love addiction

Long Yejue was still sleeping, but still smelled of alcohol. Tang Mianmian took a hot towel and wiped him, but he never woke up.

Maybe it was too tired, otherwise I wouldn't have slept so deeply.

But if you sleep until dawn without eating, you will have a hangover and headache, which is even worse.

How to wake him up better?
In the past, when Long Yejue called her, he always used threats.

For example, some unscrupulous behavior such as kissing you to wake you up.

She can't do it the same way.

But her eyes flashed suddenly, and she thought of a way.

The last time Long Yejue splashed her with hangover soup, she borrowed it, but it wasn't splashed, after all, she wasn't that savage.

She got a hot towel, put it on Long Yejue's handsome face, and stretched out her hand to hold it...

A moment later, when the person under her moved, she quickly let go, watching the man wake up from anger with an innocent face, "Tang Mianmian!"

Yo, you didn't call the wrong person when you were drunk, really good!

"What's wrong?" She hid the towel behind her back and looked at him innocently.

Long Yejue glared at her with fire in his eyes, "Did it just you?"

"What am I?"

"It's not you?" Long Yejue was very suspicious.

After all, it felt so real, with the heat on her face, and she was the only one in the room.

"What is it me? Are you talking about Xu Qingqing?" Tang Mianmian deliberately misinterpreted his meaning.

The man's face quickly darkened, and he said coldly, "What are you doing up in the middle of the night? Do you still want me to give you some comfort?"

Tang Mianmian, "..."

Three sentences are inseparable from nature!
Tang Mianmian curled her lips, "I made you something to eat, but An Yi said that you only drank and didn't eat, which was bad for your stomach, so I woke you up."

"You care about me?" he asked, narrowing his eyes.

Tang Mianmian looked away uncomfortably, "You are my benefactor now, I don't care who you care about?"

Long Yejue, "..."

This woman is cuter with her eyes closed.

Impatiently, Long Yejue reached out to take the pork rib soup aside, looked at it, and spontaneously picked up the lotus root and ate it.

Tang Mianmian's heart trembled a little because of his behavior, and she stared at him blankly, her gaze seemed to be fixed.

After eating the lotus root in a few strokes, he reached out and handed it to her, "I don't like eating meat recently, since I've made it, don't waste it, you eat."

"Oh." She took it, opened her mouth, and wanted to say something, but when she touched the man's awkward expression, she took it back.

A little moved, suitable for keeping in my heart.

Tang Mianmian ate the ribs in small bites, and a smile slowly rose from the corner of her mouth.

Millet porridge with yogurt, he was very awkward to eat, but he ate it anyway.

And there is nothing left.

Tang Mianmian packed up the dishes and went downstairs. When she came back after cleaning, the man just came out of the shower.

It was probably a cleanliness fetish, she didn't care, bent down to pack up the towels that had been hidden aside just now, and was about to enter the bathroom.

"Wait a minute." He suddenly stopped her.

"What's wrong?" Tang Mianmian didn't pay attention to the towel in her hand, thinking he had some orders.

Pointing to the towel in her hand, Long Yejue raised his eyebrows and asked, "What is this thing for?"

"Uh... this... is...just now..." She began to move her eyes from side to side, obviously not knowing how to answer his words.

As soon as Long Yejue saw her reaction, he understood, "Tang Mianmian! How dare you suffocate me with a hot towel?!"

"No, I wanted to wake you up, but you were in a deep sleep, so..." Tang Mianmian's explanation became softer and softer, and was finally lost in the man's cold gaze.

"Tell me, what punishment do you choose?!" He asked with his slender black eyes narrowed.

Tang Mianmian stammered back, "Can I not choose...?"

"What do you think?"

"..." She felt that she could choose not to.

Long Yejue pushed her against the wall and moved her head closer and closer, causing her shortness of breath due to nervousness.

The man's gaze became hotter and hotter, and his breathing became more rapid. He slowly pressed her lips against her, and said ambiguously, "Since you took my breath away just now, I will take yours away too." Well, that's more fair, right?"

"No... um..." All protests were drowned in his passionate kiss.

He leaned on the wall with one hand, and held her chin with the other, allowing her to tilt her head slightly and bear his kiss.

Tang Mianmian, on the other hand, twisted her hands uneasily with her hands behind her back.

My heart seemed to jump halfway out of my chest, thumping, thinking extraordinarily.

This moment, this kiss, is the most touching.

Both of them were deeply involved. When he turned his head slightly and spread towards her neck, Long Yejue's phone rang, interrupting their intimacy.

Long Yejue was stunned for a moment, with a gloomy look in his eyes, he obviously didn't want to pay attention to it, so he just ignored it, continued to spread, and began to peel off her clothes with his hands.

Tang Mianmian stretched out her hand to hold him nervously, and said pantingly, "Your phone..."

"No!" He refused coldly.

