Chapter 664 (1/2)

At first hearing the doorbell, Ling Yue thought it was next door. After all, there were few guests here. In the past, Qiao Aiwen loved to run here every so often. Since she went to the United States, she has never been here again.

Lying on the bed, Ling Yue thought that the doorbell outside rang one after another. After five or six seconds, Ling Yue realized that if it was the doorbell next door, he would not hear it so clearly.

He turned over and got out of bed. He turned on the light all the way out to the door. He followed the cat's eye and looked out. He didn't see anything, so he had to open the door directly.

When the door was half an arm wide, no one was seen, but there was a rustle behind the door. Ling Yue went out in his slippers and turned to see a familiar figure with his back to her. He was bending over to take what he had put on the ground.

Ling Yue's astonishment was very obvious. He stood still.

Qiao Aiwen turned around and dressed up for leisure. Gucci's Dionysus bag straddled in front of her. She was carrying a big bag in one hand and a pastry box in the other. She looked at Ling Yue as usual and said, ”you can take the rest, but I'm exhausted.”

As she spoke, she pushed past him and walked in, familiar with the road.

Ling Yue feels in a trance that he should be dreaming. How long has he not seen Qiao Aiwen come to find him? How long has it been since I saw this familiar expression on her face?

Qiao Aiwen put her things on the tea table in the living room. Turning around, she saw Ling Yue poking at the door. She raised her voice a little and said, ”why? You want me to take them all? ”

Ling Yue heard the sound and saw that they were in the door and out the door, three or four meters away. She stood under the light with clear eyebrows. It was her, it was her, little Fuwa with two balls.

A few seconds later, Ling Yue did not open his eyes, walked behind the door, picked up two cases of beer and came in.

Qiao Aiwen stands beside the tea table and stoops to take out all the things in the big bag. They are all good takeout. Ling Yueli looks at her not far away and finally takes the initiative to say, ”how are you here?”

In fact, the bottom of his heart has already turned over the river, and what he wants to say is that you have finally come, but when the words come to his mouth, it is a face that is neither cold nor hot, asking a word that is neither salty nor bland.

Qiao Aiwen didn't look at her. She took out all the eight dishes, then removed the lid one by one, and said, ”can't you come? The legs are on me. I'll come if I want to

Ling Yue suddenly has a sour nose and wants to cry. It's not because he's angry, but because he's too familiar with it. He hasn't heard it for a long time. He has the illusion of recovering from it.

Food is ready, chopsticks are set for him, Qiao Aiwen this just side head look at him, ”come to eat, don't I feed you?”

Ling Yue stood still and didn't say a word. Their eyes were opposite each other. Qiao Aiwen felt sad when she saw his eyes full of red blood. She tried to restrain herself and asked, ”are you crying secretly?”

Thin lips light open, Ling Yue back soon: ”No.”

Qiao Aiwen said, ”you look like Sima Zhao when you feel guilty.”

After all, they have known each other for a long time, and they know each other's speaking habits. If he didn't cry, he would not deny it so quickly.

After being exposed, Ling Yue didn't open her eyes without any trace. It's not embarrassment. He just didn't want her to see it. After a moment's silence, he said, ”I left Xiehe for personal reasons. You don't have to bear the burden in your heart.”

Qiao AI Wen smell speech, a dirty words rush out, the mouth has already opened, can see him a light color household clothes, slender body, white face under the light, red eyes, she is still distressed.

Calm down. This is his virtue. Don't tell her the same thing.