love addiction

Tang Mianmian faltered for a while, then whispered, "This is the swimsuit...it's too revealing, I dare not wear it."

"We're husband and wife, it's okay."

"I..." Her voice trembled a little, "My stomach is also full of scars, which are ugly."

"It's really okay, I won't care." Long Yejue coaxed patiently.

Perhaps because he couldn't refuse Long Yejue's kindness, Tang Mianmian was willing to change into a swimsuit.

It was only then that Long Yejue went back to the dressing room in peace and continued to change clothes.

When the two met in the hot spring, she was still wrapped in a rainbow-colored bath towel, too inferior to look into his eyes.

Long Yejue only wore swimming trunks, showing off his good figure.

"Let's go, soak in the hot spring." Long Yejue deliberately kept a distance from her, fearing that he would scare her, "Don't be so inferior in front of me, because no matter what you become, as long as you are Tang Mianmian, I will love you."

Perhaps it was such affectionate words that made Tang Mianmian finally relieved and looked at him with a shy smile again.

But then turned away again.

Long Yejue thought she was still afraid, so he hurriedly advised, "I really don't care, just relax."

"I'm just i..." Tang Mianmian blushed and muttered softly.

She was just embarrassed to see his good figure.

Long Yejue went into the water first, and Tang Mianmian kicked the water on the side. After Long Yejue's patient persuasion, he finally put down the wrapped towel, and saw the swimsuit he was wearing inside was exposed.

Long Yejue looked directly at her abdomen...

There, a scar.

Tang Mianmian seemed to sense his gaze, she quickly lowered her head and buried herself in the water.

Realizing that he was too direct, Long Yejue hurriedly apologized, "Sorry, I have no other meaning."

"You don't need to apologize to me." Tang Mianmian shook her head, her eyes flushed a little, "I just think that my current appearance is ugly, so... I feel very inferior in front of you."

"It won't be ugly." He emphasized in a rough voice.

Tang Mianmian shrank from his fright.

Long Yejue turned around and beat the water surface angrily.

The two are so far away.

Tang Mianmian wanted to lean in several times and told him that he was really okay.

But in the end, she still didn't have the courage. She could not care about other people's eyes, but she couldn't care about his eyes.

She had unconsciously put him in her heart.

It took a long time before Long Yejue spoke, still turning his back to her, "I'm sorry, I have selfish intentions."

"...What...mean?" She asked at a loss.

"I want to make sure if you are Mianmian, that's why I brought you to the hot spring."

This is the hardest confession.

Tang Mianmian was indeed surprised, with hurt in his eyes.

In a low voice, he asked cautiously, "Do you...do you think I'm not like me before? I'm sorry...if I can, I don't want to forget our past. I'm sorry for making you suffer...I'm sorry..."

She covered her face and cried, helpless and pitiful.

Long Yejue couldn't hear her cry, so he hurried over, ignoring the distance, and hugged her tightly, "Don't tell me you're sorry, I did something wrong, you don't have to tell me Apologize."

Tang Mianmian didn't avoid him as usual, but hugged him, wept in his arms, and said sobbingly, "I know I'm very different now, you have that It feels right, and I don't blame you."

Long Yejue didn't speak any more, but his guilt grew bigger and bigger.

The two did not stay overnight at the hot spring clubhouse, but returned to Emgrand on the same day.

Maybe it's because I don't want her to be so careful anymore.

But Tang Mianmian was very happy when he went back.

When she entered the room, she said something to Long Yejue, "Actually, I am very happy today, because you have expressed your doubts, which shows that you believe me."

"..." Mentioning this matter, Long Yejue's eyes gradually darkened.

Tang Mianmian stood on tiptoe and pressed a kiss on his face before blushing and saying, "Good night."

"……Good night."

He was talking to the door panel.

Because after Tang Mianmian finished speaking, she closed the door shyly.

But she heard what Long Yejue said, and her heart began to sweeten.

The more she gets along, the more she realizes that she has begun to rely on this man and cannot do without him.

Perhaps, this is a good start for her who has no memory.

One day, she will remember the past, and at that time, they will have complete each other.

airport.

As soon as Jiang Limo arrived at Jiangcheng Airport, Ning Feng was waiting outside.

Seeing him coming out, he immediately greeted him, took the luggage cart in his hand, and put it in the trunk of the car.

Jiang Limo got into the car, Ning Feng closed the door, started the car and left the airport.

On the way back, the speed of the car was neither fast nor slow.

However, Ning Feng's eyes looked into the rearview mirror from time to time.

After finding nothing, he said, "King, it seems that no one from Long Yejue is following us anymore."

Jiang Limo opened his eyes calmly, and looked ahead calmly, "What's the matter?"

"He found the person he was looking for, so he relaxed his vigilance towards us, but judging from the way they get along, he doesn't seem to believe it. He originally took her to the hot spring club today, but then left in a hurry." Ning Feng He told Jiang Limo everything about the situation.

