love addiction

Chapter 992 Single Dogs Are Worthy?

Hearing this, the only one immediately added a piece of pork ribs to Tang Mianmian, "Eat, this is delicious, eat more."

"Well, thank you, Auntie Wei, you eat too." Tang Mianmian said emotionally.

The only one but focused on eating.

During this period, she only served Tang Mianmian with food, while Ye Xirong was ignored.

For this reason, Ye Xirong sighed a little, "It feels like I picked it up, and you are my mother's own daughter."

Tang Mianmian made a snort by his description, "You and Long Yejue are quite similar, you will be jealous of anything."

"Don't compare me with him." Long Yejue protested at the right time.

Since arriving here, his sense of presence has been much weaker.

One Ye Xirong is fine, but now Auntie Wei has come, if he hadn't planned to come back with a good plan, he would have been unbearable long ago.

Ye Xirong, who was despised, expressed dissatisfaction, "I don't want to be compared with you, it will lose my value."

"Single dogs are worth something? Do you still think of yourself as an aristocrat?" Long Yejue retorted calmly.

Ye Xirong was so angry that he vomited blood.

Do single dogs have no human rights?

After dinner, Tang Mianmian stayed with Aunt Wei for a while. Although the way of chatting with her was very strange, Tang Mianmian was always patient.

The glutinous rice balls are also very cute. From time to time, she will act like a baby to her, as if she is also the owner of the house.

When Tang Mianmian was sighing, Long Yejue retorted faintly, "Three idiots in the sled don't know the owner, and they are friendly to everyone. You think too much."

Tang Mianmian, "..."

Can you stop being so... poisonous?

Because of jet lag, Tang Mianmian didn't feel sleepy at all, and stayed with Aunt Wei to fall asleep before returning to the guest room.

Long Yejue is busy in front of the computer. Although he has almost arranged all the important tasks, there are still some things that he needs to deal with personally.

Seeing him like this, Tang Mianmian felt that he was working hard.

The husband worked hard, so the wife naturally wanted to comfort him, filled him with bath water, and then came over gently and asked, "Husband, I have filled the bath water, please move to take a bath."

Hearing this voice, Long Yejue felt that his bones were brittle, and his throat tightened involuntarily, "Do you want to serve me?"

"This is a caring service function for my wife, and it can only be used today."

"This function is great!" Long Yejue said generously, "Is there any other function?"

"No more." How could Tang Mianmian not know what he was thinking and immediately vetoed it.

"..."

Long Yejue is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He has his own skills to take her down and develop more functions.

So much so that Tang Mianmian regretted it in the end!
She feels sorry for what he did! !

***
Perhaps it was because of Tang Mianmian's presence that there were many smiles on the only face.

The only doctor who had been treating her was also happy to tell Ye Xirong that her condition had improved after a regular checkup.

This surprised Ye Xirong.

After all, in the past 20 years, my mother has never given up on treatment, but there has been no progress, and sometimes it has even worsened.

But this time, the doctor told himself that it was getting better!

This means, is it possible for his mother to recover?

This idea made Ye Xirong very excited. As a son, he has always taken it as his duty to cure his mother's illness.

That kind of excitement is incomprehensible to others.

After Tang Mianmian made sweet soup and brought it to Aunt Wei, she brought it to Ye Xirong.

The door of Ye Xirong's room was not closed, so Tang Mianmian pushed the door gently and entered, only to find that there was no sign of Ye Xirong in the room.

She was surprised, and just about to call him, she saw a figure sitting behind the curtain.

Actually hiding behind the curtains, Tang Mianmian smiled helplessly, put down the sweet soup and planned to call him, but heard a slight sob.

She stopped in her footsteps, and looked at the shadow behind the curtain in a little surprise.

Is he... crying?

She listened quietly, and found that Ye Xirong was crying as she had guessed.

And still hiding behind the curtains and crying secretly.

After seeing him who was cold and expressionless, Tang Mianmian discovered another side.

She thought about it, and finally decided to leave the room and give him a separate space.

As a man, and such a strong man, this kind of vulnerability is definitely not something that people want to see.

Ye Xirong only felt touched by the doctor's words, calmed down, and then walked out from behind the curtain.

I wanted to go to the bathroom to see how I was, fearing that people would see that I had cried, but found the sweet soup quietly placed on the table.

His expression froze for a moment, and he understood who sent it up.

The originally red eyes seemed to soften a lot in an instant, and the heart that had been frozen for a long time began to feel warm.

It was this kind of warmth that Ye Xirong had felt before.

After returning from Jiangcheng, he thought about why Tang Mianmian would feel this way to him.

Although he never figured it out, and he never thought about it later, he ignored it.

Now, Tang Mianmian came, and he felt it again, and it was stronger than last time.

And even more, let him be greedy.

He walked to the table and looked at the cold bowl of sweet soup with deep eyes.

All along, he doesn't like sweets very much. Although he lives in this country that likes to eat sweets, he can't like this taste.

But today, he has an appetite, an appetite to taste this sweet soup.

