Chapter 1386 The Meaning of Tattoos (12)

"Oh." Su Yue nodded, and glanced at the girl next to Qiao Chen, she stood quietly beside him.

Su Yue thinks they are a good match, she can't tell why they are a match, that's how she feels.

"Then go get busy if you have something to do, I'll be leaving first." She waved to Qiao Chen.

Then he lifted his foot and walked past him.

Just two steps away, Qiao Chen suddenly called her, "Su Yue."

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

He frowned, with a hint of melancholy in his eyes, staring at Su Yue's small face, he was absent-minded 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 and left, and continued to listen to what the girl beside him was saying to him.

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

‘I’m the only one who can call Jojo from now on…’

After losing her thoughts for a while, Su Yue withdrew her gaze, took a deep breath, then pressed her lips tightly, and turned around.

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

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Su Yue went to the supermarket to buy ingredients for the candlelight dinner at night, and then took a taxi to the gate of Ming Ansheng's apartment complex.

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

She carried it with great difficulty, and limped towards the building of Ming Ansheng's house. When she reached the door of the unit, her electronic door key opened the door.

After being with Ming Ancheng, she came here several times, and Ming Ancheng personally cooked for her.

Ming Ancheng gave her a key and told her to come over anytime.

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

The bag is heavy because there are two bottles of red wine and a lot of fruit in it.

On a smoggy day, the light in the house is not very bright, and it is cleaned and tidy.

Su Yue felt very comfortable looking at it, every time she came here, she always felt this way.

Uncle Ming is much cleaner than her.

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

Then she brought the things she purchased from the supermarket to the kitchen.

Start preparing for the surprise.

I have never cooked before, and I rely entirely on searching methods on the Internet.

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 every step of the way, flustered.

The water in the pot was already boiling, she reached out and lifted the lid, and put the sliced ​​sashimi in it.

The fish fillet was filled with cornstarch, and when she poured it over like that, a big lump slipped in, and the water splashed out onto the back of Su Yue's hand. She was in pain, so she quickly retracted her hand.

"Hiss" her hand accidentally touched the edge of the pot again, the hot iron edge made her jump up.

The hot spot immediately turned red.

She hurriedly rinsed it with cold water for a while, and the water in the pot boiled so badly that it was steaming.

Su Yue quickly glanced at the phone screen, ignoring the pain from the burn on her hand, and followed the steps from the search.

She was wearing Ming Ancheng's apron, which reached below her knees.

After a meal was finished, Su Yue's white and tender hands were scalded with bruises everywhere, showing that they were scalded by water, and then by oil.

When she was done, she began to set the table, two candles, wine glasses and knives and forks were put away.