Is this her home, is she still home?

Qiao Yue was distracted for a moment, but then she put away all her thoughts, then opened the car door and stepped out of the car.

Su Mingyuan was holding an umbrella outside, and the rain didn't hit her, but her body was still a little wet, it was wet from the rain when she was in the cemetery, and it didn't dry all the time.

Qiao Yue walked beside Su Mingyuan and walked towards the villa side by side with him.

In order not to let the rain hit Qiao Yue, Su Mingyuan deliberately tilted the umbrella in her direction, stretched out a hand, and gently wrapped it on her shoulder, wanting her to get closer to him.

Feeling Su Mingyuan's movements, Qiao Yue's body trembled slightly, usually there were more intimate movements between them, but today, her heart felt very complicated and uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the distance from the outside to the inside of the villa is not very far, just through a garden in front.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Qiao Yue walked in quickly, Su Mingyuan looked at Qiao Yue's somewhat strange behavior, his eyes deepened, but he didn't speak, put the umbrella on the umbrella stand, and walked in.

"I'll go upstairs and get dressed." Qiao Yue glanced at Su Mingyuan and whispered.

"Well, go ahead." Su Mingyuan nodded, and when he was just holding Qiao Yue's shoulder, he felt that the clothes under his palms were wet, and it was obviously raining.

"Take a hot bath by the way, be careful of colds, wash the dishes and come down to eat." Su Mingyuan added, his tone full of concern.

It's autumn now, and it's easy to catch a cold when it rains, let alone at night.

"Hmm." Qiao Yue nodded slightly, and walked upstairs.

From the corner of the stairs to the second floor, Su Mingyuan's figure could still be seen in the afterglow, and he saw that he was still standing there, looking up and quietly looking in her direction upstairs.

Qiao Yue didn't hesitate, pretended not to notice, and walked directly towards the bedroom.

Back in the bedroom, she put down her bag, but instead of going straight to the bathroom to shower, she took off her damp coat and sat down weakly on the sofa next to her.

The feeling of physical and mental exhaustion made her feel very tired, and she didn't want to move at all, and she didn't know if it was because she had experienced too many reasons today and was mentally stimulated, or because she hadn't eaten all the time, Qiao Yue felt a tumbling in her stomach and felt a little like vomiting.

After sitting on the sofa for a few minutes, Qiao Yue sighed, got up from the sofa mechanically, and then took her clothes into the bathroom.

In the bathroom, when the warm water washed over her body and took away the cold air from her limbs, Qiao Yue finally let out a long breath, and the whole person felt a trace of vitality.

She turned her face up, letting the water wash over her face, and closed her eyes, but her mind was her father's old face and disappointed eyes, which could not be removed.

The guilt hidden in the bottom of her heart, the mustard for that thing, the emotional tie for Su Mingyuan, the hurdle in her heart that she couldn't pass, all of this seemed to be like a group of fierce beasts, constantly tearing her heart, one moment this one prevailed, and the other one came out again.

Qiao Yue felt that her head was not stuffy, she pinched her eyebrows hard, opened her eyes violently, and turned off the shower.

After getting dressed, Qiao Yue bleried her hair in the bathroom, and then walked outside.

As soon as she reached the center of the room, her footsteps suddenly stopped, and she saw Su Mingyuan sitting on the sofa looking at herself. 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.