By the time he understood, he had already started drinking from a bowl.

Because it was cold, the sweet soup didn't taste very good, but it made Ye Xirong feel that this was the best sweet soup he had ever tasted.

When she went downstairs with the tray, Tang Mianmian was still busy making double skin milk in the kitchen.

Seeing him coming down, he asked with crooked eyebrows, "Have you finished drinking the sweet soup?"

"Hmm." Ye Xirong raised the corner of his lips and passed the tray over, "What are you doing?"

"Shuangpi Nai, I like it very much, so I made it for you to try." Tang Mianmian explained.

Ye Xirong didn't like dairy products either, but after hearing what she said, he became a little more curious, "Then make more, I want to eat it too."

"Yes." Tang Mianmian said with a smile, "But don't you men all like such sweet and sour things?"

The so-called you men naturally include Long Yejue.

Ye Xirong no longer resisted being compared to Tang Mianmian and Long Yejue again.

This even made him feel that in Tang Mianmian's heart, his position was second only to Long Yejue.

So he didn't mind, "You made it, of course you have to try it, my mother likes this kind of sweet and sour food, and you made it, she must like it very much."

"I just made it because Auntie Wei liked it. You are lucky."

"It turns out that I have been honored by my mother."

The two chatted very happily and comfortably.

Just like Ye Xirong likes to get along with Tang Mianmian very much, he is comfortable and comfortable.

The two chatted and talked about Ye Xirong's promise to help Tang Mianmian before.

This matter is a stone that weighs on Ye Xirong's heart, especially after seeing Tang Mianmian, he feels a little guilty, "I haven't done what I promised you, I'm really sorry."

"Don't say that, I can understand, it's really not your fault." Tang Mianmian quickly comforted him, for fear that he would blame himself, "Aunt Wei's current state is beyond your control, so don't blame yourself."

"After I came back, I have been thinking about why my father took your son away. I can't figure it out." The smile on Ye Xirong's face has faded, only a little gloomy, "Maybe I don't know much about him. There are fewer of them!"

"Okay." Tang Mianmian handed him a cup of exquisite Shuangpi Nai, "Try it, how does it taste?"

"..." Ye Xirong took it, but looked at her deeply, and finally lowered his head to savor her handicrafts, "This is the so-called... best double-skin milk."

His compliment made Tang Mianmian smile and roll her eyes, "How many times have you eaten?"

"the first time."

"Okay, I'll call Auntie Wei."

Ye Xirong ate all the double skin milk she made, he was really not used to eating such a sweet thing all at once, but he didn't reject it at all.

When Aunt Wei tasted this taste, her expression suddenly changed.

Tang Mianmian thought she didn't like it, so she asked nervously, "Auntie Wei, don't you like this? If you don't like it, don't eat it. I'll make you something else."

But Aunt Wei couldn't let go, "Do you know Rui Rui?"

"Auntie Wei, I don't know Rui Rui." Tang Mianmian answered such questions many times every day.

"Rui Rui also likes to drink Shuangpi Nai, Rui Rui looks very similar to you." Aunt Wei sighed, then lowered her head and started eating again.

Tang Mianmian couldn't bear to interrupt her mood at this time, so she accompanied her silently.

Accompanying her to finish the Shuangpi Nai, she started to be in a daze again, and when she took away the cup, she asked again, "Do you know Rui Rui?"

"Aunt Wei, I don't know Rui Rui."

"Oh, I thought you were Rui Rui, you look a lot like Rui Rui, Rui Rui's birthday is going to be tomorrow." Aunt Wei started talking to herself again.

When Tang Mianmian took the cup to the kitchen, she saw Ye Xirong smoking a cigarette against the wall.

She thought about it, and walked over, "Your wound is still not healed, try to smoke as little as possible, and this is indoors, it's best not to smoke."

Ye Xirong coughed a few times, put out the cigarette, and then looked at her seriously, "Tomorrow is Valentine's Day, you and Long Yejue have been to the world of two, I will take care of my mother."

"We're all old married couples. Don't think too much about Valentine's Day." Tang Mianmian smiled helplessly.

"Valentine's Day is a very important festival here, so it's good for you to go and feel the festive atmosphere." Ye Xirong still insisted.

Tang Mianmian knew that he didn't want to trouble himself and Long Yejue too much.

Although he has not been here for a long time, Tang Mianmian also learned something from the servant.

Ye Xirong's life was very difficult since he was a child. He almost grew up working and studying. At the beginning, he made a lot of gunner designs for people, just in exchange for a little food and clothing.

Later, when I had some savings and my life got better, I started to design by myself.

Fortunately, he met Bole who appreciated him, which made him famous in this industry.

Being famous naturally brings benefits. He once hated this model, but for the sake of his mother, he had to suppress his dislike and keep doing things he didn't like.

Fortunately, they are living a good life now, but Ye Xirong's character has been formed, and he tries to solve everything by himself, and is unwilling to owe favors to anyone.

Tang Mianmian was very distressed by Ye Xirong's experience over the years, but she couldn't show it.

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