love addiction
Chapter 334 Give You 3 Days
Realizing that she said something wrong, Xiaoyue quickly explained, "I'll just say it."
"He doesn't know how to eat." Tang Mianmian replied with certainty.
"Why? It's delicious." Xiaoyue didn't think so.
Tang Mianmian looked at the biscuits before saying calmly, "He doesn't eat carrots."
"That's right." Xiaoyue understood, feeling a little regretful, "What a pity, these biscuits are so delicious."
"Have you talked enough?"
Long Yejue's voice suddenly sounded behind the two of them, and Xiaoyue was so frightened that she dropped the half-eaten biscuits in her hands.
But Tang Mianmian paused to clean the tableware, then regained his composure, and continued to work with a blank expression.
"Long, Mr. Long, when did you come back?" Xiaoyue looked at the man at the door in a panic, and asked uneasily.
Long Yejue gave Xiaoyue a cold look, looked at those biscuits with disgust, and said, "I haven't eaten, let's make something to eat."
"Okay." Xiaoyue nodded quickly.
And Long Yejue had already left.
Xiaoyue breathed nervously, "I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death."
Tang Mianmian shook her head helplessly, "What's so scary? Does he dare to eat people?"
"maybe."
After putting away the last tableware, Tang Mianmian tidied up and said, "You cook him something, I'm going to rest."
"Miss Tang..." Xiaoyue called nervously.
"Ok?"
"Well, Mr. Long's complexion doesn't look very good. The place where he was holding his lower abdomen just now must be a relapse of stomach disease or something. I don't know what to eat. He likes to eat. You know him a little bit, can you help me?"
Xiaoyue was a little bit begging.
Stomach trouble?
Tang Mianmian thought of Shen Shaogong's words.
Liu Mei tightened her eyes, picked up the notebook on the side, wrote a few words on it, and handed it to Xiaoyue, "Let's cook according to these dishes."
"Thank you." Xiaoyue was very grateful, and quickly took the note pad, and took the ingredients according to the above.
Tang Mianmian came out with a box of biscuits, and planned to go upstairs to the studio for a while, but when she passed by Long Yejue, she paused again.
He was sitting on the sofa in the living room, clutching his stomach and reading the materials.
Liu eyebrows tightened, she turned around and went back to the kitchen, handed the biscuit to Xiaoyue, "Take it for him to eat."
"Ah?" Xiaoyue didn't react, she was a little startled, "Mr. Long doesn't eat carrots!"
"Send it if you want!" Tang Mianmian ordered angrily, took the tools in her hand, and started to work.
There was no way, Xiaoyue could only bite the bullet, took the biscuit over, and said anxiously, "Mr. Long, this is the carrot biscuit that was just baked, you can eat some first."
Long Yejue didn't even look at it, and said indifferently, "Do you think I can eat?"
"This..." Xiaoyue's nervous heart almost jumped out of her chest, "This is baked by Miss Tang. She is afraid that you will be hungry, so she asked me to bring it here first to fill your stomach."
"boom!"
Tang Mianmian, who was washing vegetables in the room, dropped the onion heavily on the ground after hearing Xiaoyue's words.
Damn Xiaoyue!
Why do you say such things!
Who is worried about him?
Ghosts are worried about him!
Long Yejue raised his head from the document and looked at Xiaoyue.
Xiaoyue's forehead had already begun to break out in cold sweat, and she felt that she was about to die generously.
And Long Yejue lowered his eyes faintly, and said indifferently, "Put it there."
As if she had been pardoned, Xiaoyue quickly put the biscuits on the coffee table, then returned to the kitchen as if fleeing, panting heavily, "I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death."
Seeing Xiaoyue like this, Tang Mianmian not only showed no sympathy, but wanted to strangle her to death, "Who told you that I was worried about him!?"
She lowered her voice so that the man in the living room might hear her.
Xiaoyue explained apologetically, "There's nothing I can do. Didn't you see that Mr. Long left behind biscuits? Maybe I'll eat them soon."
He will not eat!
Tang Mianmian said disdainfully in her heart, then continued to work with her head down.
The two worked together and quickly prepared four dishes and one soup, all of which were Long Yejue's favorite dishes!
When Tang Mianmian saw those dishes, she had the urge to hit the wall.
Why is she crazy?
Cook all his favorite dishes!
