love addiction

She withdrew into her protective world and became more defensive against him.

Long Yejue was shocked again when he saw her strange eyes towards him.

The emotional adjustment just now fell short.

He clenched his fists, his eyes showed a fierce look.

Jessica thought he was going to force herself again, she hugged her head in fright, and looked at him through slightly squinted eyes.

boom!
Bang bang bang!
He punched her heavily on the side of the ear.

Jessica screamed in fright, "I'll eat, I'll eat, I'll eat right away!"

Long Yejue closed his eyes, and veins appeared on his forehead, which showed how angry he was.

After a long time, he stood up, and Jessica immediately stood up and walked towards the door he came from, "I ate everything you made, is that okay?"

Long Yejue seemed to be crushed by a boulder and couldn't breathe.

Jessica thought he agreed, and hurried downstairs.

On the table in the restaurant downstairs, there were two plates of exquisite pasta.

It is very different from the traditional pasta. The pasta made by this vicious man looks more oriental and more tempting.

She hadn't eaten all day. If it wasn't for being locked up here and being in a state of panic, she would have eaten two meals a long time ago.

Here's pasta with all the flavor and color, and her favorite flavored yogurt.

She sat down at the dining table and looked in the direction of the stairs. The scary man didn't come downstairs.

Jessica swallowed, and then quickly ate with a fork. With that man around, she might have to persevere, but now that he's gone, she must eat something to maintain her strength, even if she runs away.

Jessica ate the whole plate of spaghetti, but Long Yejue didn't come down.

She licked her lips and looked at the pasta on the opposite plate.

He was so angry just now, as if he didn't want to eat, he might as well eat it himself.

Jessica peeked upstairs again, but she still didn't see the man, so she took the plate bluntly and started to eat.

With two plates of pasta and a cup of yogurt, Jessica was very full.

It feels like I haven't eaten so full for a long time.

She got up, hesitated for a moment, and then walked quickly to the door.

When she reached out to pull the door, she was disappointed again.

The door is a password door, and there is no way to open it.

Reluctantly, she walked around to see if there were any windows to escape.

After walking around, she found it was futile. Even if there was a window, she couldn't escape because it was so high!

Besides, what kind of fence is there outside... It looks very difficult to climb over, and she doesn't have much time now.

She is not yet familiar with the terrain, and she doesn't know what it's like to escape outside, so it's better not to act rashly for the time being.

After making this decision, Jessica walked back, intending to go upstairs, but when she turned around, she saw the man standing at the stairs with a sullen and handsome face.

He looked at himself with cold eyes, as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Jessica took a step back nervously, trying to explain, but couldn't speak.

Long Yejue had already seen through her thoughts, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth mockingly, "Don't try to escape, even Jiang Limo has nothing to do with this place, let alone you."

Jessica was really desperate.

Since this man is so terrifying, how could he let her escape so easily.

She bit her lip and went back, and went upstairs in a fit of anger. When she missed him, she stomped her feet on purpose, using this behavior to protest his bully behavior.

Back in the room, when she was about to close the door, Long Yejue followed.

"What are you doing?" Jessica immediately went on alert.

"There is a pen and paper on the table."

"For what?"

"Write my name, a hundred times."

"..."

boring man!
She slammed the door shut with a bang, not wanting to pay attention to his childish behavior.

Long Yejue outside the door said to stay for a while, then went downstairs.

At the dining table, he looked at the two empty plates and raised his eyebrows.

This duplicitous woman, who clearly said she wouldn't eat it, ate his share, and it seemed that the taste suited her well.

But speaking of it, didn't I learn to cook according to her taste when I learned to cook?

The gloomy mood of the whole day seemed to get better after seeing two empty plates.

He took the empty plate to the kitchen without complaint, washed it, and made himself something to eat.

The stomach has already started to twitch and hurt. If he hadn't carried it hard, he might have collapsed long ago.

Upstairs, Jessica frowned as she looked at the stack of papers and a pen, feeling a violent urge in her heart.

But she finally sat down, picked up the pen, and opened the book.

On the notebook, there is a name written by him.

Long Yejue.

His handwriting is very good, probably for her to recognize, so he deliberately wrote block letters.

Jessica has never noticed that anyone can write block letters so beautifully.

She shook her head abruptly again, telling herself, "Jessica, what are you thinking? He is your enemy! Can't you admire him just because he is good-looking? A bully will always be a bully."

But...that's not what I thought in my heart.

At the moment, all she thinks about is that he looks good, writes well, cooks deliciously...

