Qiao Yue raised her head, just in time to meet Su Mingyuan's lowered eyes, her dark pupils looked more resolute and bright in the dark night, her delicate facial features, her thin lips pursed slightly, staring at this familiar and unfamiliar handsome face, Qiao Yue's eyes showed deep affection.

In the haze, Qiao Yue looked at Su Mingyuan with some obsession, and even forgot to blink her eyes, she really wanted to just lean on him quietly and never separate again.

A gust of wind blew, with a cool dew, Qiao Yue couldn't help but sneeze, and then she came back to her senses and found that the coat that was originally draped on her body had already fallen to the ground, and she was only wearing a thin silk pajamas.

Realizing the intimate posture between the two, Qiao Yue's heart jumped, and she hurriedly took two steps back and distanced herself from Su Mingyuan.

She bent down and picked up the coat that had fallen on the ground, and whispered thank you to Su Mingyuan, and then she didn't know what to say anymore.

Su Mingyuan felt some stinging pain on the back of his hand, he subconsciously clenched his palm, looked at Qiao Yue, who was thinly dressed, and said, "It's hard at night, go back." ”

Hearing Su Mingyuan's words, Qiao Yue's heart warmed, and she was just about to say something, when she heard Su Mingyuan continue: "I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, don't affect my work because of a cold." ”

The smile on the corner of Qiao Yue's mouth gradually condensed, it turned out that she was afraid that she would delay her work because of illness.

"I see, then I'll go up first." Qiao Yue's expression was a little dim, and her voice was a little low, but she tried her best not to show her emotions.

After Qiao Yue finished speaking, she walked towards the outside of the garden.

Looking at Qiao Yue's thin back, Su Mingyuan shook the hand that was stinging, stayed in the garden for a few minutes, and after making sure that Qiao Yue had returned to the room, he walked out of the garden unhurriedly.

Back in the house, although it was not early, Su Mingyuan did not go directly to the bedroom, but went to the study again.

He sat at his desk, staring at his hands in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the back of his white hand, a slender blood streak was shocking, which had just been scratched by a rose thorn in the garden.

The reason why he let Qiao Yue go first just now was because he didn't want her to see the injury on his hand, and he didn't want Qiao Yue to feel guilty because of the injury on his hand.

What he wants is never guilt, just like the gap between him and Qiao Yue, which made Qiao Yue's feelings for him change from love to guilt overnight, and he knew very well that Qiao Yue did not owe him.

But the funny thing is that now he can only use Qiao Yue's guilt towards him to keep her by his side.

Su Mingyuan clenched his fists tightly, and the wound that had already coagulated gradually oozing out a trace of blood, but he didn't feel it as if he didn't feel it.

After a long time, Su Mingyuan casually took out a disposable first-aid kit from the drawer next to him, opened it and took out the alcohol swab, hastily disinfected the wound, did not put a band-aid, threw the used disposable disinfection tool into the trash, and walked straight out.

Early the next morning, because she was going to City A on a business trip, Qiao Yue woke up earlier than usual.

When Su Mingyuan got up, she had already woken up, but she deliberately pretended to be asleep in order to stagger the time of going out with him, so he would have almost gone out.

Qiao Yue looked at the empty side for a while, then got up and got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash.

Qiao Yue was dressed neatly, took the suitcase she had prepared the night before, took a deep breath in the mirror, and turned around and walked out the door.

As soon as she came downstairs, Qiao Yue smelled a strong aroma of coffee.

Just when she thought she was hallucinating, she saw Su Mingyuan sitting upright at the dining room table, holding coffee with one hand and gently sliding the tablet resting on the side with the other, browsing something. 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.