love addiction

Tang Mianmian, "..."

She... really hoped for another copy.

Long Yejue came over and knocked on Xiaobai's head, "Do you know that Aunt Tang has been busy all night, and you mother and son ate the steak before you even had it?"

Xiao Xiaobai was confused, "Isn't it prepared for us?"

"Yes, yes." Tang Mianmian hurriedly interrupted Long Yejue, afraid that if he said no, it would hurt the child's heart.

Baihen stood up, and said politely to Tang Mianmian, "I'm really sorry, we mother and son are here, didn't I disturb you?"

"No, no." Tang Mianmian's cheeks felt hot.

She could feel the ambiguous gaze from Baihen, as if she was studying the relationship between her and Long Yejue.

"I'll take you to the room above." Long Yejue twisted Bai Hen's hand to salute, and said to the two, "If you can, make me another one."

The latter sentence was obviously addressed to Tang Mianmian.

Tang Mianmian nodded falteringly, and quickly slipped into the kitchen amid Baihen's laughter.

Baihen went upstairs to make sure that Tang Mianmian could not hear the conversation between the two, and then asked in a low voice, "Who is this?"

"Who?" Long Yejue raised his eyebrows lightly, and looked at Baihen calmly.

This calmness made no one feel ashamed to ask again.

But Bai Hen was born, and the relationship between her and Long Yejue is naturally unusual, so he patted her and smiled, "Okay, stop pretending, don't think that I don't know who it is, and I don't know who it is." Who, drunk, read their names into my ears all night."

At the mention of this, Long Yejue felt a little awkward, "Don't say it."

"That depends on how good you are to me." Baihen watched from the room.

Xiao Xiaobai cheered happily, "Mom, this place is so beautiful, I like it here."

Xiao Xiaobai is right, this place is not much better than the dilapidated apartment they lived in in the United States.

Bai Hen touched Xiao Xiaobai's head, and then said, "Mom will work hard to earn you a house like this, okay?"

"Good!" Xiao Xiaobai was naturally happy.

Long Yejue twitched the end of his eyes slightly, and said meaningfully, "As long as you open your mouth, are you afraid there will be nothing?"

"Is it okay not to mention these?" Bai Hen's face turned cold, but it was not aimed at Long Yejue.

That person is her minefield, and it will be her whole life.

"Okay, go to bed early, what do you need, tell me, there is no servant here, there is only one hourly worker, if necessary, I will arrange to hire a servant." Long Yejue glanced at Xiao Xiaobai, and then said to Bai Hen.

After all, it is a child, so it must be more noisy.

Baihen has a heavy workload now, he is afraid that she will be distracted.

Bai Hen waved his hand, and said indifferently, "The hardest and hardest days are over, and I'm fine now, don't worry, I don't need to hire servants, and I don't like having too many people at home."

"Okay, then I'll go down first."

"Go, my companion...Okay, I'll shut up!" After receiving Long Yejue's warning gaze, Bai Hen shut her mouth wisely, but the smile on her face betrayed her heart.

That smile, how ambiguous, how ambiguous.

Long Yejue went downstairs with brisk steps. The kitchen was brightly lit, and the aroma of food could be heard from time to time.

He bent his eyes, and there was an unbelievably soft place in his heart. He took a light step and walked in slowly.

In the small kitchen, there is her busy figure.

Wearing an apron, making his favorite pasta.

Maybe it was because he was too focused, or maybe his movements were too gentle, Tang Mianmian didn't notice his entry until he hugged her tightly from behind with both hands.

The hot body also fit together.

Accompanied by the hot breath unique to men, it sprayed on her ears, shallow and itchy.

Tang Mianmian let out an exclamation, then lowered her head, and said softly, "Just wait a while."

"Yeah." He looked at her white neck with burning eyes.

The graceful lines and lustrous complexion made his Adam's apple flutter uncomfortably.

His eyes also became hot.

Tang Mianmian, who was hugged in the front, was not much better.

He was concentrating on making spaghetti, but now, he is holding himself like this, and he can't concentrate at all.

Almost got the seasoning wrong several times.

Afraid that he would make unpalatable spaghetti, Tang Mianmian had no choice but to drive people away with a cold face, "Well, wait for me at the dining table."

"Huh? That?" The man's dark eyes narrowed, and his voice was extremely dangerous.

Tang Mianmian's heart skipped a few beats, her face turned red, and she hurriedly said, "Long Yejue."

"Call me Jue, or..." He bent his thin lips, leaned over, and whispered in her ear, "Husband."

boom.

The shovel in Tang Mianmian's hand fell on the countertop, making an ear-piercing sound.

But Long Yejue picked it up in a good mood, put it back in her hand, and said in a low voice, "Concentrate on making noodles, I'll wait to eat."

After finishing speaking, he turned around in a good mood, raised a big arc at the corner of his mouth, and slowly returned to the dining table.

He was really calm and relaxed, but the little woman in the kitchen was already flustered.

Why did he say that?

Why did she call him husband?

Aren't they divorced?

Everything, like vines, tightly wrapped her already disordered heart, and she couldn't sort it out no matter what.

The mind is even more chaotic.

