love addiction

Feimo must be very disappointed with her.

Even she herself was disappointed in herself, let alone Feimo?

Sighing, Tang Mianmian walked out of the dressing room.

Outside the door, Long Yejue was sitting on the sofa, listening to Lan Xiu's report.

"Mr. Andrew is angry because Master Jue broke the appointment last time. It is estimated that today's negotiation is a bit suspended."

Hearing this, Long Yejue just slightly raised his eyebrows, "Then start with Andrew's son."

Lan Xiu was startled when he heard the words, and then his eyes lit up, he had to admire Long Yejue's coping ability, "Mr. Andrew only has one son, and he cares about this son the most. As long as he can take care of his son, Andrew will not worry about it." It's hard."

"Help me make an appointment with Hulk tonight."

"Yes." Lan Xiu quickly wrote it down.

Tang Mianmian, who just came out, happened to hear that he was going out at night, so she hurriedly stopped her, "Are you going out at night?"

"Let's go." Long Yejue didn't answer her question directly, but stood up and said to her, then raised his hand to check the time, "Time is running out, speed up."

"Yes." Lan Xiu turned around and went out to order.

Tang Mianmian, who didn't get the answer, followed him and chattered endlessly, "Long Yejue, can't you listen to me? You are injured now, so don't go out at night."

"I asked you to stay by my side, not to nag me, housekeeper." Long Yejue's smile deepened.

Housekeeper? !

He actually called his housekeeper!

Tang Mianmian took several deep breaths before recovering. She couldn't stand the name, "Please tell me clearly, what is a housekeeper? I'm doing this for your own good!"

"To shut up."

"Who told you to tell me, I won't tell you if you correct me..." Tang Mianmian followed behind him step by step, chanting all the way out.

The way the two get along makes everyone else drunk.

It turns out that the woman Jue Shao likes is this type.

It's really... very special!

After getting in the car, she still hadn't given up on lobbying, "You suffered a gunshot wound, not an ordinary injury, Long Yejue, can't you take care of yourself?"

"Tang Mianmian..." He suddenly looked up from the document, looking at her with burning black eyes.

At that moment, she seemed to have forgotten her heartbeat, and could only stare blankly at him, and replied foolishly, "Huh?"

"Besides I'm going to kiss you."

"..."

He's threatening himself again!
Well, this time the threat was successful, Tang Mianmian could only shut up wisely.

How could there be other people in the car? If he really took action, it would be her who would be ashamed.

The car finally quieted down, and Long Yejue continued to immerse himself in the documents in his hand.

It was all in Italian, and Tang Mianmian felt dizzy after glancing at him for a few times, and couldn't talk about him, so he could only sit there obediently.

Tang Mianmian, who had lost her appetite just because she was too worried about him, was hungry at this point and made strange noises.

As soon as she heard that sound, she almost wanted to open the car door and jump out of the car.

What a shame!
She pressed her lower abdomen, tried to pretend that it had nothing to do with her, and looked out of the car window.

Long Yejue's hands flicking through the documents paused slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up indistinctly.

"The buildings here are really strange." Tang Mianmian sighed at the buildings outside, fearing her stomach would growl again, "Miss Bai must like these."

"She's here too." Long Yejue said casually.

"Really?" Tang Mianmian was a little surprised.

The last time Baihen said that she was going out to do some errands, she disappeared for several days, and never appeared again until she left.

She wanted to ask at first, but she was afraid that Long Yejue would think she was busy, so she held back and didn't ask.

But it never occurred to him that Baihen would also come here.

"She will come over tomorrow, and you will meet then." Long Yejue replied flatly.

"Oh." She said softly, not very interested.

She came to Italy because of his injury, and she really didn't care about the others.

The car finally arrived at a building. Lan Xiu got out of the car and opened the door for Long Yejue, while Tang Mianmian got out of the car by himself.

Long Yejue glanced at Tang Mianmian, "You won't be able to get in after the discussion, so go to the restaurant next door and let me in first."

Dining room?

Upon hearing this word, Tang Mianmian was instantly hungry, thought for a while, and immediately nodded, "Okay."

Long Yejue turned around and entered the building.

And Lan Xiu sent someone to follow Tang Mianmian, who could also act as an interpreter.

She was hungry, and when she went in and saw the delicious pasta, she became even more hungry. With the help of this person, she ordered a large plate of pasta and ate it.

Compared with the ones I have made and eaten, the pasta here is authentic, and it is somewhat similar to Long Yejue's.

After eating, there was no news from Long Yejue, but Tang Mianmian couldn't stay any longer.

She seemed to have forgotten her original intention of following.

Quickly settled the bill, and packed a portion for Long Yejue, it was also time for lunch.

No matter how important the discussion is, you have to eat, right?

Because he belonged to Long Yejue, the security of the building did not stop him.

The front desk even warmly greeted the two of them to go up.

It just so happened that the first half of Long Yejue's discussion meeting was over, and when he came out, he met Tang Mianmian, asked him to sweep away the gloom just now, and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did you finish eating so soon?"

"Uh... how do you know I ate it?" She asked a little embarrassed.

Long Yejue smiled without saying a word, looking down at the food box twisted in her hand, "Is this for me?"

