.

When Su Mingyuan came out of the bathroom, the cigarette in his hand was gone, and there was no smell of tobacco on his body.

He walked to the bed and looked at Qiao Yue curled up on the bed, his eyes became complicated.

The bed was so big, but she was carefully curled up in the corner so small, it was distressing to watch.

Su Mingyuan lifted the quilt and went to bed, perhaps it was the action of lifting the quilt that startled Qiao Yue, who was not sleeping peacefully, she shrank and muttered softly: "Don't be angry, I didn't mean to." There was pleading in his tone.

Su Mingyuan's movements slammed suddenly, as if he had been stabbed by something, and a slight pain spread in the bottom of his heart.

It turned out that she was so afraid of him.

In the morning, when Qiao Yue woke up, Su Mingyuan had already left, Qiao Yue looked at the empty position beside her, and her heart was a little empty.

Qiao Yue sat up and suddenly found that she was sleeping in the middle of the bed, even close to the side where Su Mingyuan was sleeping, but she clearly remembered that she was sleeping on the side.

In fact, the bed in the bedroom was very large, but Qiao Yue was afraid that she would run into Su Mingyuan when she fell asleep, so no matter whether Su Mingyuan was there or not, she habitually leaned on the edge of the bed to sleep, just in case she fell asleep and ran into Su Mingyuan, which would make him unhappy.

It seems that she still has to pay attention to it, Qiao Yue thoughtfully lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

After getting out of bed, Qiao Yue did not rush to the bathroom to wash, but opened the drawer of the dresser and took out a medicine box from the innermost.

This is what she bought long before she moved into the valley villa, Qiao Yue looked at the words on the pill box, her eyes were calm, she knew that she couldn't get pregnant in this year.

"From now on, we are strangers from the end of the world, and we don't owe each other!" Su Mingyuan's words sounded in her mind again, Qiao Yue blinked her dry eyes, and gently pulled out a pill from the medicine box.

The small white pill lay quietly in her palm, as long as she ate it, she would not conceive Su Mingyuan's child.

Qiao Yue's heart twitched suddenly, and a kind of soreness dared to fill her eyes.

There was a cup on the bedside table, and there was half a cup of cold water left in it, which was the leftover from Su Mingyuan last night.

Qiao Yue walked over, picked up the cup, raised her hand and handed the pill to her mouth, she opened her mouth, paused, still put the pill in her mouth, and then took the cup and drank a sip of cold water.

The cold water slid into her stomach with the pill, Qiao Yue looked at the empty water cup and was a little stunned, when Su Mingyuan kissed, her lips were also as if they were touching the cold glass, cold and no temperature.

Qiao Yue retracted her thoughts, put the cup back on the bedside table, stood up and was about to put the medicine away, the bedroom door was suddenly opened, and Su Mingyuan's tall and cold figure appeared in Qiao Yue's sight.