love addiction

Chen Qiuhua narrowed his eyes, showing some ambiguous attitude, "Go back, listen to my advice, give her some time, don't force her, I'm afraid it will backfire."

Maybe her words had an effect, or maybe Long Yejue was really tired.

He finally gave up knocking on the door, bid farewell to Chen Qiuhua, and left.

Tang Mianmian was bored in the room for a long time before opening the door, her face was a little pale, and she called Chen Qiuhua softly, "Mom."

"Come out? Want to eat? I'll make it for you right away." Chen Qiuhua said quickly, afraid that she would be hungry.

Tang Mianmian shook her head, looked at the closed door, her eyes darkened.

Seeing her like that, Chen Qiuhua couldn't help sighing, and comforted him, "It's not fair to him that you avoid him like this."

"I know."

Doesn't she know it's unfair to him?

But... She was afraid that not only would she not be able to help him, but she would also become a burden to him, and this love would be too heavy.

"If you insist on leaving, make a decision early." Chen Qiuhua said something, and then returned to the kitchen.

Tang Mianmian stared blankly at the door for a long time before returning to her own room and continuing to lock herself in her own world.

She didn't feel sleepy at all, just kept her eyes open, staring at the window in a daze.

What she held in her arms was the kissing puppet he gave her, but the puppet couldn't replace the warmth he gave her. The tighter she hugged her, the colder she felt.

After a while, there were rustling sounds outside the window.

At first she thought it was brought by the night wind, but after a while, the rustling sound became louder and louder, and something seemed to be floating outside the window.

Tang Mianmian was startled, got up holding the puppet, walked carefully to the window, opened the curtain and looked out.

Suddenly a face popped out of the window, Tang Mianmian screamed in fright, and stepped back several times.

But the people outside began to knock on the window, the sound was very small, but he tried his best, "Open the window!"

"..."

This voice...is Long Yejue!
Tang Mianmian suddenly had a headache.

This is the fifth floor!The fifth floor!
Is this guy dying!

She quickly dropped the puppet and went to open the window for him. Long Yejue was leaning on the window, which was extremely thrilling.

As soon as she opened the window, he jumped in quickly, rubbing his sore arms, "If you open it later, I will become a meatloaf."

"Are you crazy?" Tang Mianmian gasped, seemingly still in shock.

Long Yejue went to her bed, feeling a little exhausted, "Who told you not to open the door for me."

"I won't open the door for you, and you don't want to climb the window. This is the fifth floor. What if something happens?"

The man glanced at her lazily, "You should open the door if you are afraid that I will have an accident."

"..."

Is this man still unreasonable?

She is not angry now, nor is she angry.

When he had enough rest, she calmed down a bit, "Your leg is injured, although it is almost healed, but you must not do such a dangerous thing, next time it is like this, I will really ignore you .”

"Okay, don't be angry, is it okay if I don't do this next time? I can't help it, who told you not to open the door for me, and I want to see you again, so I can only take risks." Long Yejue walked over and held the door She comforted her in her arms.

To make her happy is more important than anything else.

Tang Mianmian gave him a helpless look before throwing off his handle and going into the bathroom.

Long Yejue thought she was angry and was thinking about how to persuade her, but she came out with a hot towel and squatted down in front of him, "I'll give you a hot compress for your injured leg."

She took the initiative to show her favor, so Long Yejue was naturally eager to stand up and take off the belt...

Seeing his action, Tang Mianmian blushed, and quickly stopped, "I'll give you a hot compress on your calf, why are you taking off your belt?"

"I wore two, but I couldn't untie them, so I had to take them off."

"..."

Why...you want to...propose...the idiotic suggestion of warming his wound! !
Long Yejue enjoyed her service leisurely, making painful expressions from time to time in exchange for her sympathy.

Things like climbing stairs are prevaricated.

After [-] minutes of hot compress, Long Yejue couldn't bear to make her tired, so he said, "I don't feel much anymore, so I don't need hot compress."

"Do it twice." Tang Mianmian was still worried about him after all.

Long Yejue sat on the bed, looked down, and rarely saw Welfare, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and couldn't help being distracted, "No, wife, your posture makes me a little impulsive."

"Impulse?" Tang Mianmian didn't understand, and looked up at him suspiciously.

Long Yejue used his eyes to signal somewhere that he was impulsive, and in the next moment, she smashed the towel that was supposed to be on his leg, on his face.

Long Yejue chuckled, put the towel aside, and hurried to coax the little woman whose face changed, "I'm just joking, don't be angry."

Tang Mianmian's cheeks were flushed and his whole body was hot. As soon as he hugged him, he began to feel uncomfortable, and always thought of some ambiguous images.

How about saying that those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black.

After being with Long Yejue for a long time, his thoughts seem to be impure.

Tang Mianmian originally wanted to urge him to go back, but the man lay on her bed with a faceless face and refused to leave.

For a while, he said that his hands hurt, and for a while he said that his feet hurt, and finally he just lay on the bed and pretended to be dead.

