love addiction

Long Zhenfei put down the brush, looked at his new calligraphy and painting with satisfaction, and laughed heartily, "Of course it's good, my own grandson, I know it myself."

Only then did Xu Quan feel relieved, and carefully packed up the things the master had used one by one.

And Long Zhenfei didn't stop smiling, he was obviously very happy, "He has a low temper since he was a child, maybe he has been trained as an heir, so he has become a little ruthless. You can see when he founded the Jue Shi, and he will not be afraid when encountering difficulties." Never open your mouth to me, even if it was so difficult to hold up the Jazz style at the beginning."

"Eldest young master is so strong, he's a bit lonely." Xu Quan sighed to himself.

"So, this Tang Mianmian is very suitable for her." Long Zhenfei said with a smile, his satisfaction with Tang Mianmian was self-evident.

Xu Quan also felt that this young mistress was not as superior and arrogant as other ladies, but was very easy-going and simple.

Such a character is the best match for the young master.

But he still has a question, "Other young masters, their wives have been strictly screened. They are either ladies from famous families, or daughters of everyone. The eldest young mistress is such a small family jade, and it will not help the eldest young master's career."

"My grandson, do you still need help from marriage? If you need help, you won't leave Long's Fund in the first place." The old man was full of pride.

Xu Quan thinks about it too. With the temperament of the eldest young master, he must not accept that marriage will help his career. "So you haven't forced him to get married all these years. Is this the reason?"

"It's not all. The incident eight years ago was a blow to him, so I want to wait for him to come out of the shadows."

When he said this, the old man sighed, "Don't you think Mianmian looks like her?"

When Xu Quan heard the old man's question, he was stunned suddenly, and then nodded, "When the old man said that, I found out that it is a bit similar."

"This is my only worry now." Long Zhenfei stood in front of the window, looking in the direction of Nianyuan, his eyes were infinite.

Worried, don't express it in words.

Xu Quan also sighed, "Perhaps, you don't have to be so pessimistic. After all, the young master is changing now. This shows that the young mistress has her charm, and it's not all about her appearance."

"I hope so." Long Zhenfei sighed sincerely, turned back and ordered, "It's rare to take the initiative to come back to live in the old house. I want to hold a banquet on the weekend, and I will inform the houses to invite some good relatives and friends of the Long family. Friends, come and officially announce Mian Mian's identity to the public."

"Okay." Xu Quan agreed.

***
The most embarrassing time in my life is here again.

When he came out of the shower, the man was still leaning on the sofa in the bedroom, watching the news on his tablet, Tang Mianmian said anxiously, "I'm done, you go take a shower."

Long Yejue looked up at her. There was no bathrobe benefit last night, only her cute ocean baby pajamas.

The yellow person looks like a duck.

He coughed lightly, and asked casually, "Don't you have any other pajamas?"

"Yes." Although she thought the question was strange, she nodded and said, "I have a lot of pajamas."

"Let me see."

"..."

The big boss actually has a habit of looking at other people's pajamas?
Tang Mianmian was stunned.

Her eyes moved left and right, and a lot of information filled her mind.

For example, what to say, pajamas or something...

But in the calm eyes of the man, she felt that she was thinking too much.

Maybe he was just asking casually.

So he turned around and went to the dressing room, unscrewed out his pajamas, and showed them one by one in front of him, "This is Baby Pink Pig's pajamas, this is Teddy Bear's pajamas, this is Little Rabbit's pajamas, And this is Duolai Ameng's pajamas."

The corners of the man's lips twitched uncontrollably, and a row of black lines hung on his forehead, "Your pajamas can open a zoo."

"Forehead……"

She stood there blankly.

And Long Yejue had already entered the bathroom, leaving her alone, messed up in the wind.

Someone who entered the bathroom seriously thought about how to change the zoo-like pajamas into what he wanted to see.

After packing away all the pajamas, she saw another piece of clothing in the bag.

It was the dress that Long Yejue gave her before, she had sent it for dry cleaning, and it was lying quietly in her box.

After hesitating for a while, she took it out and put it beside the bed, planning to hand it to him later.

Compared with her bathing speed, Long Yejue is faster.

Just with a bath towel around his waist, he walked out of the bathroom, covered in moisture, so sexy as hell.

Tang Mianmian was full of words, but after seeing such a scene, she stuttered and couldn't speak.

She swallowed that sentence, why don't you wear clothes, because she was worried that he would laugh at her again.

He deliberately looked at the ceiling, studying the patterns on it, trying to avoid this embarrassing moment.

But Long Yejue obviously didn't intend to let him go, so he walked over with long legs, threw the towel in his hand to her, and said calmly, "Wipe my hair for me."

Tang Mianmian held the towel, wishing she could hit the wall and die.

But what she couldn't accept the most was that he was lying on the bed leisurely, laying his damp hair on her lap, waiting to be served...

Tang Mianmian's face was so red that it was almost on fire, and she stammered and exclaimed, "My pajamas...wet."

"It's okay." He said he didn't care.