A man who sounds good, why is he such a bully?

Jessica really couldn't understand, she shook her head helplessly, and realized that she seemed to be thinking too much.

Shouldn't she be thinking about Jiang Limo now?
She patted her face and began to write his name.

To deal with bullies, it would be better to please them.

It's actually quite difficult to write this name, but after writing it for a long time, she can lift it very smoothly.

As if she had written it before, Jessica shook her head in self-denial, how could she have written it.

One hundred names is easy to say, but it still takes some time to write.

At least after finishing writing, Jessica felt that her hands were sore, she rubbed them, and looked at the time on the wall, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

That man should have rested, right?
In other words, he would not come to this room.

Jessica felt a little relieved. Looking at the neat names on the paper, she seemed to feel that it was a bit of an eyesore, so she opened an article, picked up a pen, and started to draw naturally.

She used to draw necklaces and earrings, but this time, she started drawing rings from the beginning.

Every stroke and every stroke is outlined with great care.

Time flowed unconsciously in her concentration, and Jessica even forgot about time.

By the time she felt that it was about the same, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

She rubbed her sore neck, looked at the ring whose overall design could be seen on the paper, and nodded in satisfaction.

This is the first time for her to draw a ring, and she already has the shape in her mind. After drawing it this time, the picture is similar to what she imagined, and she is very satisfied.

After leaving here, she had to take it to Jiang Limo to see.

After making up her mind, Jessica got up, stretched her waist, checked the time, and looked at the door. It seemed that the man would never come again, so she went to bed with peace of mind, put on her clothes and fell asleep.

Early morning.

The closed door was gently opened from the outside, and Long Yejue appeared at the door.

He was still the same as before, but his eyes were a little tired, and as soon as he came in, his eyes fell on the woman who was sleeping peacefully on the bed.

The cold gaze suddenly softened a lot.

He walked in with very light steps, and walked to the side of the bed. Looking at her sleeping face, his cold heart began to soften.

He raised his hand involuntarily, lingering gently on her face.

Different from the touch in his memory, the touch at this time is full of bumps and bumps caused by her scar.

What has she been through?
Why is the face like this?
And what lost memory?

Is it the same as Shen Liangchen?Was there a car accident?
But apart from the scars on her face, she had no other scars, which was what Long Yejue couldn't understand the most.

Why did Jiang Limo make things difficult for her?

Thinking of that man, killing intent appeared in his eyes.

If it wasn't for his relationship with the Long family, I'm afraid he would not be enough to die a hundred times!
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Long Yejue looked deeply at her sleeping face again, feeling very at ease in his heart.

It's been a long time since he had such a solid feeling. He looked at it for a while before pulling up the quilt for her.

Seemingly reluctant to part with the tranquility at this moment, Long Yejue lowered his head and planted a kiss on the center of her brow.

Very light, as if afraid of breaking the dream at this moment.

She only moved slightly and fell into a deep sleep again.

Long Yejue dimmed the lights before turning around to leave the room.

Just before going out, he looked at the paper and pen on the table again.

He punished her for writing her name just now, but he didn't really want to punish her, but just wanted to find something for her to do, otherwise she would just think too much.

It seems that the effect is still there, at least he didn't see her cry again.

Except for the first name that I wrote down by myself, her beautiful handwriting was neatly arranged after that.

Looking at the familiar handwriting, Long Yejue's eyes were as gentle as water.

The long fingers stroked her name one by one, but she could outline her serious and focused appearance in her mind.

One hundred names were written on ten pages, and each page was neatly arranged.

At the beginning, he made fun of her obsessive-compulsive disorder, but now it has become her most distinctive symbol.

Turning to the last page, his expression froze.

There was a sketch of a pair of rings drawn there. It hadn't been refined, but the outline could be seen very clearly.

That was a loving first draft.

When designing a deep love, it was the time when their relationship had just warmed up and was very sweet, so Long Yejue can clearly remember it.

Even after such a long time, he can still tell at a glance that it is the design drawing he loves so much.

Long Yejue's blood started to boil, he picked up the notebook, looked at the picture on it, wanted to rush over to wake her up, and ask her why she would forget herself, and why she could still remember theirs after forgetting What does the wedding ring look like?

It took Long Yejue a lot of restraint to suppress the impulse, and then slowly and gently put the notebook back on the table, restoring it to the way she had just placed it.

Only then did she take a nostalgic look at her sleeping face, and left the room reluctantly.

After leaving the room, he leaned his back against the wall, closed his eyes, but raised the corners of his mouth slightly.