love addiction

She was lying on the bed, her face full of astonishment, and she muttered, "Why? I don't think it's that serious recently."

"Recently, my aura has changed because I practiced the method, but it probably won't last long. You'd better make a decision as soon as possible!"

Master Yang's words seemed to cast a boulder in Zhu Wenyi's heart, causing waves of storm.

Li Xinnian chatted with Master Yang for a while, and what he said was nothing but bad things about Tang Mianmian.

After sending off Master Yang, Li Xinnian looked at Zhu Wenyi and asked anxiously, "Mom, what are you going to do?"

Zhu Wenyi pondered without answering, as if deciding something.

Li Xinnian didn't bother, she has been with her for so many years, how can she not know her temperament?

She is waiting.

Sure enough, after a while, Zhu Wenyi said, "I will discuss it with Jue after your father's death anniversary tomorrow."

"Okay." Li Xinnian's heart calmed down, and a faint smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

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After Tang Mianmian came back from the hospital, he was a little preoccupied.

Only when talking to the kids did he have a smile on his face.

Long Yejue had just finished his project on Hai Rui New City, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Naturally, he planned to accompany his wife.

He clearly sensed that she had something on his mind.

But he didn't ask directly. Seeing that she had no appetite, he took the initiative to go to the kitchen and planned to make spaghetti for her.

Xu Ma was very surprised to see Long Yejue cooking.

But thinking that Long Yejue dotes on Tang Mianmian so much, it's a trivial matter to cook something to eat.

While helping from the side, she mentioned it, "Master, when the young mistress came back today, she only brought back one thermos, and there were two before."

The movements of Long Yejue's hands paused, and he looked at Xu Ma with deep eyes, "Did she say anything?"

"That's right, but it seems that you don't have much energy."

Long Yejue quickly arranged the pasta on a plate, and carried it out of the kitchen.

Long Yaxi had already smelled the smell, and leaned over with bright eyes, "Daddy, did you make this for me! How do you know that I like spaghetti the most?"

"Aside from carrots, what else do you not like?" Long Chenyu couldn't help but sneer.

"I hate it!" Long Yaxi glared at Long Chenyu angrily, turned around and planned to enjoy the food.

But Long Yejue shook his head at her, stretched out his hand and fondled her hair, "Papa made this for mom, you can't eat it, next time dad will make it for you again, okay?"

"Ah? I also like to eat." Long Yaxi looked at the plate of spaghetti with great reluctance, struggling in his heart.

Dad only loves mom, doesn't he love her anymore?

Long Yaxi's temperament of competing for favor, Long Chenyu knew best, he couldn't stand it and patted her, "Fool, didn't you see that mom didn't eat much at night? Are you still ashamed to compete for favor?"

"You're a fool!" Long Yaxi retorted unconvinced, but she still felt a little guilty in her heart, "Daddy, please serve it to Mom quickly, Xixi will be fine next time."

"Xixi is the most sensible." Long Yejue bent down and kissed her on the face before carrying it upstairs.

In his hand was a box of Tang Mianmian's favorite yogurt.

Long Chenyu curled his lips indifferently, but a smile flashed in his eyes.

Tang Mianmian was looking for clothes for Long Yejue to wear tomorrow. He opened the door and came in with very delicious spaghetti in his hand, which surprised her.

The man walked over with a smile on his lips, put the plate in front of her, and sat beside her.

Before she could speak, Long Yejue opened the yogurt naturally, put a spoon on it and handed it to her, "Seeing that you haven't eaten much tonight, I'll make a small stove for you."

Open a small stove...

Embarrassed by his description, Tang Mianmian put down the clothes in her hands, took the yogurt, and drank it naturally.

During the period, there was no lack of being eaten by him.

Such intimate moments are rare.

Tang Mianmian's mood soared, and she looked at him affectionately, "Why are you thinking of making a small fuss for me today? Isn't your Princess Xixi jealous?"

"Princess Xixi granted it." Long Yejue said in agreement.

Tang Mianmian chuckled, "Sooner or later, you will pamper her lawlessly."

"Then I'm happy too, who made her the daughter of my Long Yejue?" The pride in Long Yejue's tone could not be expressed in words.

Tang Mianmian was speechless and could only drink the yogurt silently.

Long Yejue played with her shampoo-scented hair, his eyes darkened, and he didn't ask immediately.

Tang Mianmian ate the love dinner Long Yejue made for her in small mouthfuls, and no matter how sullen she felt, it was all wiped away.

In the end, she couldn't finish eating, so she looked at him coquettishly, "Shall I feed you, or do you eat by yourself?"

This tone was very similar to Long Yejue's tone of teasing her on weekdays.

The corner of the man's mouth raised, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Of course you feed me!"

Tang Mianmian was speechless for a while, "I don't usually answer like this."

"But I want you to answer that way." He teased deliberately.

Tang Mianmian was so ashamed that she could only stuff a fork of spaghetti into his mouth.

Long Yejue is happy to enjoy it.

Tang Mianmian didn't put down the plate until the plate was bottomed out, and took out a paper towel to wipe it for him.

Long Yejue grabbed her hand and gnawed on it.

She was giggled by him, "What are you doing? Are you still full?"

"Full?" He raised his eyebrows wickedly, "I haven't eaten yet, okay?"