What if the man misunderstood something?Then she jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it off?
The more I think about it, the more annoyed I get, but I can't throw it away if I've already done it!
Afraid that the man might misunderstand, Tang Mianmian had no choice but to say to Xiaoyue: "Don't say that I made the dishes, just say that you made them casually!"
Xiaoyue couldn't figure it out, she clearly did it herself, why did she say it was done by her?
It seems that Tang Mianmian pushed her out before she could explain.
Xiaoyue brought the dishes to the table, and said to Long Yejue over there: "Mr. Long is here for dinner, all of them are your favorite dishes!"
As soon as Xiaoyue finished speaking, she regretted it. She looked towards the kitchen with a guilty conscience, met Tang Mianmian's eyes, and felt an urge to beg for mercy!
No way, she won't lie!
Especially after seeing Mr. Long's eyes, he felt even more guilty.
Long Yejue's eyes seem to be able to see through everything, she dare not lie!
Long Yejue put down the documents in his hand, took a meaningful look in the direction of the kitchen, and sat down at the dining table with a smile on his face.
The dishes on the table are all his favorites.
Xiaoyue said that they were all his favorite dishes.
Before Tang Mianmian came, he had hardly been to Emgrand, and Xiaoyue didn't know his preferences at all.
And the only one who knows, of course, is the woman in the kitchen.
He ate with joy and without anger, without rush or slowness, but he ate every dish seriously.
Xiaoyue stretched her head and glanced at the biscuit box on the coffee table, her expression suddenly became surprised.
He quickly slipped back into the kitchen and whispered to Tang Mianmian who was still pretending to be busy, "Miss Tang, Mr. Long finished eating all the biscuits you baked."
Finished?
Tang Mianmian's movements froze, always feeling impossible.
Xiaoyue nodded affirmatively, "I saw it with my own eyes, if you don't believe me, go and see it."
She lowered her eyes, pretended to be nonchalant, and replied lightly, "Why should I go to see it? I like to eat or not."
"Oh, you are actually very happy." Xiaoyue asked happily.
Tang Mianmian changed her face, threw the towel back into the sink, took off her apron and said, "Clean it up yourself, I'm going upstairs, don't bother me if you have nothing to do."
"Oh? Go upstairs?" Xiaoyue was a little puzzled.
But Tang Mianmian had already left the kitchen and went upstairs without looking sideways, without even looking at the man at the dining table.
Locking herself in the studio, she grabbed her hair a little irritably, "Tang Mianmian, are you stupid? What do you care about him?"
That man is so hateful, why should you care about him?
"Next time you meddle in your own business, just whip yourself!" She said viciously to herself in the mirror.
It seemed that after making up his mind, he gradually calmed down his disturbed heart. He sat by the computer and looked at the moving design drawing floating on it.
May love is originally designed, and it is also planned to be handed over to Jane Eyre.
But because the relationship with Long Yejue was getting worse and worse, she was really not in the mood, so she put it in her hands.
As for what Long Muye said about asking MY to design the family emblem, it seems that nothing has happened yet.
Even if there is movement, she is not in the mood.
Staying here for a day is like suffering for a year.
If it goes on like this, when will it end?
It has been more than two months since she came to Jiangcheng. She wants to go back, see her mother, and her child...
The thought of the child made her so sad that she couldn't hold back her tears.
How long will she endure the pain of separation?
"Tang Mianmian."
Long Yejue's deep voice sounded outside the door, and Tang Mianmian sat up straight in fright.
He didn't dare to say anything, he just looked in the direction of the door warily.
Through the thin door panel, the distance between them seems to be as far apart as a world.
"I'm going to Italy by plane tomorrow morning, you have three days."
to Italy?
She has three days?
What do you mean?
Tang Mianmian pondered to herself, completely ignorant of why this man said such inexplicable words.
Long Yejue, who had been silent for a long time, seemed to feel that he could not wait for her answer, his eyes darkened, and he turned and went back to the bedroom.
After a while, Tang Mianmian suddenly rushed into the bedroom.
The bedroom was quiet, except for the warm yellow light in the bathroom, which seemed to tell her that Long Yejue was inside.
She was a little excited and couldn't wait to push open the bathroom door.
But when he touched the man's perfect figure, he turned around screaming and explained in a panic, "I, I didn't mean it."
