This gentle touch moved her almost to tears, and she felt the warmth greedily, wanting to remember it.

Qiao Yue gave up resistance, almost indulging in this unreal tenderness.

Suddenly, there was a chill on her body, and Qiao Yue opened her eyes violently.

She knew what was going to happen next, and she subconsciously wanted to resist.

"Su Mingyuan, what are you going to do?" She asked in a low voice as she grabbed the large, restless hand.

Su Mingyuan stopped suddenly, raised his head, and looked at her with a dark gaze.

"What to do? Doing what we are supposed to do, of course. His voice was hoarse, as if he was suppressing something.

"You, you're drunk." Qiao Yue Sheng said.

Su Mingyuan's gaze swept over her slightly red and swollen lips, looking at her watery eyes, her thin lips opened slightly, "You'll know if I'm drunk in a while." ”

After speaking, his body turned over, and his hand was forced.

Qiao Yue let out a low snort, and the whole person went from bottom to top, swapped with Su Mingyuan, and lay on top of him......

When he got up in the morning, Su Mingyuan didn't know when he had left.

Qiao Yue lay on the bed, looking at the vacant position on the right, a little distracted.

The ache in her body reminded her of what had happened last night, and she slowly reached out to touch the blank space next to her.

There seemed to be residual warmth on the sheets, and Qiao Yue turned sideways and buried her face in it.

A familiar smell came from the tip of his nose, which was the breath of Su Mingyuan's body.

is obviously the closest person and doing the most intimate things, but she and Su Mingyuan seem so alienated and indifferent.

The bitterness gradually spread in her heart, and Qiao Yue felt a sour feeling under her eyes, and a warm liquid gradually accumulated.

She turned around sharply and lay flat on the bed, her eyes wide open, looking at the snow-white ceiling, trying to force the tears back.

However, the patterns on the ceiling gradually blurred, and hot tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, soaked into the black hair, and disappeared.

Qiao Yue closed her eyes tightly, and after a long time, the sourness in her heart gradually subsided.

She sat up from the bed, picked up the pajamas scattered around her and put them on her body, and walked barefoot towards the bathroom.

After taking a simple shower and washing up, Qiao Yue came out of the bathroom.

Today is going to the company, she sits at the dresser, smearing skin care products while thinking about the clothes she will wear today.

Suddenly, she noticed that on the phone next to her, the blue signal light was flashing, indicating that there were unread messages.

Qiao Yue gently patted the remaining essence on the back of her hand before picking up her phone and clicking on it.

As soon as she saw the number on the phone screen, Qiao Yue's heart couldn't help but beat up.

It was Su Mingyuan's mobile phone number, even if she deliberately didn't save her name, but she was familiar with this number, and she knew it was Su Mingyuan's at a glance.

Qiao Yue's finger slid on the phone, and then clicked on the message.

When she saw the content of the message, her heart cooled.

"From today until the end of the contract, you are not allowed to use the previous things or wear the previous clothes, I hope you remember your current identity, as my Su Mingyuan's woman, I don't want you to lose my Su Mingyuan's face."

Qiao Yue looked at the information on the phone word by word, her eyes were a little sour, and her hands were clutching the phone, because of the force, her fingertips and bone joints were grayish.

Remember who you are now...... I don't want you to lose my face Su Mingyuan......

Qiao Yue stared at her phone for a minute before her long eyelashes fluttered.

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