Shocked that she had said the wrong thing, Xiaoyue hurriedly explained, "I'll say it casually." (Baidu Search Rainbow Literature Network)"

"He won't eat it." Tang Mianmian replied with certainty.

"Why? It's delicious. Xiaoyue doesn't think so.

Tang Mianmian looked at the biscuits, and then said lightly, "He doesn't eat carrots." ”

"That's right." Xiaoyue understood, and felt a little regretful, "It's a pity, how delicious these cookies are." ”

"Have you talked enough?"

Long Yejue's voice suddenly sounded behind the two, and Xiaoyue was so frightened that the half-eaten biscuits in her hand fell off.

And Tang Mianmian's action of cleaning the tableware was paused, and he recovered and continued to work expressionlessly.

"Long, Mr. Long, when did you come back?" Xiaoyue looked at the man at the door in a panic and asked nervously.

Long Yejue glanced at Xiaoyue coldly, glanced at those cookies with disgust, and then said, "I didn't eat, make something to eat." ”

"Okay." Xiaoyue nodded hurriedly.

And the Dragon Night Lord has also left.

Xiaoyue breathed nervously, "Scared me to death, scared me to death." ”

Tang Mianmian shook his head helplessly, "What's so scary about this?" Does he dare to eat people? ”

"Maybe."

Tang Mianmian put the last tableware away, then cleaned it up and said, "You make food for him, I'll go to rest." ”

"Miss Tang......" Xiaoyue exclaimed nervously.

"Huh?"

"That, Mr. Long's face doesn't look very good, he was still covering his lower abdomen just now, it must be a recurrence of stomach disease or something, I don't know what he likes to eat, do him a little bit, do me a favor?"

Xiaoyue had a bit of a begging meaning.

Gastropathy?

Tang Mianmian thought of Shen Shaogong's words.

Liu Mei tightened for a moment, picked up the notebook on the side, wrote on it a few times, and handed it to Xiaoyue, "Make it according to these dishes." ”

"Thank you." Xiaoyue was grateful, and quickly took the note book and took the ingredients according to it.

Tang Mianmian came out with a box of biscuits, and planned to go upstairs to the studio to mix it up, but when he passed by Long Yejue, he paused again.

He was sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding his lower abdomen to read the information.

Liu frowned, she turned around and turned back to the kitchen, handed the biscuits to Xiaoyue, "Take them to him to eat." ”

"Huh?" Xiaoyue didn't react, a little shocked, "Mr. Long doesn't eat carrots!" ”

"If you want to send it, send it!" Tang Mianmian gave an angry order, took the tools in her hand, and began to get busy.

There was no way, Xiaoyue could only bite the bullet, brought the biscuits, and said uneasily, "Mr. Long, this is a freshly baked carrot biscuit, you eat a little first." ”

Long Yejue didn't even look at it, and said indifferently, "Do you think I'll eat it?" ”

"This ......" Xiaoyue's nervous heart was about to jump out of her chest, "This is roasted by Miss Tang, she is afraid that you will be hungry, so let me send it over to cushion your stomach first." ”

"Bang!"

Tang Mianmian, who was washing vegetables in the room, fell heavily on the ground with the onion in his hand after hearing Xiaoyue's words.

Damn Akatsuki!

Why say such things!

Who's worried about him?

The devil is worried about him!

Long Yejue looked up from the piece and looked at Xiaoyue.

A cold sweat had begun to break out on Xiaoyue's forehead, and she felt like she was about to be generous.

And Long Yejue lowered his eyes lightly and said indifferently, "Put it there." ”

Xiaoyue quickly put the biscuits on the coffee table as if she had been amnestied, and then returned to the kitchen as if she had escaped, panting heavily, "I'm scared, I'm scared to death." ”

When Tang Mianmian saw Xiaoyue like this, not only did she not sympathize, but wanted to strangle her, "Who told you to say that I was worried about him!?" ”

She kept her voice low, afraid that the man in the living room would hear her.

Xiaoyue explained apologetically, "I can't help it, didn't you see that Mr. Long left cookies?" Maybe I'll eat it in a while. ”

He won't eat it!

Tang Mianmian said disdainfully in his heart, and continued to keep his head down.

The two worked together to quickly make four dishes and one soup, all of which were Long Yejue's favorite dishes!

When Tang Mianmian saw those dishes, he had an urge to hit the wall.

