love addiction

She quietly pulled the cold man, and said to the old man, "Grandpa, it's getting late, you should go to bed early, we'll go back first."

"Go back? Let's live in the old house tonight. Your house has been cleaned all the time, so just move in."

Tang Mianmian glanced at Long Yejue cautiously, he had the final say on everything.

Long Yejue wanted to refuse at first, but the old man said again, "Mianmian's feet must be worn out, and she will have to struggle when she goes back. Why don't you stay here for one night and save yourself the trouble of running around."

The man pursed his thin lips, and finally nodded, "Okay."

Only then did Long Zhenfei smile and let the two leave.

On the way back, every time Tang Mianmian took a step, her feet hurt, but she didn't dare to call out the pain, for fear that the man would be unhappy.

But Long Yejue suddenly stopped, glanced at her feet, and finally bent down and hugged her up.

The little sheep was frightened and grabbed his collar tightly, exclaiming, "I can..."

"To shut up!"

"..."

Always so unkind!
She leaned on his shoulder, not talking, and let him hold her quietly.

The street lamps in each courtyard are shadowy, making this road less lonely.

At the end of the gravel road, the housekeeper had already prepared the car and was waiting there.

Seeing the young master walking out with the young mistress in his arms, Xu Quan's eyes almost fell out of shock.

Just now the young master was arguing with his wife, but after he accidentally heard himself say that the young mistress is here, he rushed out regardless of anything.

The distance from Jinyuan to Huayuan is more than 1000 meters at least, but he ran hard to come here.
Now that he is hugging the eldest mistress again, it can be seen that he cares for the eldest mistress.

He politely opened the car door and let the two of them sit in it. Then the butler drove on the road and went straight to Long Yejue's Memorial Garden.

Nianyuan is Long Yejue's single-family villa. Unlike the other houses, Long Yejue has his own house.

And the concubine young masters in the other rooms can only live with their parents.

This is the difference between a prostitute and a concubine.

The room is indeed as the old man said, it has been taken care of all the time, and it doesn't have the kind of mold that no one lives in all year round.

The style here is very different from Haitianyiyi, it is more nostalgic, Tang Mianmian carefully looked at it.

Rich people are different. One person can own two houses. For some ordinary families, this may not be possible in a lifetime.

"What are you looking at?" Long Yejue came in with the medicine box, just in time to see the surprised look of the little woman, and asked lightly.

Upon hearing his voice, Tang Mianmian felt a little guilty for no reason, lowered her head and asked, "You have quite a lot of houses."

This was a random topic, just to divert his attention.

But Long Yejue replied seriously, "Including this one, I have a total of seven properties."

"..."

Local tycoon!

Sure enough, he has no friends.

The world of local tyrants is only suitable for looking up to.

Tang Mianmian stopped talking, but Long Yejue started to ask, "Didn't I tell you to stay at home? Why are you running around in the middle of the night?"

"I'm sorry." She apologized guiltyly, "I know what I say now is useless."

"Grandpa didn't make things difficult for you?" The focus of their concern was obviously not on the same level.

At this point, the little sheep quickly shook his head, "No, grandpa is very good to me."

"Being good to you? Being good to you will make you walk on the gravel road?" He applied the medicine harder.

Doesn't he know grandpa yet?

The old man did this just to teach her a lesson.

"Grandpa said, walking more is good for your health."

Tang Mianmian disagreed with this point.

Of course, she could also vaguely understand what the old man meant, especially the sentence that this road is not easy to walk, but since she has already chosen, she has to go on, and if she walks a lot, she will naturally not feel intimidated.

Grandpa was talking about their marriage.

And reminded her that it is not easy to be a daughter-in-law of a wealthy family, and she should pay attention to her words and deeds.

Tang Mianmian rolled her eyes with a smile, placed her hands on the man's shoulders, looked at him seriously, and said with a raised mouth, "Actually, you should think so. Since grandpa has done this, he recognizes me as a granddaughter-in-law!"

Originally, I wanted to teach this girl a good lesson, or to comfort her when she was wronged, but in the end, all of them were useless.

Long Yejue sighed, "You are so optimistic, should I be happy? Or happy?"

"Of course I'm happy!" Tang Mianmian said with a smile, "What about you? You came back in such a hurry, did you have a conflict with your mother again? In fact, it had nothing to do with her at the time. It happened so suddenly. It's not easy for her to help me, so don't blame her, and I also did something wrong."

"You know that too?" He snorted coldly, and put ointment on the wound on her knee along the way.

Tang Mianmian pursed her lips, "I thought you would comfort me."

"Comfort?" The man curled his lips into a smile, which made the little sheep's heart shudder. "I have another method of comfort, do you want to try it?"

"..."

This sentence is very thought-provoking...

Tang Mianmian couldn't hold it anymore, the big boss always 'show off' like this, is this really okay?

The most important thing is, she likes this trick very much.

Beauty tricks are despicable!

