love addiction

Stretch out your hand and twist his waist, it's hard to twist!

Long Yejue woke up from the heat in an instant, let go of her and said angrily at her, "Tang Mianmian, you murdered your husband!"

Tang Mianmian regained some face this time, and did not forget to fight back, "Who told you to mess around?"

"You are my wife, I am motivated, that's a matter of course."

"……"rogue!
She angrily walked to the password door, she hadn't noticed that there was a password door before, "What's the password? Why does Shen Xiaoai know?"

"870214, this password is my usual password. It's not unusual for her to know it." Long Yejue pursed his lips slightly, his fiery eyes seemed to be a little colder.

When Tang Mianmian heard the password, she remembered that she forgot to ask before, so she asked curiously, "Whose birthday is this password? It looks like it's a birthday number."

"Do whatever you want." He passed her, walked directly to the password door, pressed the beeps a few times, and then said to her, "Okay, changed it, the password is the date we received the certificate."

The date of receipt of the certificate...

Tang Mianmian didn't know how much it was, so she asked, "When will we get the certificate?"

The man grimaced decisively, glared at her, and walked away.

Tang Mianmian was aggrieved by the stares.

He was in such a hurry at that time, how could he know which day it was?
Besides, I encountered too many things at that time, when my mood and life were the worst, how can I still remember that day.

Tang Mianmian pursed her lips, packed her clothes, and planned to take them upstairs.

When I saw the pack of condoms, I hesitated for a while, and finally screwed it upstairs quickly.

After all, it would be even more unsightly to keep this thing here.

Long Yejue seemed to be taking a bath, Tang Mianmian lingered at the bedroom door, and finally chose to enter his bedroom.

After all, there is no difference between entering a guest room and own bedroom.

The door in the middle, or something, will pass through every minute, and the man might be even more angry if that happens.

Just as I put those pajamas away, I heard Long Yejue order from the bathroom, "Bring me a bathrobe."

"..."

Get him... a bathrobe?
Does that mean he's not wearing anything?

Although they are husband and wife, taking bathrobes should be a matter of course, but after all, the two have never had a relationship, so it would be bad to go in like this.

Long Yejue didn't hear her answer, and knew what she was struggling with, so he said directly, "If you don't bring me a bathrobe, I'll come out right away, and then don't say I'm a hooligan."

"..."

Potholes!

This was originally a hooligan.

Tang Mianmian knew very well that he was a man who could do what he said, so he went non-stop to get a bathrobe for his young master.

When she knocked on the door, she quickly closed her eyes, afraid of seeing something she shouldn't see.

Long Yejue opened the door and saw her with her eyes closed, he couldn't help mocking, "Tang Mianmian, it costs a lot of money for others to look at my body, but you are better off, I will show it to you for free, you don't even want to look at it, I really don't understand What is resource utilization?"

Tang Mianmian blushed, not being fooled, and still forgot to fight back, "Is that a duck if someone sees that you are going to give you money?"

Long Yejue clapped his hands in the bathrobe, and narrowed his eyes dangerously, "What did you say?"

Tang Mianmian, who was very vigilant, knew that this topic could not be continued, so she turned around and was about to run away, "I'm going to cook..."

But after walking a few steps, the man caught up with him, pushed her for a few steps, and then pushed her against the wall, with an extremely hoarse voice, "Repeat what you just said to me."

Tang Mianmian looked at him in panic, and stammered, "I, I said, I'll cook for you."

"The first sentence." The man obviously didn't intend to let her go.

Tang Mianmian regretted it now.

If I had known it earlier, I wouldn't have been quick to talk for a while. This man's temperament of vengeance must be unlucky for him.

"Others see that you want to give you money, that's...that's..."

She can't come out.

"Do you need me to help you remember?" Long Yejue's sculpted jaw was slightly tense.

She shook her head quickly, whoever nodded at this time was a fool, "I'm hungry, really, I'm hungry from shopping, I'm going to cook."

"I'm hungry too." He said in a low voice, with a strange light floating in his eyes, "And I've been hungry for a long time."

"Then I'll make you something to eat." She chose to avoid this question.

But the man didn't intend to let her go, and he pressed her forehead and said word by word, "What do I want to eat, don't you understand? And my free duck is delivered to your door, shouldn't you be happy? After all , earned it again."

"..."

She knew that this man was not so easy to deal with, especially after he knew that his relative had left, he looked at her like a wolf, wishing to tear her apart and eat her.

"I'm not too fond of ducks...I just want to eat vegetables now," she stammered.

Long Yejue wanted to play tricks again, but her stomach came to the rescue at this moment.

Cuckoo a few times...

It's quite loud!

She has never been so grateful to her stomach like this moment, raised her face, and said confidently, "Did you hear me, my stomach is protesting!"

Long Yejue sighed, slightly disappointed, "Okay, I'll feed you first, and then use you to feed me."

"...cannibalism... is against the law."

"It's okay, we have legal documents."

"..."

She is not in the same rank as him at all, not an opponent.

