love addiction

"Because you are not confident." Luo Feimo pointed out his weakness sharply, his eyes were instantly cold and stern, "Perhaps Tang Mianmian's departure five years ago left a shadow on you, so you are not confident and always feel that she will leave you , I was right."

It has to be said that Luo Feimo did hit the key point.

Long Yejue's eyes sank, and he clenched his fists tightly.

And Luo Feimo said again, "But have you ever thought about why she insisted on leaving five years ago?"

This is the second time someone has said this in front of him.

Although it wasn't Tang Mianmian himself, waves of waves stirred up in his heart once again.

Five years ago, so many things happened that he didn't have the energy to study carefully why Tang Mianmian suddenly left.

And for the past five years, he has been determined to regain his original position or even go higher, so he has no time to think about it.

The last time Ning Shuangning mentioned it, he had personally asked Tang Mianmian.

But her answer disappointed him, destroying all doubts and hopes.

So he has given up hope.

Now, Luo Feimo mentioned it again, making Long Yejue unable to be quiet again.

"I'll stop here, because I'm also an outsider and know less than you about many things. It's better for you to find out yourself." Luo Feimo said lightly, raising a mocking smile, "And , I am not married to her at all, so your marriage certificate is for nothing."

His mocking tone made Long Yejue very angry.

But there were things he told himself that he was very grateful for.

When these two emotions were at war, he could only deal with it indifferently.

And Luo Feimo waved his hand smartly, "You can take care of the rest by yourself, remember to be nice to her, otherwise I don't care whether you have a marriage certificate or not."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked out of Long Yejue's sight step by step indifferently.

The world seemed to quiet down.

Long Yejue stood alone in the living room without changing his expression.
After a long time, he quickly rushed upstairs as if he had reacted.

In the bedroom, Xiaoyue calmed down Tang Mianmian, who was agitated, and said apologetically, "Miss Tang, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to inform Mr. Long, I saw someone coming in over the wall and thought it was a thief... ..."

"It's okay, it's already happened anyway." Tang Mianmian said with a flat expression, her eyes still falling outside the window.

She saw Luo Feimo leave with her own eyes just now.

While breathing a sigh of relief, I was also a little sad.

Luo Feimo was kind to her, but she hurt him so badly. She despised herself for such behavior.

But who can know about emotional matters?
At least she never understood her own heart.

"Xiaoyue, go back, I want to be alone." Tang Mianmian curled up in the chair and said in a cold tone.

Xiaoyue was a little worried, "Are you really okay?"

"Go back, it's getting late." She repeated this sentence in a flat tone.

Xiaoyue frowned and looked at her for a long time, making sure she had no other thoughts before counting, "Okay, Miss Tang, you should take a good rest, I'll make dinner for you and put it in the refrigerator, and heat it up when you want to eat it Just fine."

"Ah."

Xiaoyue shook her head helplessly, turned and left.

Just as he opened the door, he bumped into Long Yejue who was hurrying over.

How could Xiaoyue be Long Yejue's opponent?
After such a collision, the whole person and very fell to the ground, very embarrassed.

"Long, Mr. Long?"

When Tang Mianmian heard the voice, Tan, who was nervous, looked at Long Yejue at the door.

The man's expression has changed a lot from just now.

There is an unspeakable weirdness.

When Xiaoyue saw the situation of the two of them, she hurriedly said, "Mr. Long, Ms. Tang, it's getting late, so I'll go back first."

After all, he turned around and left in a hurry, obviously to make room for the two of them.

After Xiaoyue left, Tang Mianmian turned her head away.

On the one hand, I didn't want to look at Long Yejue, because he hurt himself, and the more I looked at it, the more painful it would be.

On the other hand, she was also avoiding his fiery gaze.

How did this man suddenly become different?

Before, he was very ruthless, but now, is there tenderness in his eyes?

Tang Mianmian shook her head with a broken smile, and immediately denied her own thoughts, how could it be possible?
How could Long Yejue have tenderness? He hated himself for not having enough time.

Long Yejue at the door was a little at a loss.

I wanted to speak several times, but I kept silent because I was short of words.

When she couldn't help but laugh, she subconsciously asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, didn't you say that I don't want to see you, so you won't show up?" Tang Mianmian looked at him distantly, and asked coldly and unfeelingly.

If it was the former Long Yejue, he would definitely say, if you don't watch it, don't watch it, he doesn't bother to care.

But now, he thinks differently.

"Because..." He walked over step by step, looked at Tang Mianmian with burning eyes, and said in a low and sexy voice, "Because I miss you and want to see you."

Tang Mianmian's heart skipped a beat, a little out of control, but she still pretended to be calm, "Do you think if you slap me and give me another candy, I will be grateful to you?"