Long Yejue calmly rinsed off the foam, pulled the towel around it, and then slowly looked at the disturbed woman with her back turned to him.
Thin lips curled up, slender eyes narrowed slightly, "What's the matter?"
"Hmm..." She nodded in panic, "You, have you finished washing?"
"Help me?"
"..."
Long Yejue chuckled, stopped teasing her, and walked past her.
Tang Mianmian's cheeks were as overcooked as boiled red shrimp, and she followed him awkwardly, "You just said that I have three days, yes, is that what I mean?"
"What do you mean?" He lay down on the chair, and just as he raised his hand, Tang Mianmian took the towel, "I'll come."
Long Yejue didn't refuse, and closed his eyes lightly.
Looking at it from such a quiet distance, Tang Mianmian could clearly see a faint black layer around his eyes.
It is estimated that it was caused by staying up late.
And just now she found that his eyes were bloodshot, probably he hasn't slept well in the past few days.
"Did you promise to let me go back for three days?" She asked cautiously.
Long Yejue didn't answer, but lay there with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.
"Long Yejue?" She called softly.
The man still didn't answer, and his breathing became even.
It seems... like falling asleep.
can you sleep in such condition?
She was a little surprised, but probably because she was too tired.
Tang Mianmian softened his movements, and cleaned his hair as quickly as possible, then took the blanket and covered him.
Looking at his sleeping face, the feeling of resistance in his heart gradually decreased.
But she didn't forget what he said.
I remember more clearly what Li Xinnian told her, we are married.
She woke up suddenly, shook her head and took a step back.
When it's time to wake up, you must be awake.
****
Early the next morning, An Yi came to Dihao early to wait for Long Yejue.
Tang Mianmian made breakfast, Long Yejue ate a little, and the time was almost up.
He got up and said to Anyi, "I will be very busy during the time I go to Italy. You should try your best to deal with matters big and small. If you can't deal with it, let me come back."
"Yes, Young Master Jue." Anyi nodded and said.
Long Yejue looked again at Tang Mianmian who was sitting at the dining table eating casually, and frowned, as if he wanted to ask something.
Tang Mianmian put down the cup, hesitated for a long time, and then said, "Are you coming back in three days?"
"He doesn't know how to eat." Tang Mianmian replied with certainty.
"Why? It's delicious." Xiaoyue didn't think so.
Tang Mianmian looked at the biscuits before saying calmly, "He doesn't eat carrots."
"That's right." Xiaoyue understood, feeling a little regretful, "What a pity, these biscuits are so delicious."
"Have you talked enough?"
Long Yejue's voice suddenly sounded behind the two of them, and Xiaoyue was so frightened that she dropped the half-eaten biscuits in her hands.
But Tang Mianmian paused to clean the tableware, then regained his composure, and continued to work with a blank expression.
"Long, Mr. Long, when did you come back?" Xiaoyue looked at the man at the door in a panic, and asked uneasily.
Long Yejue gave Xiaoyue a cold look, looked at those biscuits with disgust, and said, "I haven't eaten, let's make something to eat."
"Okay." Xiaoyue nodded quickly.
And Long Yejue had already left.
Xiaoyue breathed nervously, "I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death."
Tang Mianmian shook her head helplessly, "What's so scary? Does he dare to eat people?"
"maybe."
After putting away the last tableware, Tang Mianmian tidied up and said, "You cook him something, I'm going to rest."
"Miss Tang..." Xiaoyue called nervously.
"Ok?"
"Well, Mr. Long's complexion doesn't look very good. The place where he was holding his lower abdomen just now must be a relapse of stomach disease or something. I don't know what to eat. He likes to eat. You know him a little bit, can you help me?"
Xiaoyue was a little bit begging.
Stomach trouble?
Tang Mianmian thought of Shen Shaogong's words.
Liu Mei tightened her eyes, picked up the notebook on the side, wrote a few words on it, and handed it to Xiaoyue, "Let's cook according to these dishes."
"Thank you." Xiaoyue was very grateful, and quickly took the note pad, and took the ingredients according to the above.
Tang Mianmian came out with a box of biscuits, and planned to go upstairs to the studio for a while, but when she passed by Long Yejue, she paused again.
He was sitting on the sofa in the living room, clutching his stomach and reading the materials.
