Su Mingyuan came out of the bathroom, wearing a black silk nightgown, holding a snow-white towel in his hand, and was wiping the water from his hair.

Qiao Yue almost lost her mind, as Gong Lele said, Su Mingyuan is really too handsome, simply put, he is handsome, it seems too superficial, but the kind of temperament from the inside out, and the cold soul and handsome appearance are natural, but people can't take their eyes off.

Su Mingyuan noticed something, he paused in the action of wiping his hair, and turned his head to look at Qiao Yue, Qiao Yue was arrested, and his eyes suddenly met Su Mingyuan's gaze.

Touching Su Mingyuan's profound gaze, Qiao Yue subconsciously lowered her head, and picked up the mobile phone she had just put aside, and in a panic, she didn't notice that the mobile phone was reversed.

Su Mingyuan looked at the little woman sitting on the sofa, suddenly blushed and didn't know what was wrong, his good-looking eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

"Go take a shower." Su Mingyuan's deep and cold voice sounded in the room.

When this sentence was said, the two of them were stunned for a moment at the same time, once upon a time, this simple sentence turned into a hint of joy between them, Su Mingyuan wiped his hair vigorously with some annoyance, and looked away from Qiao Yue, who suddenly froze.

When she heard this, Qiao Yue's body subconsciously froze, and the scene in the lounge of the office last night flashed in her mind, and her face was a little white.

The little joy that came from a bowl of noodles disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by an empty sense of loss and bitter self-deprecation.

Qiao Yue didn't speak, and it took a few seconds before she got up from the sofa, then silently took her clothes and walked towards the bathroom.

She knew what was next, and it was her obligation as Su Mingyuan's woman.

The bathroom door was closed, Su Mingyuan threw away the towel in his hand with some irritation, he opened the door and walked in the direction of the stairs.

The headlights in the living room had been turned off by Qiao Yue, and there was still a small light in the kitchen.

Su Mingyuan went down the stairs and walked through the living room to the kitchen, he opened the door and took out a wine bottle and a glass, poured himself a glass, and then stood in the kitchen with the wine glass, drinking slowly.

Suddenly, Su Mingyuan's gaze fell on the trash can on the side, there were not many things in the trash can, only a few vegetable leaves and egg shells, which should have been thrown in by Qiao Yue when he was cooking noodles just now.

There are some chopped green onions scattered on the egg shell, and the green green onion flowers fall on the white egg shell, which is particularly obvious.

Su Mingyuan's hand holding the wine glass tightened suddenly, and a strange feeling crossed his heart, bringing bursts of tingling pain, he stared at those green onions for a long time before looking away, and then took the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

It turned out that she remembered them all.

When Qiao Yue came out of the bathroom, she didn't see Su Mingyuan, she looked around carefully and made sure that Su Mingyuan was not in the room, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

She stepped aside, picked up the hair dryer and began to blow her hair, and when her hair was almost dry, she turned off the hair dryer and heard the sound of the door opening behind her.

Qiao Yue turned around and saw Su Mingyuan pushing the door in from outside.

As soon as Su Mingyuan opened the door, he saw Qiao Yue standing there looking at him in a daze, he paused when he entered the door, and then walked in and closed the door.

Su Mingyuan walked to the window without saying a word and sat down, looking a little strange.