love addiction

No, he is the uncle now!

Tang Mianmian bit her lip and looked at the wine on the table.

This Nima looks like, at least there are five or six bottles, let her drink?

Long Yejue, are you serious?
Tang Mianmian didn't dare to ask, so she glanced at him and saw the serious expression on the man's face. She had no choice but to walk over, pick up the fullest bottle of wine, and pour it into her mouth!
Tang Mianmian couldn't cope with this violent way of drinking, and choked after just one sip.

The feeling of choking the spirits into her throat was as if a fire had been lit in her throat, which made her extremely uncomfortable.

But Long Yejue stood by and did not help her.

Finally, she recovered her breath and continued to drink.

This time, she knew how to proceed step by step, closed her eyes, finished a bottle of spirits, and then put the bottle down heavily, looking at Long Yejue with a little arrogance, without admitting defeat.

But the more such eyes, the more stimulated Long Yejue's domineering characteristics.

He raised his sword eyebrows, his eyes gradually turned cold, "These wines are all vintage wines, with high concentration, are you sure you want to finish them?"

"..." He asked himself to drink it. Now that he asks this question, what does it mean?
Tang Mianmian gritted his teeth with anger in his eyes.

But the man didn't restrain himself because of this, but intensified, "Of course, if you say 'I'm Long Yejue's woman' a few more times, I might let you go, one bottle at a time, how about it?"

"..."

Knowing that he was no longer the Long Yejue of those days, Tang Mianmian was heartbroken and continued to drink the second bottle of wine.

When the cold wine spread to the throat, it was like a big fire, burning violently.

This torment of ice and fire made her feel sad like never before.

But she couldn't stop.

Long Yejue's eyes became colder and colder. When she picked up the third bottle, she reached out and swept the bottle to the ground.

With a bang, the bottle full of wine shattered to the ground.

The priceless wine just spread along the carpet...

Tang Mianmian stared blankly at the ground, forgetting to react for a while.

"Enough! Tang Mianmian, you won, can you win?" Long Yejue stood up angrily, his face full of anger.

Tang Mianmian wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

She wanted to ask, what did she win?
She obviously lost the world.

"Get out! Get out! I don't want to see you!" Long Yejue started to smash things angrily.

Bang bang bang bang, the wine on the table was smashed to pieces just like that.

From time to time, the wine splashed and wet her cheeks.

Long Yejue had done enough, Tang Mianmian also stood up, gave Long Yejue a cold look, turned around and was about to leave.

It's just that before he reached the door, he was held down fiercely from behind.

Long Yejue's hand twisted her head violently, lowered his head and bit her lip.

"what……"

The pain made her cry out, but she couldn't struggle.

He firmly pressed her against the door, with his hands cut behind his back and his head turned back.

In such a posture, she couldn't move at all.

Coupled with the man's ruthless means, she couldn't struggle.

Long Yejue seemed to be punishing him with a proposal. After biting and torturing her enough, she let go of her mouth. Her eyes were horrifyingly dark, "Tang Mianmian, do you think you can still be willful in my world?"

"I didn't think so." Tang Mianmian replied, suppressing the nausea after tasting the blood.

"It's better not to think so! You are just my mistress now, you better see your identity clearly and don't push yourself too hard, or you will be the one who is unlucky." He said coldly.

His whole body suddenly relaxed, and he let her go.

Tang Mianmian, who was freed, was panting heavily, and thin layers of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Long Yejue sat back on the sofa just now, and rang the call bell again, "Bring me the wine!"

Tang Mianmian just stood there, neither leaving nor not leaving.

She understood what Long Yejue said just now.

He wanted her to please him.

But she really couldn't do something that went against her will.

But after thinking about it, I have fallen to the point where I am today, what else can I not do?
As long as you don't disobey him, will you have a good life?
Sighing, she resigned herself to sitting beside him, her body stiffened, and she didn't speak.

The waiter brought up the wine again, and was dumbfounded when he saw the mess all over the floor.

The wine worth 10,000+ a bottle just fed all of it to the carpet, which is really the way of the rich.

This time, the waiter tactfully stepped back.

Tang Mianmian looked at Long Yejue. At this moment, he was leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed.

She couldn't see through his emotions, so she could only slide down the seat and pour him wine.

At this moment, the man's eyes opened, the bottomless black pupils made Tang Mianmian's hands tremble violently, causing some of the wine to spill out.

She put down the wine bottle pretending to be calm, picked up the glass and handed it over.

Long Yejue narrowed his black eyes slightly, complex colors shone in his obsidian pupils.

Reaching out to take the wine she handed over, Tang Mianmian secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

It seemed that what he needed was obedience.

After drinking a few cups, Long Yejue got up, picked up his coat and said, "I'll take you to have supper."

"No, I've eaten at home." She said casually.

The man paused.

An inattentive woman who was following him bumped into his back just like that.

It felt like hitting an iron wall, and Tang Mianmian groaned in pain, clutching her nose.

Long Yejue turned around, looked at her a little pitiful, and couldn't help but feel disgusted, "You are such a big person, don't you have eyes when you walk?"

"..." That's not because you stopped suddenly!

Of course, in this case, she can only say it in her heart, and dare not say it at all.