After finally serving the spaghetti on the table, Tang Mianmian's cheeks were already as bright red as an apple, making Long Yejue want to take a bite.

The man held the fork and flipped it casually a few times.

Some slightly darkened noodles were exposed.

Seeing this, Tang Mianmian's heart skipped a beat, and he faltered in his explanation, "I didn't notice...it's blurry..."

"It's okay, it tastes better this way." He chuckled lightly.

Tang Mianmian was about to sit down opposite him, but the man stretched out his hand, brought her plate over, and put it beside him.

Tang Mianmian looked at him in bewilderment, not understanding what he meant by doing this.

Long Yejue raised his thin lips lightly, and patted the seat beside him, "Sit here."

"Do not……"

"Sit down." Before she could finish speaking, Long Yejue interrupted her.

Very persistent.

Tang Mianmian weighed it up, knowing that if she continued to resist like this, the final result would not change, so she stood up and sat next to him anxiously.

Long Yejue went to her as host, and brought the two of them closer together, before saying, "Although I didn't have the steak, the pasta is not bad."

Tang Mianmian's face almost fell into the plate.

Can you still let her eat well?

really hungry ok !
Seeing her embarrassment, Long Yejue was in a good mood, so he stopped bothering her so that she could fill her stomach.

After all, only by filling her can he satisfy his appetite, isn't it?

The romantic candlelight dinner failed, and it turned into a warm pasta, which was not bad.

At least both of them are in a good mood.

When I went upstairs, the room next door was bustling, and it sounded like Xiao Xiaobai was playing a game.

Tang Mianmian looked at Long Yejue in confusion.

"Jet lag, they just came back from abroad." Long Yejue explained for her.

Tang Mianmian nodded knowingly, then whispered, "I don't know if they need anything."

"Don't worry, they don't need anything." The man's eyes gradually sank.

Before Tang Mianmian realized the danger, she nodded in relief. Before entering the room, Long Yejue added, "They don't need anything, but I do. Can you satisfy me?"

Tang Mianmian, "..."

He... said... is that...?

These words made Tang Mianmian's cheeks burn, and she quickly flashed into the bedroom, pretending she didn't hear it.

It's not the first time she has experienced her ostrich behavior, Long Yejue can only smile helplessly.

But the gleam in his eyes had already betrayed his thoughts.

That's an inevitable thought.

*****
The mother and son next door slept until the early hours of the morning.

And the two people here only fell asleep in the early morning.

The reason why, don't think about it, you know it.

Tang Mianmian slept a little restlessly, and Liu Mei frowned slightly.

Long Yejue held her in his arms and comforted her gently, while blaming himself in his heart.

During the Huanai just now, he could clearly feel her stiffness.

It should be the previous few times that left a shadow in her heart, and she had such a reaction.

It took Long Yejue a long time to calm down and let her slowly accept herself. Now that she saw her restless sleep, the guilt in her heart grew stronger.

Gently stroking her cheek with his hand, and reaching out to smooth the crease between her brows, in the early morning light, whispering softly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Sorry, my love.

The next day, Dihao Bieyuan was quiet.

Although Xiaoyue came to work, she didn't disturb the sleeping people. Looking at the roses all over the room, she smiled ambiguously.

Don't think about it, I haven't woken up at this time, it must be something, I'm tired!
Xiaoyue snickered while tidying up the room.

It wasn't until a small ball rolled in front of her that she realized that she raised her head to look at the little boy standing in front of her, and asked in amazement, "Who are you?"

Xiao Xiaobai tilted his head and looked at her, "Who are you?"

"I work here, how about you?" Xiaoyue just thinks this child is a little cute and wants to pinch it.

Xiao Xiaobai pouted and said, "I also work here."

"Ah?" Xiaoyue was stunned.

"Xiao Xiaobai! What are you doing?" Baihen's voice came from the stairs, and after a while, a white figure also appeared in front of Xiaoyue.

this, this...

Why did you change people here in just one night?
Did she go wrong, or was she wrong?
Bai Hen twisted Xiao Xiaobai into his arms, then looked at Xiaoyue, showing a bright smile, "Are you a part-time worker here?"

"En." Xiaoyue nodded subconsciously, then shook her head again.

This appearance made Baihen laugh, "I like Chinese breakfast, prepare one for me, I'm going upstairs to wash up."

"Uh, good." Xiaoyue stared blankly at the mother and son going upstairs, and then patted herself on the forehead.

what happened?
Are you dazzled?

Why is there an extra strange woman and a child.

Is it...

Xiaoyue was startled, glanced upstairs in panic, and secretly guessed, "Could it be that she is Mr. Long's wife and child? What about Ms. Tang?"

With a thoughtful greeting, Xiaoyue sat down for breakfast, and Baihen's mother and son had already gotten to know each other well, and they sat at the dining table and wanted to eat delicious food.

Xiaoyue's cooking skills are good, Bai Hen, a little Xiaobai, who has been tired of Western food for a long time, eats these, and feels that they are delicious in the world.

The mother and son both had an expression of enjoyment.

After Long Yejue got dressed, Xiao Xiaobai greeted him immediately, "Daddy, come and have breakfast, it's delicious."

Xiaoyue, who was holding the bowl and chopsticks, almost fell to the ground.

Daddy?