The setting sun was setting, and the afterglow of the setting sun shrouded his body, gilding his tall and handsome body with a warm golden light.

He tilted his head slightly, half of his perfect facial features were shrouded in shadows, and one side was revealed in the light, and the whole person looked like a noble god descending from heaven, inviolable.

For the first time, Su Mingyuan felt that time passed so slowly, so slow that he felt like a year.

Thinking of Qiao Yue, who was busy in the kitchen, she wore an apron and lowered her head in front of the stove to stir the soup, raising her hand from time to time to pull her long hair down, her movements were casual but unusually graceful.

Su Mingyuan's mood at this time was like a husband waiting to come home from work, looking forward to preparing a hot meal at home.

Wife?

Su Mingyuan's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously raised his right hand and covered his chest, where the throbbing had not yet calmed down.

When he was approaching, he never thought of starting a family, because he lost the person he loved, and he wanted the girl he would be with all his life.

And now, when he met Qiao Yue again, he subconsciously regarded Qiao Yue as his wife.

No, even earlier, when he was a teenager, when he met the girl who smiled at him in the sun, he had already finished his life with her in his mind.

He wants to be with Qiao Yue, go on all the time, and get old.

It's just that, after all, the heavens will not fulfill people's wishes.

Su Mingyuan looked into the distance, and the sadness in his eyes seemed to be a little thicker.

He turned his head to look to the west, where the sunset seemed to have stopped all along, with no downward trend.

Su Mingyuan didn't want to wait any longer, although it wasn't the usual time for him to go home, and it wasn't dinner time, Qiao Yue's meal might not be ready yet, but he didn't want to wait any longer.

He wanted to go back sooner and get back to her.

Su Mingyuan turned around and strode downstairs, his steps seemed a little impatient, as if there was something particularly urgent waiting for him to complete.

From Jingshan Villa to Xigu Villa, it only takes a few minutes to drive, not to mention that Su Mingyuan is still driving so fast.

Standing at the door of the valley villa, Su Mingyuan's heart was beating a little fast, just like every time he went to see Qiao Yue eight years ago, he was excited but pretended not to care.

I didn't expect him to feel like that again after so long.

Su Mingyuan looked at the kitchen window, there was no Qiao Yue there, and his heart was a little lost.

Did she go out?

Su Mingyuan walked into the villa quickly, and as soon as he pushed open the door of the living room, he saw Qiao Yue standing in front of the refrigerator, wearing an apron around her body, and the refrigerator door was open, obviously looking for something.

She held the refrigerator door with one hand, poked her head out, and when she saw Su Mingyuan, Qiao Yue's face showed a look of surprise.

"You're back." Qiao Yue's tone was a little nervous, she didn't expect Su Mingyuan to come back so early, she hadn't prepared dinner yet.

Seeing Qiao Yue, Su Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and the stone in his heart seemed to fall to the ground.

He subconsciously slowed down his pace and glanced at Qiao Yue with a faint face.

"Hmm." He responded, and after a while seemed to think that something was wrong, he added, "Today's work is finished early." ”

After speaking, Qiao Yue and Su Mingyuan were stunned at the same time.

Was he explaining this to himself?

A little joy gradually rose in Qiao Yue's heart, her eyes seemed to brighten a lot all of a sudden, and the corners of her mouth curved in an arc that she didn't even notice. 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.