"This is the room you used to live in?" Tang Mianmian made it clear to change the subject. She found that she was facing him and had no chance to gain the upper hand, so she could only keep changing the subject.

Long Yejue's dark eyes darkened a bit, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He didn't remind the little woman about living together tonight.

"By the way, you haven't told me whether you and your mother had an argument!" Only then did Tang Mianmian remember what she was focusing on.

"No." He replied lightly, packed up the medicine box and stood up.

The whole person suddenly grew taller, blocking the light in front of her eyes, and making her whole body shrouded in his shadow, as if she had merged into one body.

She looked away, "Really? But you came so eagerly, and grandpa's reaction is like this, it must not be as simple as you said."

"You're not too stupid." He gave a thumbs up, put away the medicine box and said, "We're going to live together tonight, shouldn't you think about it more?"

"What?!" Tang Mianmian stood up suddenly in shock, the wound on her foot was pulled because of too much movement, and she grinned in pain, "Your Nianyuan looks very big, there should be more than one room?"

"Don't you want everyone in your family to know that we sleep in separate rooms?" He raised his eyebrows not easily, and his eyes were deep, so that people could not see his thoughts.

Tang Mianmian froze instantly, "Then what should I do?"

"What do you think?"

He folded his arms, looked at her leisurely, and threw the problem to her.

The little sheep was about to cry, so he suggested weakly, "Otherwise, I'll sleep on the bed, and you sleep on the sofa?"

The man's eyes turned cold, and he didn't speak, but the air pressure was frighteningly low.

She bit her lip, struggled for a while and said, "Then you can sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the sofa."

"Tang Mianmian!" The man called out warningly.

The little sheep trembled and dared not speak anymore.

It seems that everything is wrong.

Long Yejue restrained his anger a little, and then said, "First of all, I never sleep on the sofa, and secondly, I won't let my woman sleep on the sofa either! I'm going to take a shower, do you want to wash?"

"..." She also thought...

But she was afraid that he would say something to help her, so she would rather not wash it!
"You wash first, remember not to touch your own wound." Long Yejue was as lazy as a dormant spore, elegant and aggressive, "If you don't mind, I can still help you."

"No, no!" Tang Mianmian shouted quickly, "I can do it myself!"

"Then I hope you don't fall down again."

"..."

This man was so bad, he sprinkled salt on her wound again, the pain was so good, tears streaming down his face.

As soon as Tang Mianmian entered the bathroom, she slumped her shoulders and leaned against the wall, thinking about how to spend tonight.

It's a pity that the brain capacity is really limited, and she can't think of a way.

Do you really want something like that tonight?

She scratched the pattern of the tiles on the wall, her heart was in a mess.

That's what Long Yejue said just now.

[First of all, I never sleep on the sofa, and secondly, I won't let my woman sleep on the sofa either! 】

his woman...

Why doesn't she reject this title at all?
And there was a feeling of complacency in my heart, as if my heart was moved.

The woman in the mirror, with flushed face, lips in her eyes, and a smile on the corner of her mouth, scared Tang Mianmian back to her senses.

Hastily poured water on himself a few times to calm himself down.

What time is this, and I have gone astray again!
Tang Mianmian, you are really useless!

He finished washing himself quickly, and when he came out wrapped in his loose robe, he was on the phone.

Seeing her, he simply said a few words and hung up the phone.

Tang Mianmian didn't dare to look at him, and wiped her hair with a towel.

She thought he would go straight into the bathroom, but she didn't want to be suddenly covered by a black shadow, and when she raised her eyes, she saw the man's handsome face.

"Towel." He held out his hand to her.

"It's inside." She thought he wanted the towel in her hand, and subconsciously pointed to the bathroom.

"I'll help you brush your hair." He explained lightly, his handsome face was against the light, and he couldn't see too many expressions clearly.

Tang Mianmian flinched, "I can do it myself."

"The same thing, I don't like repeating it a second time." The man grabbed the towel, took over her previous work, and got busy.

It was the first time for her to be served by someone like this, and she was really not used to it.

He shook his head, letting the man move, but his eyeballs rolled around.

"Okay, remember not to sleep, do it before you sleep." Before entering the bathroom, Long Yejue did not forget to order.

"Oh." She nodded, her body stiffened as she watched the man enter the bathroom, then hurriedly got up and walked quickly to the bed.

He didn't think of a solution at first, but what he said just now reminded himself.

If he came out and saw that he was asleep, he wouldn't have the intention to ask for such a thing, would he?

Yes, such a happy decision!
Tang Mianmian suddenly felt that she was really clever!

In this way, the embarrassing confrontation with him can be avoided, and the problems faced by the two of them in the same room can be avoided.

Regardless of her still wet hair, she shrank under the quilt and began to close her eyes and pretend to sleep.

As soon as the eyes are closed, the sound of the whole world is amplified several times.

In my ear, I could clearly hear the sound of him taking a shower. Judging from his figure that showed his flesh when he was undressed, and his figure was thinner when he was dressed, it was not difficult to imagine what a lively and fragrant picture it was.