"At least you think it's sugar." The man said with a slight smile.

At this time, he had already walked in front of her, squatted down slowly, his eyes still locked hers, "Mianmian, you..."

"Ok?"

"are you hungry?"

"..."

Tang Mianmian didn't know Long Yejue like this.

I don't understand why he has such a tone, such an expression.

She could also feel that what he was about to ask just now was not whether she was hungry or not, but something else.

Before she could answer, Long Yejue said again, "I'm hungry, I haven't eaten much for a while, I'll go get something to eat."

After speaking, he hurriedly got up again, and hurried out of the room.

Everything is inexplicable.

Tang Mianmian was the most inexplicable one, staring blankly at Long Yejue who left, still wondering why he had such an attitude.

After a while, Long Yejue had already made two servings of pasta.

This was probably the first time Tang Mianmian was late for something he cooked.

She still remembers the pasta that she cooked when she was on her honeymoon, which was a failure.

And Long Yejue's craftsmanship is obviously better than hers.

It looks full of color, fragrance and taste, very appetizing.

Tang Mianmian wanted to reject his offer, but she was really hungry all by herself, so she silently took the plate he handed over and started to eat slowly.

Long Yejue looked at her nervously, like a student waiting for the teacher's answer, so cautious.

Tang Mianmian took two bites before looking at him in confusion.

Long Yejue immediately asked, "How does it taste? Does it still suit your taste?"

"Yeah." Tang Mianmian nodded, and seemed to feel that this was a little cold again, so she said, "The taste doesn't have to be bad in a restaurant."

This is recognition!
Long Yejue raised a smile and looked at her dotingly, "If you like it, I will cook it for you in the future."

"..." Tang Mianmian paused slightly while eating the noodles.

His eyes dimmed a bit, then he pretended not to hear and continued to eat noodles.

It has to be said that Long Yejue's cooking skills are very good, she has no appetite for a long time, and she actually ate the whole plate.

This is a kind of recognition for Long Yejue.

The man was in a good mood, changed his previous indifference, and said to her, "I know there is a park not far away, let's go for a walk to get some fresh air."

It's so cold, what kind of wind is blowing.

Tang Mianmian just wanted to roll her eyes, shook her head and refused, "It's too cold, I don't want to go out."

"Okay, then stay at home." Long Yejue immediately changed his mind, "Why don't we watch TV."

"I don't want to watch, there is no TV series I want to watch." She sent it back with a cold look.

If it was Long Yejue from before, he would definitely lose his temper.

But this time, he still greeted him with a smile, "I want to watch it, can you watch it with me?"

Tang Mianmian turned to look at the man in puzzlement.

Long Yejue lowered his gaze, obviously avoiding her inquiry, and pulled her up.

Sitting on a chair by himself, holding her in his arms, he turned on the TV with the remote control, and started watching a random channel.

He watched very intently, as if he was watching TV seriously.

But Tang Mianmian felt that this was not the case.

Such an intimate hug made her a little uncomfortable, and after struggling a few times, the hand around her waist became even tighter.

Struggling was futile, Tang Mianmian could only give up, leaned in his arms, and watched TV.

Perhaps because she was too bored, she actually read it.

In this rare quiet moment, there is no confrontation, no mutual harm.

Long Yejue was in a good mood and hugged her tightly into his arms.

She could even hear his heartbeat, thumping, so powerful.

In fact, a truce is also very good.

The corners of Tang Mianmian's mouth raised slightly.

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In the past few days, Long Yejue's attitude towards her has always been the same.

A day or two, you can treat him as a whim.

But Tang Mianmian felt weird after being like this for a week.

He also didn't demand endlessly from her like before.

Even though he hugged her to sleep every night, he didn't cross the distance.

Every day at work, I would kiss her forehead.

Every night, I would say goodnight to her.

He will also come back early after get off work and have dinner with her.

The smiles on Tang Mianmian's face gradually increased, and Xiaoyue kept praising her for her good complexion.

At noon, Tang Mianmian was doing activities in the yard, but because of a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, she was so uncomfortable that she squatted in the yard.

When Xiaoyue found out the situation, she hurried over and asked anxiously, "Miss Tang, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so pale, why are you sweating..."

Xiaoyue frantically tried to help her in, but Tang Mianmian shook her head weakly, opened her mouth to say something, her vision darkened, and she passed out in Xiaoyue's arms.

Xiaoyue panicked and hurriedly called Long Yejue.

At this time, Long Yejue was negotiating the Hai Rui New City project.

This project was snatched from the Long's Fund by Peerless. Long Yejue paid special attention to it, and put in twice as much effort as the Long's Fund.

And now is the critical moment.