"Oh, yes, the taste is very authentic, you can eat some." She said quickly.

Long Yejue nodded slightly and entered the lounge.

This is a lounge for VIPs, and the environment is very elegant.

He had already gone, and he was sitting on the sofa beside him with a tired look on his face.

Lan Xiu hurriedly ordered one of the people behind him, "Hurry up and check Master Jue's wound."

The man walked over and swiftly opened the black suitcase he was twisting casually.

Inside were all kinds of medical supplies, and that man seemed to be one of the doctors who operated on Long Yejue yesterday.

As soon as Long Yejue's coat was unbuttoned, Tang Mianmian saw blood red.

The white shirt was almost beyond recognition. She was a little overwhelmed with shock, and could only say anxiously, "How did this happen? Why did you bleed? I told you to rest at home! What should I do now?"

She was crying while anxious, but she didn't dare to touch the man easily.

Long Yejue's deep eyes were slightly closed, his brows were furrowed, as if he was enduring pain.

After removing the gauze, the doctor checked the injury, and said solemnly, "The wound is bleeding extensively after the operation, and we must go back to stop the bleeding."

"Get me some medicine to stop the bleeding first." Long Yejue ordered directly.

"But the hemostatic medicine is not very effective."

"Finish it first." Long Yejue was still insistent.

The doctor is not good at arguing with him, so he can only nod, "Okay, you must not make large movements for a while, as this will involve the wound, and if you lose too much blood, it will be difficult to deal with."

"Long Yejue, shall we go back?" Tang Mianmian called to him anxiously, his eyes full of begging.

Long Yejue opened his eyes and looked at her. He also saw the worry on her face, showed a smile that was still a smile, shook his head and said, "I said I can't die, don't cry, your eyes are so red , for a while, others thought I was bullying you."

Although he really wanted to bully her.

It's just that I can't do what I want.

Tang Mianmian was so choked up that she couldn't speak fluently, "With so much, so much blood, can't you cultivate first? Is business so important?"

"Important, more important than me." He replied lightly.

At this time, the doctor disinfected his wound, and he let out a soft snort.

Although he was very small, Tang Mianmian heard it clearly, and hurried forward to grab his hand, pressing his head on his shoulder.

It's like appeasing Long Yaxi, comforting gently, "No pain, no pain, I'll give you a whir..."

That posture like coaxing a child made Lan Xiu look black.

Is this woman a child when she is young?
Master Jue must lose his temper!

Should he avoid it?
Lan Xiu thought about it in his mind, and was also waiting for Young Master Jue's fury.

It's just that the fury he expected didn't appear, Long Yejue just let Tang Mianmian comfort her, and as if it was very good, he reached out to wrap her waist.

The two moved closer.

Tang Mianmian was a little uncomfortable and struggled slightly.

Long Yejue suddenly frowned and snorted...

This sound made Tang Mianmian give up the idea of ​​pushing him away in an instant, and just let him hug him while comforting him.

And that handsome face buried in the hollow of her shoulder showed a faint smile.

Before the doctor changed the gauze, Tang Mianmian didn't move, letting Long Yejue hug her.

And the person who was sent to buy shirts had already arrived, with brand new shirts and suits twisted in their hands.

"Let me change it for you." Tang Mianmian said proactively.

At this time, Long Yejue would definitely not agree to let those elders change his clothes.

And if he changed it by himself, it would involve wounds. After thinking about it, she decided to propose it.

For this meaning, Long Yejue agreed without thinking, and even gave her a meaningful look.

Tang Mianmian pretended not to see his eyes, and changed his clothes without looking sideways after the others left the room.

Although he was uncomfortable, every movement was gentle, for fear that the touch screen would touch his wound.

Tang Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief when she buttoned up her suit, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said, "The pasta is already cold, what should I do?"

"Go out and eat."

"No, you want to rest now." She refused directly, but considering that he was hungry, she hurriedly said, "I'll go buy it again."

Long Yejue nodded, approved her proposal, and did not forget to ask, "Let Li Hao go with you."

"I should be fine." She always felt uncomfortable when people followed her.

"Do you speak Italian?"

In a word, Tang Mianmian had no chance to refute at all, so she could only accept her fate and go downstairs with Li Hao.

As soon as Tang Mianmian left, Long Yejue called Lan Xiu and the doctor in, "Give me double the painkillers, or give me a painkiller injection."

"Master Jue, it's absolutely impossible for you to go on like this." Lan Xiu frowned, trying to persuade this man.

Long Yejue raised his hand slightly, stopping Lan Xiu's words, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up before she comes up."

It was only then that Lan Xiu understood that Long Yejue deliberately pushed Tang Mianmian away, because he didn't want him to see him getting painkillers.

Shaking his head helplessly, Lan Xiu could only ask the doctor to give him a painkiller injection.

When Tang Mianmian came back from buying a new lunch, Long Yejue's complexion was much better, which made Tang Mianmian feel a little relieved, and took the fork to feed him.

Long Yejue finished his pasta half enjoying and half resting.

"It tastes good, it's very authentic." Tang Mianmian took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth with gentle and delicate movements, as if she was taking care of a child.

Long Yejue pushed her hand away, and said with some displeasure, "Your expression just now seemed to be taking care of Shen Ruohuan."