Liu eyebrows tightened, she turned around and went back to the kitchen, handed the biscuit to Xiaoyue, "Take it for him to eat."
"Ah?" Xiaoyue didn't react, she was a little startled, "Mr. Long doesn't eat carrots!"
"Send it if you want!" Tang Mianmian ordered angrily, took the tools in her hand, and started to work.
There was no way, Xiaoyue could only bite the bullet, took the biscuit over, and said anxiously, "Mr. Long, this is the carrot biscuit that was just baked, you can eat some first."
Long Yejue didn't even look at it, and said indifferently, "Do you think I can eat?"
"This..." Xiaoyue's nervous heart almost jumped out of her chest, "This is baked by Miss Tang. She is afraid that you will be hungry, so she asked me to bring it here first to fill your stomach."
"boom!"
Tang Mianmian, who was washing vegetables in the room, dropped the onion heavily on the ground after hearing Xiaoyue's words.
Damn Xiaoyue!
Why do you say such things!
Who is worried about him?
Ghosts are worried about him!
Long Yejue raised his head from the document and looked at Xiaoyue.
Xiaoyue's forehead had already begun to break out in cold sweat, and she felt that she was about to die generously.
And Long Yejue lowered his eyes faintly, and said indifferently, "Put it there."
As if she had been pardoned, Xiaoyue quickly put the biscuits on the coffee table, then returned to the kitchen as if fleeing, panting heavily, "I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death."
Seeing Xiaoyue like this, Tang Mianmian not only showed no sympathy, but wanted to strangle her to death, "Who told you that I was worried about him!?"
She lowered her voice so that the man in the living room might hear her.
Xiaoyue explained apologetically, "There's nothing I can do. Didn't you see that Mr. Long left behind biscuits? Maybe I'll eat them soon."
He will not eat!
Tang Mianmian said disdainfully in her heart, then continued to work with her head down.
The two worked together and quickly prepared four dishes and one soup, all of which were Long Yejue's favorite dishes!
When Tang Mianmian saw those dishes, she had the urge to hit the wall.
Why is she crazy?
Cook all his favorite dishes!
What if the man misunderstood something?Then she jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it off?
The more I think about it, the more annoyed I get, but I can't throw it away if I've already done it!
Afraid that the man might misunderstand, Tang Mianmian had no choice but to say to Xiaoyue: "Don't say that I made the dishes, just say that you made them casually!"
Xiaoyue couldn't figure it out, she clearly did it herself, why did she say it was done by her?
It seems that Tang Mianmian pushed her out before she could explain.
Xiaoyue brought the dishes to the table, and said to Long Yejue over there: "Mr. Long is here for dinner, all of them are your favorite dishes!"
As soon as Xiaoyue finished speaking, she regretted it. She looked towards the kitchen with a guilty conscience, met Tang Mianmian's eyes, and felt an urge to beg for mercy!
No way, she won't lie!
Especially after seeing Mr. Long's eyes, he felt even more guilty.
Long Yejue's eyes seem to be able to see through everything, she dare not lie!
Long Yejue put down the documents in his hand, took a meaningful look in the direction of the kitchen, and sat down at the dining table with a smile on his face.
The dishes on the table are all his favorites.
Xiaoyue said that they were all his favorite dishes.
Before Tang Mianmian came, he had hardly been to Emgrand, and Xiaoyue didn't know his preferences at all.
And the only one who knows, of course, is the woman in the kitchen.
He ate with joy and without anger, without rush or slowness, but he ate every dish seriously.
Xiaoyue stretched her head and glanced at the biscuit box on the coffee table, her expression suddenly became surprised.
He quickly slipped back into the kitchen and whispered to Tang Mianmian who was still pretending to be busy, "Miss Tang, Mr. Long finished eating all the biscuits you baked."
Finished?
Tang Mianmian's movements froze, always feeling impossible.
Xiaoyue nodded affirmatively, "I saw it with my own eyes, if you don't believe me, go and see it."
She lowered her eyes, pretended to be nonchalant, and replied lightly, "Why should I go to see it? I like to eat or not."
"Oh, you are actually very happy." Xiaoyue asked happily.
Tang Mianmian changed her face, threw the towel back into the sink, took off her apron and said, "Clean it up yourself, I'm going upstairs, don't bother me if you have nothing to do."
