Because since she first ate a spoonful of porridge, she didn't take a second bite, but kept stirring the porridge in the bowl with a spoon, looking preoccupied.

"Ah, no, it's delicious." Qiao Yue glanced at Su Mingyuan, only to realize that she was distracted, lowered her head and continued to eat porridge.

The long eyelashes hang down, blocking the complex emotions under the eyes.

Su Mingyuan couldn't see that Qiao Yue was in front of him, or he was perfunctory.

"If it doesn't taste good, don't eat it, eat something else." Su Mingyuan said live.

There were many dishes on the table, all of which Qiao Yue liked to eat, and these were all made by Su Mingyuan and instructed Aunt Liu.

"It's delicious." Qiao Yue raised her head and glanced at him, smiled slightly, lowered her head and continued to eat porridge.

Su Mingyuan didn't speak, just looked at him silently, and after a long time, he picked up the bowl and ate it.

Soon, Qiao Yue's bowl of porridge was finished.

"I'm full." Qiao Yue said, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and stood up.

Su Mingyuan almost hadn't eaten anything, he glanced at Qiao Yue, except for the bowl of porridge, the other dishes didn't move at all, and his brows furrowed subconsciously.

"I'll go upstairs to rest, you eat slowly." After Qiao Yue finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the outside of the restaurant.

"Is there something wrong with you?" Su Mingyuan looked at Qiao Yue's figure and put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand.

Qiao Yue listened to his words, and her body shook, but she didn't turn her head.

She didn't want to talk to Su Mingyuan about those things now, maybe her heart was also deliberately avoiding this matter, at least today she didn't want to talk about it.

Qiao Yue turned around slowly, her gaze a little tangled, but she soon regained her calm appearance.

"I'm a little tired and want to go up and sleep." Qiao Yue said softly, but there was obviously a hint of coldness.

Su Mingyuan saw it, Qiao Yue didn't want to say it, even if he wanted to know what happened to her, he wouldn't force her.

"Well, there you go." Su Mingyuan nodded, looked at Qiao Yue and said.

Qiao Yue glanced at him, her eyes were a little complicated, and she turned around and walked out of the restaurant after a long time, walking upstairs.

Su Mingyuan re-opened the bowl, picked up the chopsticks, and looked at the dishes on the table, but he had no appetite.

He stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed a braised prawn in front of Qiao Yue, which Qiao Yue liked to eat, so he deliberately put it in front of her when he was arranging the plate, but she didn't eat a bite, and she didn't even look at it.

The shrimp is very flavorful, and it is Aunt Liu's specialty, but when eaten in Su Mingyuan's mouth at this time, it tastes like chewing wax, and it has no taste at all.

Su Mingyuan sat at the table, tasted a little bit of every dish on the plate, and sat alone at the table with the white rice in the bowl.

The fluorescent lamp chandelier above his head shone on his body, casting a lonely silhouette, indescribable loneliness and loneliness.

After eating, I went upstairs, pushed open the bedroom door and walked in.

The light in the bedroom was still on, but Qiao Yue had already fallen asleep.

To be exact, she was lying on the bed, facing inward, leaning forward, Su Mingyuan didn't know if she was really asleep.

He walked in, stood on the edge of the bed, glanced at Qiao Yue who was lying on the bed, and turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

Qiao Yue's eyes were slightly closed, and her fluttering eyelashes showed that she was not asleep, she just didn't want to face Su Mingyuan because she didn't know what to say to him. 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.