Tang Mianmian could only escape from his slackness, and ran away after saying, "I'm going to cook."

It seems that he is as terrible as a scourge.

Long Yejue wiped the corner of his mouth slightly, and smiled wickedly, "Tang Mianmian, you can't escape."

Eating her is inevitable.

Tang Mianmian made three dishes and one soup with the vegetables he bought. It was full of color, flavor and taste, and looked very appetizing.

The man also came down from upstairs, and he smelled the fragrance of the room, and he was in a very good mood.

The originally deserted house now has warmth and a feeling of home at this moment.

All this is because of her arrival.

Tang Mianmian brought the soup to the table, and when she saw the man, she greeted him, "Wash your hands and eat."

Long Yejue followed her into the kitchen, just as she was taking off her apron and washing her hands.

So naturally, he put his hands through her arms and hugged her from behind.

Tang Mianmian froze for a moment, and began to twitch, "I wash my hands, what are you doing?"

"I wash my hands too." He rested his chin on her shoulder, and with a very pleasant deep voice, he spread out his hands and asked her to wash him for him.

There was no other way, Tang Mianmian could only wash his hands, complaining, "How old are you, you still need me to wash your hands."

"I helped you take a shower last time."

"... Long Yejue!"

Hooligans are not scary, but I am afraid that hooligans are BOSS.

She is no match at all.

The temperature on her face didn't cool down until eating.

But Long Yejue ate very elegantly.

Originally, it was just home-cooked food, but judging from the way he ate, he seemed to be eating high-end western food, which made people very appetizing.

Of course, Tang Mianmian also has self-knowledge, until what he cooks is definitely not as good as the chef of Long's family.

Even the vegetables are a bit salty.

But fortunately, Long Yejue was not picky, which made her feel at ease.

"After dinner in a while, you move the potted plants on the table to your study, don't move the rest, I'll take care of it." Tang Mianmian ordered him.

This tone is like a wife telling her husband.

Long Yejue nodded happily, "Okay."

Tang Mianmian thought that the man would be arrogant, but she didn't expect to agree so soon, she was really not used to it.

She washed the dishes and came out, the man had already moved, and the remaining potted plants were intended to be placed in the hall.

After arranging them one by one according to her idea, she went upstairs with the last pot of violets, intending to put them in the bedroom.

The overall tone of this house is cold, and Long Yejue has always lived in it. Except for the garden outside, there is no place alive.

Even the bedroom is the same, black and white sheets, black and white decoration style.

Although simple and generous, it does not give people a warm feeling.

She has always disliked this kind of cold tone color, and always felt that it would be too depressing, so she brought in violets to add some other colors to the room.

Putting Violet on the decorative cabinet next to the bed, he nodded in satisfaction and looked at it as a whole.

While it has improved, there are still many things that are missing.

Like...wedding photos.

In the room of other couples, there will be a huge wedding photo.

Before she got married, she also thought that she must choose the most beautiful one to put on it.

But now...

The marriage was so sudden, and the person she married had never thought about it, and it was even more impossible to have any wedding photos.

Maybe it's impossible for me to wear a wedding dress in my life.

Her eyes sank a little, feeling inexplicably sad.

Shaking off this inexplicable emotion, she walked towards the study.

The man was still busy with his business. When he saw her coming in, he just raised his eyes slightly, then lowered his head and continued to work.

Tang Mianmian didn't bother her, and started picking out the potted plants he put on the coffee table.

Most of them need to be placed around his desk to protect against radiation.

A small part is placed in some conspicuous positions and looks comfortable.

The man answered the phone, and after she was busy at the desk, his eyes just stuck to her, but his mouth was not messed up, "I will definitely get the land by the sea, although the royal family has been around for a few years. I am much weaker in terms of real estate, but it does not mean that I have given up, this is a piece of fat, everyone wants it, I have always been a carnivore, there is no reason not to sell it."

Tang Mianmian placed the calla lilies on the table in front of him, finding a nice angle to place them.

She compared it, and met the man's deep eyes through the potted plant.

The person on the other end of the phone was still talking, but Long Yejue locked her eyes tightly, with strange lights floating around.

Tang Mianmian's cheeks burned, and she quickly lowered her head, but she didn't want to bump the table, and fell to the ground.

The man couldn't hold it back for a while, the corners of his mouth curled up, feeling extremely happy, "If you place the bid, I will have a better plan and hand it over to Mr. Li, I believe you won't be disappointed."

Tang Mianmian rubbed his forehead that was sore from the impact, shrank for a while on the ground, then stood up again to set the bookcase behind him.

There are as many books on the bookcase as his office and Nianyuan, and they are all things she can't understand.

But the classification is very good, it can be seen that this man also has obsessive-compulsive disorder.

After finding a few empty seats, she placed them on tiptoe.

When it was the second time, he seemed to see something, and before he could reach for it, he was hugged by the man from behind.

"you……"

"Don't move, let me hug you." He buried his head in her neck and said seductively.

Tang Mianmian really didn't dare to move.

After all, I know him best how easily this man gets angry recently, and he can't bear to be teased.