love addiction

Anyi quickly came back to his senses, and trotted to open the door.

Jue Shao has not forgotten his love for Tang Mianmian.

only……

Ugh.

Who can understand the entanglement in this?

In the past five years, Young Master Jue has been like a robot, throwing himself into work, working day and night without sleep or rest.

Make peerless little by little.

How many people can understand the hardships?
Long Yejue gently put Tang Mianmian on the bed, wiped the sweat from his brow, and told Anyi, "Find a way to make a bowl of hangover soup."

"Ah? At this point...where am I going...I'll go, I'll go right away." Anyi, who was planning to protest, quickly shut up when he saw Long Yejue's expression.

Long Yejue went to the bathroom to get a hot towel and came over to wipe her face.

The woman's cheeks were bright red when she was drinking, which made his mouth feel a little parched.

It took great restraint to keep myself from being tempted.

But Tang Mianmian, who was drunk, was not so peaceful.

With the strength of the wine coming up, my whole body was hot, and I pulled my clothes uncomfortably, "It's hot, it's so hot..."

"Don't move!" Long Yejue held her hand down to stop her from making any extraordinary moves.

But how can Tang Mianmian be a peaceful master?

Isn't the scene where they met for the first time the best example?
Tang Mianmian grabbed his hand and fell into his arms, "It's so hot, Feimo, turn down the air conditioner..."

"..."

The world seemed to quiet down at this moment.

Long Yejue's hand was taken away severely.

In the next second, he mercilessly threw her back on the bed.

Although the fall was heavy, Tang Mianmian did not wake up, twisted a few times, and fell asleep naively.

At this moment, Anyi brought hangover soup and came over, "Young master, the hangover soup is here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately felt that the atmosphere in the room was not right.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found himself at a loss for words.

And Long Yejue took the hangover soup in his hand, and poured it on the sleeping Tang Mianmian's face.

clatter...

An Yi shuddered.

He he he... He just left for a while, what happened?
Why did Master Jue...turn his face again?
Wasn't it fine just now?Anyi wanted to cry but had no tears.

And the person who was splashed on the bed stood up a little uncomfortable, and wiped the soup on his face.

She is sleeping, who is so ungrateful to throw something on her face?
Is it the little guy?
bad!
After all, he is still ignorant.

"Feimo! Feimo!" Before she opened her eyes, she started calling her name.

Anyi had the urge to hit the wall.

He thought, he understood why Jue Shao changed his face.

Feelings... because of other men.

"Open your eyes and see clearly!" Long Yejue gritted his teeth.

When Tang Mianmian heard the voice, like Anyi, she immediately felt terrified.

She seems a little... broken.

I fell asleep just now, as if I was dreaming. I dreamed that I was grilling with Luo Feimo, and then...

Tang Mianmian timidly opened her eyes, looked at the gloomy man beside the bed, and opened her mouth, not knowing what to say instead.

An Yi gave her a wink behind Long Yejue, which meant that you should say something nice to coax the young master.

But what's the good word?
What should I say?
She hasn't said a good word for a long time, and she can't say it anymore.

The two confronted each other like this, An Yi tried to reduce his sense of existence, and wanted to sneak out, so as not to be implicated in the war between the two.

But before he turned around, before he started to leave, he heard Long Yejue order him, "Prepare the car!"

"Young master, it's so late, where are you going?" Anyi asked cautiously.

"Go to Xu Qingqing's side!"

Long Yejue almost gritted his teeth and finished speaking.

Anyi's scalp tingled for a while, and he couldn't say anything, so he could only nod, "Okay."

He turned around and went downstairs, only to find his breathing, panting heavily.

Just in danger.

In the room, Tang Mianmian sat on the bed, as if forgetting the embarrassment on his face, just looking at Long Yejue.

Why did things turn out this way?

Didn't everything go well when we ate barbecue just now?

Or... because she called Luo Feimo's name, she always made him so angry.

Why get angry?

Jealous?

He is jealous?
This thought surged in Tang Mianmian's heart.

Why is Long Yejue jealous?Is it because he still cares about her?
But... what he did doesn't seem like he cares about her.

Her mind was in chaos, and she rubbed between her brows with some headaches.

And Long Yejue turned around and went into the dressing room, rattling his things, and after a while, changed into a set of clean clothes and came out.

The extraordinary handsome figure is the masculine charm that any woman will scream when she sees it.

Tang Mianmian's heart skipped a beat, and she didn't dare to look him in the eyes.

But Long Yejue just cast her a light glance, then turned to open the door.

At that moment, she suddenly said, "Where are you going?"

"Were you deaf just now?" He asked coldly.

"Yes..." She bit her lip and said it very hard, but finally said it out, "Can I not go?"

She was surprised when she said this.

