love addiction

Tang Mianmian sensed the desire in Long Yejue's eyes, and said quickly, "I'm so tired, I don't want it anymore."

Long Yejue hooked his lips into a smile, he was very elf, "Okay, I'll let you go first, I'm also afraid of crashing the plane."

Tang Mianmian, "..."

She will never mention the word "crash" again. This Long Yejue is just acting good after getting a bargain!
That's how capitalists exploit people!
Tang Mianmian went to the bathroom in the plane to tidy herself up briefly, and when she came out again, she happened to see two waiters smiling lowly.

Feeling ugly all of a sudden, she lowered her head and returned to the sofa, looking out the window in silence.

Long Yejue still looks so high-spirited, looking at the information with high spirits, as if the love just now didn't affect her at all.

Tang Mianmian felt extremely uncomfortable. She had made a mistake and had no dignity just now.

Why do you sink yourself?

However, what she also understood was that it would be difficult for anyone who fell in love with Long Yejue not to be fascinated.

Long Yejue, who was reading the documents, suddenly felt that his surroundings were so quiet. He looked sideways and saw Tang Mianmian's slightly pursed lips and frowning brows.

He felt depressed, and asked displeasedly, "Tang Mianmian, who are you showing your face to?"

Long Yejue suddenly made a sound, which made Tang Mianmian stunned for a moment, and then she smiled, faced Long Yejue, and said softly, "I didn't, you read it wrong."

"Do you think I'm blind?" Long Yejue asked with gritted teeth.

Tang Mianmian was speechless for a while, why did this man suddenly become so difficult again!

Damn, she's in a bad mood, can't she laugh even if she doesn't want to?
Tang Mianmian leaned against the sofa, trying not to disturb him.

It was still several hours before we arrived in Hawaii, Tang Mianmian gradually fell asleep, and Long Yejue was no longer impatient and irritable.

When Tang Mianmian woke up again, she was already in a luxurious room.

It is still the ancient European decoration style, completely a Long Yejue style of luxury.

She thought, could this be Long Yejue's villa in Hawaii? !

This person won't be rich to this point, right?
Just wondering, Tang Mianmian got up and walked out the door. Outside was a long corridor, which was also decorated in an ancient European style, elegant and grand.

After going down the spiral staircase, Tang Mianmian saw the luxurious and grand style in the hall. She thought to herself, after all, rich people are rich, and they are always so extravagant wherever they go.

Some servants in the hall seemed to be tidying up, and they were all Westerners. Tang Mianmian guessed that they could not speak Chinese, so he just stood there silently.

Long Yejue came in from the outside. He seemed to have just finished making a phone call. When he saw Tang Mianmian in the lobby, he walked towards her and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Ah?" Tang Mianmian hadn't realized it yet, probably because he was too engrossed in watching it.

She nodded, she was indeed a little hungry.

But Long Yejue raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I'm hungry too!"

Tang Mianmian, "..."

She thought Long Yejue would say, I'll take you to dinner, but this guy just said that!
And the way he looked at him was basically the rhythm of waiting for her to serve him.

What did she just say?Does Long Yejue care about her?Let her go to SHI!
Tang Mianmian gritted her teeth and walked towards what looked like the kitchen. There were people busy inside, and they were all cooking Western-style meals. Tang Mianmian couldn't cook, so she had to turn back and sit on the sofa to enjoy the food. Long Yejue, "Someone is already doing it."

"It was made by someone else, I want to eat yours!" Long Yejue glanced at Tang Mianmian arrogantly.

There is a line of words clearly written on the face, I just want to bully you!

Tang Mianmian's cheeks twitched, and she silently said a cruel word in her heart, Long Yejue, you are cruel!
She asked nicely, "What do you want to eat?"

"spaghetti!"

"--Won't!"

"Can't learn!"

Tang Mianmian had to step on it extremely hard to hold back her temper that was about to go crazy, turned around and walked to the kitchen.

Spaghetti, spaghetti, spaghetti girl!
She had no choice but to make pasta according to the method she remembered. When it was served, the hall outside was already different.

In the center of the hall, there is a huge wedding photo, which is the one they used for their engagement before.

And on the long table in the hall, there are full of roses.

Those are the same roses as the Imperial Garden.

He actually brought them all here.

No wonder he asked her to cook, no wonder he deliberately used that expression on her to distract her so that he could arrange these things.

Well, she admitted that he was moved, and even ashamed of her little thoughts just now.

The pasta in his hand also became sweet.

Long Yejue was wearing a hand-cut suit, and his smooth lines made him look very handsome. At this time, he walked over step by step, like the most gentlemanly prince in the seventeenth century, walking towards his princess with a smile.

Someone has already come over, took the spaghetti in her hand, and placed it on both sides of the table.

The lights in the hall dimmed, and romantic music sounded.

He held out a hand and smiled at her, "Can I ask you to dance, my princess."

Tang Mianmian nodded shyly, stretched out her hand to put on his palm, and added in a low voice, "If you're not afraid that I'll swell your feet."

Long Yejue couldn't help but hooked his lips and laughed, "Isn't it better if it's swollen? Then I can stay in bed for half a month."

"..." She had better stop discussing such meaningful things with him.

Although she had threatened him before, for fear of stepping on his feet, she was actually not that inferior.

Although the dance steps are not elegant, they barely pass.

The main reason is that Long Yejue's dancing partner is too attractive. She is led by him, and she will gradually be able to dance.

Everything at this moment was too beautiful, Tang Mianmian wished that time would stop at this moment, neither retreat nor advance.

His world only has her, and her world only has him, that's enough.

After dancing to the song, he invited her to sit at the dining table, and sat opposite her himself. The corner of his mouth was always marked with a smile that turned all sentient beings upside down, which showed how good he was in a good mood.

"Although it's not as good as the five-star taste, it's the most satisfying dish of pasta." Long Yejue praised without hesitation.

"You will eat better in the future." She smiled faintly.

Long Yejue curled his beautiful lips and asked, "Okay, I look forward to your progress."

Tang Mianmian didn't answer, she meant to say that in the future, other women will cook better pasta for you.

But that sentence is always too cruel, so I can only say it in my heart.