His expression fluctuated slightly, and finally he closed his eyes slowly, and said lightly, "Long Yejue himself is a cautious person, it's normal to have doubts."

Ning Feng nodded half-understood, "I understand."

The car fell silent again.

When he was about to arrive at Yuhao Yipin, Ning Feng asked again, "King, you shouldn't stay too long when you come back this time, right? Do you want to slow down a few projects on the company's side?"

"Hmm." He nodded.

The car drove into Yuhao Yipin.

When Jiang Limo got off the car, Ning Feng remembered something again, and hurriedly said, "King, during the two months you left, Miss Nian came once, but she didn't drink, she just wandered around the gate , I asked the security guard to tell her you were not here, and she left."

Jiang Limo's face remained unchanged, as if this matter was not important at all, and he walked towards the gate.

Ning Feng sighed, turned and left.

***
Long Yejue gradually returned to work, but spent most of his time with Tang Mianmian.

Because there was an important meeting, Long Yejue left her a note in the morning and went to the company.

Halfway through the meeting, his cell phone rang.

Long Yejue interrupted the meeting directly, and walked out of the meeting room with his mobile phone.

All the executives were a little surprised.

But thinking of the boss's doting on Mrs. Long in the past, I got used to it.

It's just that such an unexpected situation hasn't happened for a long time, so they are so curious.

However, Long Yejue never cared about other people's eyes, and he didn't feel any guilt for interrupting the meeting.

The cold and hard expression on his face was also replaced by gentleness, and his voice was much softer, "What's wrong?"

"Long Yejue...can I go to that studio?"

"..."

As if he was afraid that he would not know, he explained, "It's the room where I painted before. I want to go to paint and see, maybe I can find the feeling."

"Of course." Long Yejue agreed.

Tang Mianmian was overjoyed and said thank you twice.

Long Yejue was a little helpless, but he was very doting, "That was your study."

"Okay, I just want to ask you, by the way, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll make it for you."

"Lotus root pork ribs soup." Long Yejue reported the name of the dish.

Tang Mianmian thought for a while, then nodded, "Okay."

Long Yejue ended the call, the smile on his face deepened, and the brows were stained with a smile.

The people who saw the president's office were turbulent for a while.

The meeting continued, but Long Yejue was no longer as focused as before.

Some departments with poor performance were originally reporting with trepidation, but Long Yejue didn't say anything.

The meeting ended early, and as soon as Long Yejue left the conference room, he called Anyi and told him that he would go back early.

Although An Yi was not surprised, he still asked, "It's been so long since my wife came back. My wife has always said that she wants to go and see, but she's worried that she has lost her memory now."

"I won't see you for now." Long Yejue said indifferently.

Anyi understood enough, so he nodded, "Don't worry too much, you can't rush things like amnesia."

Long Yejue pouted noncommittally, turned and left.

Anyi looked at his back and shook his head regretfully.

In fact, Young Master Jue is suffering more than anyone else, right?

Long Yejue rushed back to Dihao as quickly as possible, and the room was already filled with the smell of food.

Lotus root pork ribs soup.

He immediately felt relaxed, his deep eyes lit up, and before he saw anyone, he called out, "Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law?"

The woman who was busy in the kitchen poked her head out and saw the eager Long Yejue, with the corners of her mouth raised, she replied happily, "I'm here, wait for me, there are two more dishes to be ready."

"No rush, take your time." Long Yejue felt at ease when he saw her.

Putting the coat aside casually, he followed into the kitchen.

Tang Mianmian was frying vegetables when Long Yejue walked in, but she didn't pay attention. When he came close and hugged her from behind, she was so scared that she almost dropped the shovel in her hand.

"You're busy, I just want to hug you like this." Long Yejue whispered in her ear.

The warm breath made Tang Mianmian's ears turn red, and he maintained his movements stiffly, still not used to being approached by him.

But Long Yejue didn't do anything else, just hugged him so warmly.

Tang Mianmian gradually became less stiff, and the two finished two dishes together before Long Yejue let go and helped serve the dishes out.

Tang Mianmian took a long breath of relief in the kitchen, then patted her cheeks that were about to burn, covering her face with the urge to snicker.

It turns out that this is the feeling of being close to someone.

On the dining table, there are four dishes and one soup.

The soup is his special lotus root rib soup.

Long Yejue was the first to pick out the lotus root inside, leaving only the ribs for her.

Tang Mianmian looked at him puzzled, "Do you like eating lotus root so much?"

"No." He shook his head, "Because you don't like to eat it, I eat lotus root every time."

"Is that so?" A puzzled expression appeared on her face again, "But I really like eating lotus root. Could it be that it changed after amnesia?"

Her words made Long Yejue eat lotus root.