Long Yejue raised his hand and pushed her hand away ungentlely. After seeing that there was nothing serious, he turned around and went out, "If you don't eat, I'm hungry."

"Oh." She responded blankly and followed.

When getting into the car, Tang Mianmian was startled, "You, you're drunk, you can't drive."

"Otherwise you drive?"

"I've been drinking too, so let's find a substitute driver." Tang Mianmian said anxiously.

DUI is no joke.

The man's eyes sank, and when he thought of the two getting along, he was very displeased that there was one more person.

He reached for the car keys and said, "Then let's walk."

"what?"

walk? !
It's midnight!

Are you crazy? !
Sure enough, the man was still drunk.

Tang Mianmian followed him wanting to cry but without tears, feeling almost depressed to death.

After walking for so long during the day, his feet were covered with blisters, but now it's good, when his young master gets excited, he will be tortured again.

If I had known earlier, I would have let him drink and drive.

Tang Mianmian's forehead felt a little hot, probably because of the bottle of wine just now, the stamina was strong, and the alcohol began to rise.

Fortunately, the man didn't go too far, but went to a Korean barbecue restaurant a few hundred meters away.

Tang Mianmian, who was following behind, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Finding a private room to sit down, Long Yejue ordered a lot of dishes.

Tang Mianmian sat cross-legged on the tatami, reached out and rubbed her calf...

So sour!

She felt that if she continued walking, she would definitely lose her legs!
The dishes came out quickly, and the table was full.

The self-service barbecue needs to be baked by yourself, but Long Yejue didn't intend to reach out, and drank tea with a calm face.

Tang Mianmian felt grief and indignation when he saw that posture.

Don't think about it, he is waiting for him to reach out!

Gritting her teeth, she put on the gloves aggrievedly, and began to feed him.

This man is a carnivore. When she roasts, she always picks meat and spreads it out one by one.

When reaching for the green pepper and carrot, he hesitated for a moment, and carefully glanced at the man opposite.

Sure enough, the man's expression was a little unhappy.

Perhaps for revenge.

Tang Mianmian didn't intend to take it at first, but picked it up on purpose, put it on the stone plate, and baked it happily.

Long Yejue's eyes were obviously attracted by these two things.

He stared stubbornly, as if he saw his enemy.

Seeing him like this, Tang Mianmian felt relieved.

I brushed the oil and told you to leave me during the day and leave.

Brush the seasoning again, tell you to dance with Xu Qingqing in Emgrand!
Another swipe of honey will drive you crazy in the middle of the night!
The man's face became more and more stinky, and Tang Mianmian suddenly felt better.

She put the meat on a plate and handed it over, and put the vegetables on another plate.

Before he reached out and handed it over, he heard Long Yejue say viciously, "Tang Mianmian, if you dare to hand over carrots and green peppers, I'll force you right here!"

Tang Mianmian, "..."

This man... Tang Mianmian really wanted to cry.

There is no way, she put it in front of her, and argued, "Who said I baked it for you? This is what I want to eat."

"It's best!" Don't think he didn't see her dark expression just now.

Long Yejue ate the barbecue.

Originally, it was not an elegant dish, but after his rehearsal, it became tall in an instant.

Sure enough, the world is based on appearances.

Tang Mianmian was eating carrots and green peppers depressedly, and the little guy at home appeared in his mind, eating green peppers and carrots with a disgusted expression.

It's been more than a week since I came to Jiangcheng, the children miss her very much, right?

Ugh……

Losing her appetite in an instant, she put down the things on the plate and continued to grill the meat for him.

Long Yejue seemed really hungry. She roasted several plates of meat and handed them over, and he finished them all.

Tang Mianmian looked at him in surprise, "Did you not eat this afternoon?"

"I want you to take care of it?"

"..." When she didn't ask.

After feeding Long Yejue, her arms were sore.

But she has no complaints.

She's used to it anyway.

Long Yejue, who was full of food and drink, paid the bill and came out, and Anyi's car was already waiting.

Tang Mianmian reckoned that it was Long Yejue who called just now.

That's okay, instead of walking, Tang Mianmian got into the car, greeted Anyi briefly, and then closed his eyes with a headache.

Tang Mianmian fell asleep before the car arrived at Dihao Bieyuan.

Obviously tired.

Long Yejue stretched out his hand, brushed her who couldn't stop nodding, on his shoulder, and told Anyi, "Slow down."

"Okay." Anyi slowed down, crying silently in his heart.

He just wants to go home and hug his wife now, why should he drive slower!
Master Jue, is it really okay for you to be so rich and self-willed?
Wife... I'm sorry...

An Yi's inner activities are very rich, but his face is still faint.

This is a signature move that I have learned after following Long Yejue for many years.

When he arrived at Dihao Bieyuan, Anyi turned around to wake Tang Mianmian, but was stopped by Long Yejue's silence.

"Don't wake her up."

"Then how to get there?"

An Yi asked a little puzzled.

Long Yejue got out of the car, went around the rear of the car, went to the other side, opened the door, took off his windbreaker, and covered Tang Mianmian.

"Open the door." He bent down and hugged Tang Mianmian, and then instructed Anyi who was dumbfounded.