"You..." Playing hooliganism on her again!
Tang Mianmian deliberately pretended not to understand, but Long Yejue deliberately asked the inducement, "I haven't had a big meal for a few days, how about letting me have a big meal?"

She was so teased by him that her face turned red, she panted and pretended not to understand, "What kind of big meal? Let Madam Xu make it for you."

"My big meal, don't you understand?"

"I don't understand!" She shook her head deliberately.

Long Yejue stood up abruptly, and also hugged Tang Mianmian who was sitting in his arms.

She hugged his neck reflexively, and the two were intimate.

With a smile on his lips, Long Yejue hugged her and walked to the dressing room...

Tang Mianmian didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the man's gourd, so she could only drag him and ask, "What are you taking me to the dressing room for? I'll tidy up your clothes for tomorrow."

The man didn't answer her question right away. He opened the dressing room and walked in. He didn't let her down until the corner closet. He held her hand and opened one of the closets.

Tang Mianmian thought it was some kind of clothes, so she didn't pay attention, and let him open it.

It was a very large drawer, and he opened it in such a way, revealing the dazzling array of clothes inside.

This time, Tang Mianmian's cheeks seemed to be on fire, and she quickly turned her face away and withdrew her hand, "You, why do you have these things!"

Long Yejue liked to see her shyness the most, and couldn't help taking a sip, "Don't you think it looks familiar? Or have you forgotten?"

forget?look familiar?
Tang Mianmian looked bewildered, and under his persistent eyes, glanced at the clothes in the drawer again.

It's a little... familiar!
pit!
Isn't this the sexy pajamas he brought her to buy back then?
This man is still there! ! !

She was so embarrassed that she wanted to bite him. She beat him a few times before angrily saying, "You are a quirk!"

"Hey, this is the love between husband and wife, not eccentricity." He stretched out his hand and picked up a piece of thin fabric, "How about this one? The color matches your skin very well."

"...Who, who wants to wear it?" She couldn't speak fluently.

Since Long Yejue brought her here, he was naturally fully prepared. Before she could escape, he pressed her against the wardrobe door beside him and kissed her.

How could Tang Mianmian back down when he attacked completely.

Even after struggling a few times, it finally turned into tenderness.

When she came back to her senses, she was already wearing that sexy pajamas in a mess.

Her cheeks were almost burning, and she pushed and pushed a few times, "I, I don't wear..."

"good……"

After being good, it goes without saying.

It's just that Tang Mianmian really couldn't understand, this man put so much effort into putting it on for her, but in less than a minute, he was red-eyed and tore it to pieces, what's the use?

certainly.Long Yejue would not tell her that there is a word called out of control.

He couldn't touch her at all, but once he got infected, there was no reason to speak of her.

Afterwards, Tang Mianmian almost collapsed and let the man carry her to the bathroom to clean up before returning to the bed.

She lay safely in his arms, and fell asleep with her eyes closed.

Knowing that she was not asleep, Long Yejue stroked her hair time after time.

It has been more than half a year since we met again, and her hair has grown a little longer, like silk, distributed on her shoulders.

Long Yejue loves this silky feeling very much. When the two of them get along quietly, he always likes to caress like this.

Tang Mianmian was also used to his touching like this, and only felt that it had a soothing effect.

The lamps in the room are slightly warm, making people drowsy.

But both were sane.

One was preoccupied, and the other was thinking about how to speak.

"Go to sleep." He finally turned off the light and said these two words.

Tang Mianmian opened her eyes in the dark, her starry eyes were shining brightly, and her long eyelashes floated.

Although Long Yejue didn't look at her, he knew she wasn't asleep, so he lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead and asked, "What's the matter? Still not sleeping? Haven't you eaten yet?"

"Fuck you." Tang Mianmian pinched his waist.

After Long Yejue pressed her hand to keep her from moving, he said, "After all, why are you so preoccupied today?"

"You, how do you know?" Tang Mianmian asked in surprise.

But then I felt that what I asked was nonsense.

What kind of person is Long Yejue?
He cared so much about her, how could he not know her every move?
It was only natural for him to discover that he was so abnormal.

But Tang Mianmian still hesitated and didn't know how to speak, after all, Zhu Wenyi and Li Xinnian were involved.

"Did my mother make things difficult for you again?" Long Yejue asked in a deep voice.

"No." She quickly denied it, fearing that the man would misunderstand, "Mom has been very nice to me recently, not like before."

"Then why are you still so preoccupied?"

She bit her lip, still not knowing how to speak.

Long Yejue sighed softly, and asked with deep affection, "Is there anything we can't say between us? We are husband and wife."

"Oh, I just don't know how to say it. What do you want to do so much?" Tang Mianmian was helpless, and finally explained to him, "Isn't tomorrow the anniversary of my father's death? Mom told me not to go, saying that I was taking Li Xinnian go."

Speaking of this, she seemed to feel her tone was a bit sour, and quickly added, "First of all, I don't mean to be jealous, I just want to see my father."

"I'm angry if you're not jealous, okay?" Long Yejue pinched her cheek, "She won't let you go, and I won't go either."

"I knew you would say that, and it would be embarrassing."

"Then you mean to let me go by myself? What will you do when you cry at home? I have to kneel on the washboard when I come back!"