"Oh." Su Yue nodded, and her eyes swept over the girl beside Qiao Chen, who stood quietly beside him.

Su Yue felt that they were a good match, she couldn't tell why they were compatible, she felt like this.

"Then you have something to do, you can get busy, I'll go first." She waved her hand at Qiao Chen.

Then he walked past him with his feet up.

Just two steps away, Qiao Chen suddenly opened his mouth and called her, "Su Yue." ”

"Huh?" Su Yue stopped and turned her head to look at Qiao Chen suspiciously.

He frowned, there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes, staring at Su Yue's little face, he lost his mind for a moment, and then a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Goodbye." ”

Su Yuejin pursed her lips and nodded, "Goodbye." ”

Qiao Chen smiled, then turned to leave, and continued to listen to what the girl next to him said.

Su Yue could see his side face and feel that he was smiling.

'Jojo is the only one I can call ...... in the future'

After thinking for a while, Su Yue retracted her gaze, took a deep breath, then pursed her lips tightly and turned around.

Qiao Chen, we are all the same, we will all be happy.

……

Su Yue went to the supermarket to buy the ingredients for the candlelight dinner in the evening, and then took a taxi to the door of Ming Ansheng's apartment community.

The large shopping bag in her hand did not match her petite figure at all.

She carried it with great difficulty, limped to the building of Ming Ansheng's house, and when she arrived at the door of the unit, her electronic door key opened the door.

After being with Ming Ansheng, she came here a few times, and Ming Ansheng personally cooked for her.

Ming Ansheng gave her a key and told her to come over at any time.

Finally arrived, opened the door, Su Yue put the bag on the ground, tired and panting.

The bag was heavy as there were two bottles of red wine in it, and a lot of fruit.

On a hazy day, the light in the house is not very bright, and the cleaning is clean and tidy.

Su Yue looked very comfortable in her heart, every time she came, she felt like this.

Uncle Ming is much cleaner than her.

Su Yue glanced at the living room, then took off her coat, reached out to open the door of the shoe cabinet, took out her slippers from inside, and put them on.

Then she brought the things she had bought from the supermarket to the kitchen.

Start preparing for the surprise.

Never cooked and relied entirely on online search methods.

After making all the preparations, Su Yue went to the sofa to watch TV for a while, set the alarm clock and fell asleep before proceeding to the next step.

She glanced at her phone at every step, scrambling.

The water in the pot was already boiling, and she reached out to lift the lid and put the sliced sashimi inside.

The fish fillet was added with cornstarch, and as soon as she poured it, a large lump of water slipped in, and the water splashed out and splashed onto the back of Su Yue's hand.

The "hiss" hand accidentally touched the edge of the pot again, and the hot iron edge, she jumped up.

The one that was burned immediately turned red.

She hurriedly washed it with cold water for a while, and the water in the pot was boiling so much that it was bubbling with mist.

Su Yue hurriedly glanced at the screen of her mobile phone, ignoring the pain of the burns on her hands, and followed the steps from the search.

She wore Ming Ansheng's apron, down below her knees.

When the meal was ready, Su Yue's white and tender little hands were hot and wounded everywhere, showing that they were scalded by water, and later scalded by oil.

When she was done, she set up the table, two candles, wine glasses, and a knife and fork.

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