Is this a retention?

Because I didn't want him to go, I abandoned those complicated things in my heart and just wanted to say these psychological words.

Even though I regretted it after I said it, because I was afraid of being ridiculed, because I was afraid of being hurt.

I said that I want to freeze my heart, no one can get close to it, no one can!

Thinking of this, Tang Mianmian felt cold, and immediately added, "Forget it, that's your freedom, you can go."

After all, she got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

The stickiness on his body was really uncomfortable, just like his cold gaze.

The moment the bathroom door closed, she squatted on the ground without support, bit her lip, and closed her eyes, but she couldn't restrain the tears from flowing.

The man outside the door stood there for a long, long time...

Tang Mianmian took a hot bath and felt much more comfortable, so she came out wearing a thick towel.

All the strength in my body seemed to be drained, and I had no strength to walk.

When she opened the door, she was mentally prepared.

It is impossible for him to listen to his own words, let alone stay.

Just after opening the door, she was surprised again.

The man she thought would leave was sitting on the sofa, busy with a laptop.

Tang Mianmian stood at the door, dazed for a long time, but couldn't recover.

Long Yejue glanced sideways slightly, his expression a bit puzzled, "Washing for so long, do you want me to wait to die?"

"Um, I, I thought you..." She rubbed the edge of the towel anxiously.

The man's eyes turned hot, and he turned his head awkwardly, "It seems that the bathtub in the bathroom must be dismantled, so as to save you from wasting water."

Tang Mianmian, "..."

Are bathtubs more expensive than water?

Will this man count?
So capricious!

Tang Mianmian turned around and entered the dressing room. When she entered just now, she forgot to take her pajamas.

And Long Yejue closed the computer and entered the locker room.

Tang Mianmian happened to be changing clothes when the door was suddenly pushed open by him, and she backed away in fright.

As a result, she fell into the closet sadly, her posture was very indecent, her cheeks were flushed, she quickly pulled the towel to cover herself, and looked at the man angrily, "Don't you even knock on the door before you come in?!"

"Which part of your body haven't I seen?" Long Yejue snorted, took off his pajamas, and walked out of the dressing room under Tang Mianmian's shocked eyes.

The room was silent for a while before Tang Mianmian yelled angrily, "Bastard!"

This man is too bad.

Angrily, she put on her pajamas, which were actually home clothes.

When I moved in, I found that there were some changes of clothes prepared according to her size.

Very complete, and are big.

It is estimated that she can wear one piece a day until next summer.

Don't think about it, it's Long Yejue, a local tyrant, who is headstrong again.

She came out of the locker room and heard whistles coming from the bathroom.

Long Yejue seems to be in a good mood...

Weren't you still very angry just now?He actually splashed her with hangover soup...

Tang Mianmian looked at the brown marks on the bed, frowned, turned around and went to the dressing room to get the sheets and cups to change.

After the change, Long Yejue almost came out.

As usual, he threw a dry towel to her, "wipe your hair."

The short and sharp words made Tang Mianmian's teeth itch.

She hasn't had a rest yet, okay?
Gritting her teeth, she could only accept her fate and wipe her hair.

God knows, her own hair is still wet.

Long Yejue waited until his hair was almost brushed, then stretched out his hand and pulled Tang Mianmian into his arms.

This change made Tang Mianmian cry out in fright, and fell firmly into his arms.

It was a very warm feeling, and her heart swayed, and when she raised her head, she met his thin lips that seemed to be smiling.

"Your hair is ready, I'll go and do mine." Tang Mianmian made a gesture to get up.

But Long Yejue reached out to fix her waist, preventing her from moving.

The posture of the two is very ambiguous, and the atmosphere is also very ambiguous.

Tang Mianmian's heartbeat was disturbed, her cheeks were flushed, and she wanted to struggle, but because she didn't dare to move freely on his important parts, she could only look at him in embarrassment, "I said, I'm going to brush my hair."

"Why is this waist thinner than before? Didn't you eat?" Long Yejue answered irrelevantly.

Thin waist?

before?

Before we separated, she was pregnant, so her waist must be thicker, okay?
Tang Mianmian couldn't help rolling her eyes.

And Long Yejue's hand climbed up, "But it's much bigger here."

"!!!"

Tang Mianmian stood up in a panic, but she didn't notice what was going on behind her, and fell backwards.

Long Yejue wanted to save him, but it was too late.

She fell firmly to the ground, her facial features twisted together in pain.

Long Yejue withdrew the handle that was about to pull her, and looked at her with a half-smile, "Let you move around."

"You..." Tang Mianmian rubbed the back of her head, really wanting to kick him in the face.

She was so dizzy from the fall, can she be gloated at?
Gritting her teeth, she stood up, rubbed her sore butt, and limped towards the bed.