Tell him to stop now, it's fucking terrible!
But the phone still rang persistently, making the kiss impossible to continue and ruining the taste.

Long Yejue turned around angrily, picked up the phone and wanted to press it subconsciously, but after seeing the name on it, he still picked it up, "It's so late, why don't you hug your wife, I still want to hug my wife! "

Tang Mianmian's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at Long Yejue awkwardly.

She is obviously not his wife.

"Hey, did you eat gunpowder? Are you so angry?" Shen Shaogong asked jokingly, "Or did I interrupt something good?"

"As long as you know!" Long Yejue shot back angrily.

Hearing this, Tang Mianmian almost covered her face.

"Okay, it's even, last time Tang Mianmian interrupted my good business, hey, don't pinch me, I'm telling the truth..."

After Shen Shaogong said a few words to Long Yejue, Chu Linxiang pinched him.

It was rare for Long Yejue to hear their husband and wife show their affection here, so he asked directly, "Speak up if you have something to say, and call me if you have nothing to do!"

"Tsk tsk, this irritable temper really hasn't changed at all." Shen Shaogong sighed before saying, "I want to borrow your private jet."

"What about your own?" Long Yejue frowned and asked.

"My car is under maintenance recently, so I can't apply for a route."

"Sure, get the keys from An Yi tomorrow, I'll hang up if there's nothing else to do." Long Yejue is in no mood to talk nonsense with him now.

Seeing that he was so anxious, Shen Shaogong became even more interested, and deliberately pulled him and said, "Don't ask me where I am going?"

"not interested!"

"I'm going abroad to take my wife and Xiaoqinger on honeymoon!" He said ostentatiously.

Every time he talked about Shen Ruohuan, he used this tone, which sounded like a punch to him.

Of course, if Shen Shaogong was in front of him now, he would have been completely bruised.

"For your sister's honeymoon, don't talk nonsense about borrowing the plane!" Long Yejue threatened viciously.

Shen Shaogong chuckled, "Okay, okay, I won't disturb your good business, you guys go on, go on."

Long Yejue was full of anger when he heard it, and was about to scold, when Shen Shaogong added, "By the way, don't tell Mo Chengyu about my going abroad. Even if he knows, just tell him that I'm going for an academic exchange by the way." Honeymoon."

Long Yejue narrowed his black eyes, as if trying to figure out what he said.

Shen Shaogong had already hung up the phone with a smile on his face.

Holding the mobile phone, Long Yejue frowned, his black eyes flashed a little brightly, as if he understood something, and finally smiled, "Interesting."

"What's wrong?" Tang Mianmian asked suspiciously.

I always feel that they mean something in their words.

"If you kiss me, I'll tell you." He lay back on the bed, smiling lazily.

Tang Mianmian's cheeks burned, and she gritted her teeth and said angrily, "What's the big deal? I don't want to know, can't I?"

"This is very important news, are you sure you don't want to know?"

He said badly.

Tang Mianmian's rationality was to keep persuading her, don't ask, don't ask.

But the more mysterious he was, the more she wanted to know.

After weighing it, she had no choice but to walk over, kiss him on the face, and leave quickly, "Now you can tell me."

"You think you can exchange just by kissing the face?" He raised his eyebrows and looked at her, so yuppie that people wanted to punch her.

Tang Mianmian's heart broke, and she pressed his lips directly.

And took a hard bite, even though the force was very light.

Long Yejue enjoyed the kiss very much, squinted his eyes happily, and when she was about to back away, he directly grabbed her head and pressed his lips firmly...

"Uh... rogue..."

Long Yejue sucked a few mouthfuls hard, and then let go of her contentedly, his eyes lit up brightly, making Tang Mianmian a little crazy.

"Come closer, I'll tell you quietly." He lowered his voice and said.

Tang Mianmian quickly recovered and looked at him warily.

"Really!" he assured.

Tang Mianmian leaned over suspiciously, but Long Yejue hugged her waist and went straight to the bed.

The real person was turned upside down, and she hugged him tightly in fright.

At this moment, Long Yejue couldn't help laughing, "You threw yourself into your arms, you can't blame me for eating tofu."

"Shut up!" she yelled angrily.

Long Yejue was in a good mood, and leaned over to whisper a few words in her ear.

Tang Mianmian turned from anger at first to shock, and finally to surprise, "Really?"

"Absolutely." He replied confidently.

Tang Mianmian kissed him fiercely excitedly, "That's great, so I can feel at ease."

"How are your women's brains structured? I really can't figure it out." Long Yejue sighed.

Tang Mianmian gave her a white look, and said angrily, "This is called being persistent for love, understand?"

"Really?" He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Tang Mianmian.

Seeing such eyes made her feel weak, she pulled up the quilt and covered her face, "Sleep!"

"Okay, sleep." Long Yejue replied cheerfully, wrapping his arms around her even tighter.

Some things will always come to light, he firmly believes.