Qiao Anhao didn't dare to see Lu Jinnian at all, but just lowered her head and let her long hair cover her face.

Her eyes were a little hot several times, and she pressed them down several times. Until her hair was blown dry, she took a deep breath, tied her hair casually, and said in a normal tone: "I'll go and see if Ma Chen's dinner is ready."

Then he walked out of the bedroom.

Qiao Anhao came to the kitchen. Mother Chen had already cooked the dishes. The fire was boiling hot on the fire. A buzzing sound came from inside. Mother Chen was squatting in front of the trash can and peeling the garlic cloves. Seeing that Qiao Anhao came over, he immediately spoke out and said, "Madam, the supper is ready soon. Mr. Lu can wash his hands."

Qiao Anhao nodded, walked to the gas stove, stretched out his head, and looked at the scalding inside. He clearly saw the ribs and corn, but he still asked, "What kind of soup is it boiled?"

Chen's mother said: "Corn rib soup."

"It smells very fragrant." Qiao Anhao praised, but didn't know if it was impacted by the heat of the soup, and two tears fell and smashed into the casserole.

Qiao Anhao hurriedly raised his hand and touched his tears. While Chen's mother didn't notice it, she left a sentence "I'll call him for dinner" and walked out of the kitchen.

Qiao Anhao did not go upstairs, but shouted "Eat" to the open door of the second floor bedroom, and then walked into the public bathroom on the first floor. She locked the door and stood in front of the bathroom. She saw that her eyes were red in the mirror and she was a little scary.

She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help but she couldn't help but flow down until the bathroom door was knocked twice, and Lu Jinnian's voice came: "Qiao Qiao?"

Qiao Anhao closed her eyes and took a deep breath, shouted "Immediately" to the door, then turned on the faucet, held a handful of water, and threw it on his face. He stayed silent for a minute. When his emotions stabilized, he turned off the faucet, picked up the towel beside him, wiped his face clean, and walked out.

In the restaurant, Lu Jinnian sat in his usual seat. Chen's mother was serving soup. When she saw her coming in, she thoughtfully pulled her chair out.

Qiao Anhao sat opposite Lu Jinnian, took Chen Ma's soup, said "Thank you" softly, then lowered her head and started drinking the soup.

She and Lu Jinnian had eaten many times together. During the meal, they didn't communicate much, so the table was a little quiet. Qiao An was not in a good appetite, but she still forced herself to eat something. Later, she still couldn't bear it and put down her chopsticks.

Lu Jinnian, who was sitting opposite, glanced at the meal that had hardly moved in her bowl, and frowned: "Don't have a good appetite? Or is the food inappropriate?"

Chen's mother, who was standing aside, also said, "Madam, what do you want to eat? I'll cook it again for you now."

Qiao Anhao's eyes felt sore, and tears almost came out. She lowered her eyes. After ten seconds, she raised her head and smiled miserably at Lu Jinnian. Her tone was calm: "I ate a little too much at noon. I'm not hungry now. Let's eat later."

Lu Jinnian nodded, but did not force her. Qiao An got up. When he walked out of the restaurant, he heard Lu Jinnian say to Chen's mother: "Mrs. You can cook some porridge now. Wait until she is hungry and drink it. Don't let her eat the hot leftovers."

Joan's nice fingertips trembled and he walked away quickly.
Chapter completed!