How can it be okay?How do you sleep when you're wet?
But seeing that he had closed his eyes and didn't intend to continue discussing this matter, she could only swallow it back and wipe her hair with a towel.

While this has been done before, this time is different.

After all, there is still a difference between a chair and one's own lap.

Tang Mianmian wiped it tremblingly, praying in his heart that the man should be like this, just don't move.

Unfortunately, this time God did not hear her plea.

After a short while, Long Yejue turned around and turned his face to her lower abdomen.

The little sheep was so frightened that he almost threw the towel in his hand on his handsome face.

But considering the serious consequences of doing so, she endured it.

After finally drying her hair, she felt that she had spent half of her life.

Instead, the person being served opened those bottomless eyes refreshedly, and smiled at her seductively, "Since you dried my hair, I decided to repay you."

While she was still having question marks on her forehead, Long Yejue stretched out his long arms, enough of the aloe vera gel on the cabinet to reason, and continued his lazy smile, "Let me help you apply medicine to the wound."

"..." Why did she forget to give herself medicine! !

Tang Mianmian was so regretful that she wanted to beat the bed.

Just now I was only thinking about other things, and forgot such an important step.

It's too late to refuse now.

Not having the courage to refuse him, Tang Mianmian had no choice but to stick out her injured knee obediently.

Long Yejue raised his eyebrows lightly, "Didn't you first look at the wound on your back? Your knee is almost healed."

Tang Mianmian, "..."

She twitched for a while, but she still couldn't hold back his pressure. In the end, she could only lay down on the bed and let him apply the medicine to herself.

This kind of caring is simply a kind of torture for her.

But for him, it was a kind of enjoyment.

He likes to play tricks on her quietly, seeing how she wanted to get angry but didn't dare to get angry, and in the end could only let him pinch her round and flat.

Long Yejue gently applied aloe vera gel on her back.

I don't know if the ointment is effective, or because of her own super recovery ability, the wound on her back has subsided and it doesn't look so scary anymore.

The man was dabbing with disinterest, and his deep eyes looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him from time to time.

Tang Mianmian only thought that the time to apply the medicine was longer than that of the nurses?
"Aren't you alright?" she asked muffled in the pillow.

"Well, not yet." He answered directly.

As for what's wrong, I'm left to guess.

Tang Mianmian glanced back with a blushing face, and was immediately stopped by the man, "If you move around like this, you will touch your wound."

"I'll just see if it's all right, but it doesn't take so long for the nurse to apply the medicine." She argued in a low voice, trying to make him hurry up.

It's a pity that the road is one foot high, and the devil is one foot high.

There were layers of smiles in the man's eyes, "Nurses are professionals, and I am an amateur, so it takes a lot of time, which is normal."

"..."

Ok.

Very reasonable.

She could only bear it again.

When he finally applied the medicine slowly, Tang Mianmian almost melted.

Her cheeks were as red as an apple, making one want to take a bite.

Long Yejue involuntarily raised his hand and squeezed her.

"Ai, what are you doing pinching my face, it hurts..."

Tang Mianmian grabbed his arm, her face wrinkled into a ball.

Only then did Long Yejue smile evilly, let go of her cheeks, and said with a smile, "Your pants are wet, go and change them."

"Oh." Tang Mianmian gritted her teeth in pain, but didn't dare to scold him, so she gritted her teeth and went to the locker room.

The smile on the corner of the man's mouth deepened.

With such a toy by your side every day, life will never be boring again.

Instead of SpongeBob SquarePants, this time, she is wearing Peppa Pig, the whole person is pink, which makes people 'appetite' even more.

In the man's eyes, the flame that had been suppressed with great difficulty was suddenly lit up again, and there was still this prairie fire posture.

He secretly pained, and waved to her, "The wound on the knee is almost healed, so don't apply medicine, it will help the wound breathe."

"Okay." Tang Mianmian also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the clothes on the side and handed them to him, "This is the clothes you gave me last time. I've already dry-cleaned them, and I'm returning them to you now."

The man's eyes, originally stained with a smile, gradually sank, and he took the clothes casually, and threw them into the trash can, "Do you still wash the clothes you've worn? Just throw them away."

"But..." That's the sign.

Even after many years, it is still very expensive.

"It's all right, the most important thing for you now is to sleep with me, understand?" The man pushed her back to the bed, planning for this wonderful night of pure chatting under the quilt.

It was still the warm embrace from last night, but the man hugged him even tighter.

Tang Mianmian even felt that she couldn't breathe, but she didn't dare to speak, so she could only let him hold her like this.

In the quiet night, the winter moon outside the window is extremely hazy, and the bright yellow night light fills the whole room with warm tones.

Coupled with the warm embrace, Tang Mianmian felt sleepy after a while.

Just as she was about to turn her head and say good night, the man lifted her chin, and his hot lips sealed her exclamation precisely.

He Xiao thought about this kiss for a long time, and when he finally tasted it, he was drunk himself.

Also drunk was Tang Mianmian.