Tang Mianmian knew that she couldn't drive him away, so she could only sigh silently, and then lay beside him. Before she could speak, someone who was pretending to be dead quickly turned around and hugged her tightly.

"Aren't you asleep!" Tang Mianmian glared at him angrily.

Long Yejue closed his eyes and hummed, "That's right, you're disturbing me, shh, don't talk."

"Go back when you wake up!" She repeated the old story.

Long Yejue definitely didn't want to, so he put his legs across hers, and said brazenly, "I'm here to sleep with my daughter! You can't stop me from developing a relationship with her."

"..."

He has too many crooked ways, and she is no match at all.

And it's not just that, I thought he would be peaceful, but when she was about to fall asleep, his hands began to restless.

Tang Mianmian opened her eyes suddenly, "Didn't you say you were tired?"

"Holding you will suddenly make you feel less tired."

"If you try again, I will drive you out, believe it or not?" She threatened viciously.

Long Yejue didn't take it seriously, "You drove me out, and I climbed the window again, do you believe it?"

In the end, she was defeated and could only let the man eat tofu.

As you eat, the taste changes.

But this time, he didn't really want her, which surprised Tang Mianmian.

Long Yejue was a hungry wolf, but at the last moment he resisted and rushed into the bathroom to take a shower to reduce the fire, which surprised Tang Mianmian.

When he calmed down and came out and hugged her again, Tang Mianmian couldn't help but sneer, "I told you to go but you didn't go. I'm here for nothing. I really asked for it."

"That's right, I asked for it myself." He said casually.

Tang Mianmian glared at him.

But he smiled and whispered in her ear, "When my daughter is born, I will have to make it up."

Tang Mianmian bit her lip and squeezed him secretly.

The man snorted, his eyes became hot, "Honey, don't pinch, I'm going to take a cold shower again in a while."

"..."

Let her play dead!
****
After reuniting with Tang Mianmian, Long Yejue was naturally in high spirits.

And the necklace designed by Tang Mianmian has already been made, and the first one is naturally given to the designer as a souvenir.

When Jane Eyre handed it to Tang Mianmian, she was overjoyed and stroked every part of the necklace carefully, "I didn't expect it to be so delicate."

She thought that a new designer, and it was her first design, would definitely not be as good as expected, so she was mentally prepared.

But when Jane Eyre handed it to her, she was amazed.

This workmanship can be seen to be of the top level!

Jane Eyre said proudly, "I am looking for first-class craftsmen, and they are all my acquaintances."

"That's great, thank you, Sister Jane Eyre." Tang Mianmian said gratefully.

To her, Jane Eyre is the noble person in her life.

"I only did what I should do, why should you thank me?" Jane Eyre deserved it, after all, this was what Long Yejue meant, and she just sat down as Long Yejue ordered.

But acting like this is really tiring. I really hope that the big boss and his wife will reconcile as soon as possible, so that she doesn't have to pretend so hard.

"No matter what, I still want to thank you, you are the bole in my life!" Tang Mianmian raised his water glass and toasted her.

Jane Eyre accepted it with a smile, and said, "This time I'm looking for big companies, have you seen the LOGO above? It's very delicate, it's several grades higher at first glance, because it's the first one you designed, so You can’t take the high-end route yet, start with the popularity first, and when the time comes, you will be able to do professional customized jewelry design.”

"Well, I understand." If she can design something, she is already very satisfied, and she doesn't expect to go that far.

But Jane Eyre is so confident, she seems to be infected, as if she has seen the day when she will become famous.

"The name of this company is quite interesting." Tang Mianmian flipped through the company profile.

The above are just a few words, but they can already explain everything.

The company name is even more interesting.

SWEET.

The homophonic translation is Sweet, but the Chinese characters are sweet.

It does sound like the design concept for this time, my love.

Jane Eyre gave her a brief introduction, "This company is also newly opened, and its market positioning is aimed at young people, so it needs some girly style, and this concept fits perfectly with your design, very well coordinated."

"It can be seen." Tang Mianmian smiled lightly, as if her heart had also become sweeter.

She still remembers that when she was a child, someone nicknamed her Sweet Honey.

TMM, Tang Mianmian.

They all have the same initial consonant, and the pronunciation is also somewhat similar. This may be a kind of destiny in the dark.

Just like her acquaintance with Long Yejue, it was only a one in a million chance, but they just met.

If she didn't go to Su Shijie's engagement party, wouldn't she have met Long Yejue?What will not happen, let alone marry him?

In fact, it seems that this is true, but where are there so many ifs?
On the way back, she walked slowly along the street, watching this season of revival of all things, embellishing the city.

Tang Mianmian also slowly walked out of the grayness before, and began to accept the fact that her father had left.

After turning the next corner, you can see the neighborhood where you live. Tang Mianmian quickened her pace, wanting to share this joy with her mother as soon as possible, and wanted to give her the first necklace.

When turning the corner, there was a low howl from behind, and a black car rushed towards Tang Mianmian at an extremely fast speed and with a purpose.

At this time, Tang Mianmian didn't notice the situation behind him at all.