"Oh? Go upstairs?" Xiaoyue was a little puzzled.
But Tang Mianmian had already left the kitchen and went upstairs without looking sideways, without even looking at the man at the dining table.
Locking herself in the studio, she grabbed her hair a little irritably, "Tang Mianmian, are you stupid? What do you care about him?"
That man is so hateful, why should you care about him?
"Next time you meddle in your own business, just whip yourself!" She said viciously to herself in the mirror.
It seemed that after making up his mind, he gradually calmed down his disturbed heart. He sat by the computer and looked at the moving design drawing floating on it.
May love is originally designed, and it is also planned to be handed over to Jane Eyre.
But because the relationship with Long Yejue was getting worse and worse, she was really not in the mood, so she put it in her hands.
As for what Long Muye said about asking MY to design the family emblem, it seems that nothing has happened yet.
Even if there is movement, she is not in the mood.
Staying here for a day is like suffering for a year.
If it goes on like this, when will it end?
It has been more than two months since she came to Jiangcheng. She wants to go back, see her mother, and her child...
The thought of the child made her so sad that she couldn't hold back her tears.
How long will she endure the pain of separation?
"Tang Mianmian."
Long Yejue's deep voice sounded outside the door, and Tang Mianmian sat up straight in fright.
He didn't dare to say anything, he just looked in the direction of the door warily.
Through the thin door panel, the distance between them seems to be as far apart as a world.
"I'm going to Italy by plane tomorrow morning, you have three days."
to Italy?
She has three days?
What do you mean?
Tang Mianmian pondered to herself, completely ignorant of why this man said such inexplicable words.
Long Yejue, who had been silent for a long time, seemed to feel that he could not wait for her answer, his eyes darkened, and he turned and went back to the bedroom.
After a while, Tang Mianmian suddenly rushed into the bedroom.
The bedroom was quiet, except for the warm yellow light in the bathroom, which seemed to tell her that Long Yejue was inside.
She was a little excited and couldn't wait to push open the bathroom door.
But when he touched the man's perfect figure, he turned around screaming and explained in a panic, "I, I didn't mean it."
Long Yejue calmly rinsed off the foam, pulled the towel around it, and then slowly looked at the disturbed woman with her back turned to him.
Thin lips curled up, slender eyes narrowed slightly, "What's the matter?"
"Hmm..." She nodded in panic, "You, have you finished washing?"
"Help me?"
"..."
Long Yejue chuckled, stopped teasing her, and walked past her.
Tang Mianmian's cheeks were as overcooked as boiled red shrimp, and she followed him awkwardly, "You just said that I have three days, yes, is that what I mean?"
"What do you mean?" He lay down on the chair, and just as he raised his hand, Tang Mianmian took the towel, "I'll come."
Long Yejue didn't refuse, and closed his eyes lightly.
Looking at it from such a quiet distance, Tang Mianmian could clearly see a faint black layer around his eyes.
It is estimated that it was caused by staying up late.
And just now she found that his eyes were bloodshot, probably he hasn't slept well in the past few days.
"Did you promise to let me go back for three days?" She asked cautiously.
Long Yejue didn't answer, but lay there with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.
"Long Yejue?" She called softly.
The man still didn't answer, and his breathing became even.
It seems... like falling asleep.
can you sleep in such condition?
She was a little surprised, but probably because she was too tired.
Tang Mianmian softened his movements, and cleaned his hair as quickly as possible, then took the blanket and covered him.
Looking at his sleeping face, the feeling of resistance in his heart gradually decreased.
But she didn't forget what he said.
I remember more clearly what Li Xinnian told her, we are married.
She woke up suddenly, shook her head and took a step back.
When it's time to wake up, you must be awake.
****
Early the next morning, An Yi came to Dihao early to wait for Long Yejue.
Tang Mianmian made breakfast, Long Yejue ate a little, and the time was almost up.
He got up and said to Anyi, "I will be very busy during the time I go to Italy. You should try your best to deal with matters big and small. If you can't deal with it, let me come back."
"Yes, Young Master Jue." Anyi nodded and said.
Long Yejue looked again at Tang Mianmian who was sitting at the dining table eating casually, and frowned, as if he wanted to ask something.
Tang Mianmian put down the cup, hesitated for a long time, and then said, "Are you coming back in three days?"
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