love addiction

"I'm busy." Long Muye didn't soften his heart because of her begging.

Xu Wenrou was very disappointed, holding the phone and crying, "Muye, I will die if I don't see you, I will die."

Long Muye raised his hand and rubbed between his eyebrows.

Xu Wenrou used this trick every time, which made Long Muye very irritable.

She was still begging on the phone, and Long Muye was tired of hearing it, so he had to say, "I'll come over when I'm done, don't cry."

Hearing his promise, Xu Wenrou slowly stopped the pain, sobbed and said, "Then I'll wait for you to come, if you don't come, I won't sleep, Muye, you must come, I will always wait for you of."

Long Muye didn't answer any more, just hung up the phone.

He sat back in his chair and looked at the computer screen.

Xu Qingqing in the picture is still so quiet, like a lifeless porcelain doll.

When he was a child, Long Muye drove to the villa in the outer suburbs, where Xu Wenrou now lives.

Xu Wenrou is Xu Qingqing's elder sister. The two sisters look very similar, but their personalities are very different.

She is obviously an older sister, but she is so weak that she needs protection. Xu Qingqing has been protecting her since she was a child, and she has developed a dependent nature.

As soon as Long Muye entered the room, Xu Wenrou greeted him, and called him with joy, "Muye, you're here, I've been waiting for you for a while, change your shoes."

She warmly brought the slippers to Long Muye, like a wife waiting for her husband to come home, very attentive.

Long Muye changed his shoes and went into the living room, Xu Wenrou delivered the snacks he had prepared again, "Look, Muye, I made these, try it and see if you like it, if you like it, I will make it next time For you to eat."

"I've eaten." Long Muye put the things back.

Although Xu Wenrou was quite disappointed, she still tried to smile, "Muye, do you come back often to see me? You don't even know how boring I am living here. I'm bored at home every day, and I'm almost bored to death. "

"You can go out for a walk, you don't have to be bored at home every day." Long Muye set his sights on the servant who took care of Xu Wenrou.

The servant hurriedly explained, "I said I took Miss Xu out, but she said she didn't want to go out without the third master."

"Muye, don't blame her, you know I'm very insecure." Xu Wenrou leaned over to act like a spoiled child to Long Muye, "I just want to go out with you, so when can you go out with me? ah?"

"I'm busy." He still had the same expressionless face, his eyes were a little gloomy.

Xu Wenrou was very disappointed, "Are you really so busy?"

"Well, it's getting late, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first, you should rest early." Long Muye sat down for less than 3 minutes, and got up to leave.

Xu Wenrou was in a hurry, and wanted to reach out to grab him, but Long Muye quickly avoided him.

She swayed for a while, and then looked at Long Muye aggrievedly, "Muye, did you just come and leave? Can't you spend more time with me?"

"I told you, I'm busy." Long Muye stood there coldly in black, not softened by her weakness.

Xu Wenrou's eyes turned red with grievance, "Muye, you used to be very good to me, have you forgotten? At that time you said that you would take care of me for the rest of your life, do you remember those words?"

Hearing this, Long Muye's eyes suddenly turned cold, as if he was in conflict with something, he took two steps back and said, "If you cry like this again, I won't come to see you anymore."

"Muye..." Xu Wenrou panicked, and said in fear, "I won't cry anymore, I'll be obedient, okay, can you come and see me more?"

"Go to bed early." He didn't stay for a second, turned around and left.

Xu Wenrou covered her face and burst into tears. She had been looking forward to it for so long before meeting him, why did this happen?

The servant came to comfort her, "Miss Xu, don't be sad, the third master is really busy, it's getting late, let's go to bed earlier."

"It's not like this, he didn't treat me like this before!" Xu Wenrou cried and broke down, "I've seen how he loves me, he used to love me very much, he treated me very well, and left everything good to me , who dotes on me very much, why did it become like this, what went wrong?"

"Miss Xu, you... are you okay?" The servant was also helpless.

Xu Wenrou grabbed her and stared at her and asked, "Is it because I'm old and not pretty enough?"

"No, Miss Xu is at her best age now, how can she be old?"

"Then why doesn't Makino look at me?"

"This... the third master is probably really busy."

"He must have changed his mind..."

The servant was used to this kind of endless crying, so he just tried to comfort her as much as possible.

After all, Xu Wenrou often has emotional breakdowns, and her mental state is somewhat different from normal people.

***
After leaving Xu Wenrou's place, Long Muye has been in a bad mood.

He drove back to Fuyun, and habitually went to the study first to turn on the computer to check the monitoring screen.

The person in the picture has already fallen asleep, and is still sleeping on the sofa, looking peaceful and sound.

Long Muye's impetuous heart suddenly calmed down.

He sat in front of the computer and looked at it for a while, and got up when the time was about to go back to his room to rest, but the people on the screen moved.

Xu Weiwei, who was lying on the sofa, slept soundly at first, but then began to struggle, as if being oppressed by something, her expression was very painful, and her limbs were also struggling.

Seeing this situation, Long Muye realized that something was wrong, hurriedly picked up his coat and rushed out the door again, heading straight to the Tianyawan community where Xu Qingqing lives now.

When choosing a residential address, Long Muye gave Ji Dong a special order to choose a high-end residential area that is closer to Fuyun Manor.

The precautions taken at the beginning have now played a role.

It didn't take long for Long Muye to arrive at the community where Xu Qingqing lived, found her floor familiarly, and entered her home.

When this place was first renovated, Long Muye personally confirmed it many times, so he was very familiar with it, and he didn't even need to turn on the lights to know the layout of the room.

The man walked to the sofa in a few steps and put his hand on her forehead.

Sure enough, he had a fever, and the temperature on his forehead was very hot.

Because she was uncomfortable, Xu Qingqing also slept unsteadily.

Long Muye found the medicine box, only took antipyretics from it, poured hot water, and helped her up.

At this moment, Xu Weiwei was in a daze of fever, completely unaware that someone had entered the house.

She just felt thirsty and wanted to drink water.

Long Muye put the medicine in his mouth, took a sip of water, covered her lips, and gently poured the medicine and water into her mouth.

The temperature of the water was just right, and she was very thirsty, so she couldn't help but suck it when she tasted the water.

That kind of suction was originally her unconscious reaction, but it caused Long Muye to freeze.

As if he had been scalded, he hurriedly backed away.

Having lost the water to moisten his throat, Xu gently murmured, "Water...give me water..."

Long Muye fed water to her mouth, but couldn't get it in anyway, and even spilled some water.

After the man's eyes sank for a while, he drank the water into his mouth again, and bent down to feed her.

This kind of intimate way made this indifferent man blush.

Xu Qingqing, who was burning so faintly, didn't know it at all, and drank very vigorously.

After the large glass of water was fed by Long Muye in this way, he was already sweating profusely, as if he was the one who took the antipyretics.

It was Xu Qingqing who, after quenching his thirst, fell asleep peacefully.

The antipyretics took effect slowly, her face gradually became less red, and a thin layer of sweat began to break out on her forehead.

Long Muye found a dry towel and wiped her off, tried several times, and only after confirming that the fever subsided did he relax.

Now she slept very peacefully, without any noise, just like her when she was a child.

Xu Wenwen has been weak and sick since she was a child. When she was sick, she always cried and needed people to surround her and take care of her.

But when Xu Weiwei was sick, she was always the quietest one, neither noisy nor disturbing.

It is said that a crying child has candy to eat, which is the most suitable description for Xu Gentleness.

In comparison, Xu Qingqing is often overlooked.

When it was almost dawn, Long Muye got up and left quietly.

Everything was as quiet as if he had never appeared before, even Xu Qingqing didn't notice it.

When she woke up in the morning, she felt weak, and her sleeping clothes were a little damp and hot.

This kind of familiar situation, Xu Qingyuan guessed it all at once, it should be that she has a cold and a fever.

She touched her forehead, and there was no sign of fever anymore. She also relaxed, washed up hastily, and was ready to go out to work.

When she was in the elevator, she looked at herself reflected in the elevator wall, and always felt that something was wrong.

But she couldn't tell what was wrong, so she had to give up and not think about it.

Robin came to pick her up at the gate of the community on time, and a new day began again.

In the car, Robin told her about a happy event, "An advertising company wants to ask you to help them take a set of flat photos. Although the salary is not very high, it is still an opportunity, so I agreed for you."

"Did a job come to you so soon?" Xu Qingqing was also quite surprised, and cheered up instantly, "Then should I prepare?"

"It's just a set of beauty advertisement pictures, which are put in magazines. You only need beautiful ones." Robin briefly introduced the work.

Xu Weiqing is quite confident.

But when she arrived at the scene, she realized that every job was not as simple as she thought.

After the makeup artist finished her makeup, the photographer took photos from various angles.

The photographer is a middle-aged man with a full belly and beard.

As soon as I came in, I began to discipline the people on the scene, sometimes saying that too many people affect the mood, and sometimes saying that the light is not good enough, and so on.

Xu Weiwei became a little nervous when she heard the reprimand, and Robin saw it, and quickly comforted her, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, this photographer is well-known in the industry, so he will inevitably have a bad temper, just be patient. .”

"Ah."

In terms of patience, Xu Weiwei still believes in herself.

I thought the work was foolproof, but when it came time to shoot, something happened.

There are two other models with Xu Qingqing, and they are more professional than herself.

Xu Weiwei was shooting for the first time, so naturally she was not very good at expressing herself.

After taking a few shots, the photographer started to mutter, "What's going on? Are you a newcomer? Do you understand what it means to be natural? See how stiff you are?"

Xu Weiwei tried her best to act more naturally...

But he was still dissatisfied, so he put down the camera and walked over, intending to teach in person.

"Put your hand here, here..."

"Ah..." Xu Weiqing suddenly took a big step back in resistance.

The photographer's hand froze in mid-air, he was stunned for a second and then darkened, "What do you mean? Could it be that you thought I was going to belittle you?"

Xu Qingqing didn't intend to do this, but she habitually avoided it when being touched.

This is an obstacle in her heart that cannot be explained to others.

The photographer's hand was almost on her chest just now, and she retreated reflexively.