What's wrong with she's a psychopath?

Cooking is his favorite food!

What if this man misunderstands something? Then she didn't jump into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it?

The more I think about it, the more annoyed I become, but I can't throw it away even if it's done!

Afraid that this man would misunderstand, Tang Mianmian had no choice but to say to Xiaoyue: "Don't say it's my cooking, just say it's what you make casually!"

Xiaoyue couldn't figure it out, this was clearly done by herself, why did she say that she did it?

It seemed that he couldn't wait for her to explain, so Tang Mianmian pushed her out.

Xiaoyue brought the dishes to the table and said to Long Yejue over there, "Mr. Long has come over for dinner, all of them are your favorite dishes!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiaoyue regretted it, and looked at the kitchen with a little weakness, meeting Tang Mianmian's gaze, and had an urge to beg for mercy!

No way, she won't lie!

Especially after seeing Mr. Long's eyes, his heart was even more empty.

Long Yejue's eyes seemed to be able to see through anything, she didn't dare to lie!

Long Yejue put down the piece in his hand and glanced meaningfully in the direction of the kitchen before sitting at the table with a smile.

The dishes on the table are all his favorites.

Xiaoyue said that they were all his favorite dishes.

Before Tang Mianmian came, he had hardly been to Emgrand, and Xiaoyue didn't know his preferences at all.

And the only one who knows, of course, is the woman in the kitchen.

He ate without anger, not slowly, but he ate every dish very seriously.

Xiaoyue stretched out her head and glanced at the biscuit box on the coffee table, and her expression instantly became surprised.

Quickly slipped back to the kitchen and whispered to Tang Mianmian, who was still pretending to be busy, "Miss Tang, Mr. Long has finished all the cookies you baked." ”

Finished eating?

Tang Mianmian's movements in his hands paused, and he always felt that it was impossible.

Xiaoyue nodded affirmatively, "I saw it with my own eyes, I don't believe you go to see it." ”

She lowered her eyes, pretended to be indifferent, and replied lightly, "Why should I go to see it?" Love to eat or not. ”

"Oh, you're actually very happy." Xiaoyue asked happily.

Tang Mianmian's face changed, threw the towel back to the sink, took off his apron and said, "You clean up yourself, I'm going upstairs, don't bother me if there's nothing to do." ”

"Oh? Upstairs? "Xiaoyue is a little inexplicable.

But Tang Mianmian had already gone out of the kitchen and went upstairs without squinting, without even glancing at the man at the table.

Locked herself in the studio, she grabbed her hair a little irritably, "Tang Mianmian, are you stupid?" What do you care about him? ”

That man is so hateful, why should you care about him?

"Next time you're nosy, you'll smoke yourself!" She said viciously to herself in the mirror.

It seemed that he had made up his mind so much that his troubled heart gradually calmed down, and he sat down at the computer and looked at the moving design drawings floating on it.

May love be designed, and it is going to be handed over to Jane Eyre.

But because the relationship with Long Yejue was getting worse and worse, she was really not in the mood, so she pressed it in her hands.

And what Long Muye said about letting Y design the family emblem doesn't seem to have moved.

Even if there was movement, she didn't have the mind.

Staying here for a day is like a year of suffering.

If this continues, when will it be a head?

It's been more than two months since she came to Jiangcheng, and she wants to go back, see her mother, and miss her children......

The thought of the child made her so uncomfortable that she couldn't stop crying.

How long will she have to endure this pain of separation?

"Tang Mianmian."

Long Yejue's deep voice sounded outside the door, and Tang Mianmian was so frightened that he sat up all of a sudden.

I didn't dare to squeak, so I looked at the direction of the door so vigilantly.

Through the thin door panels, the distance between them seemed to be as far away as a world.

"I'm going to Italy early tomorrow morning, and you have three days."

Going to Italy?

She has three days?

What do you mean?

Tang Mianmian secretly pondered, completely ignoring why this man came up with these inexplicable words.

And Long Yejue, who had been silent for a long time, seemed to feel that he couldn't wait for her answer, his eyes sank, and he turned around and went back to the bedroom.

After a while, Tang Mianmian suddenly rushed into the bedroom.

The bedroom was quiet, only the bathroom still had a warm yellow lamp, as if to inform her that Long Yejue was inside.

She was a little excited, and she couldn't wait to push open the bathroom door.

But when he touched the man's perfect body, he turned around screaming and explained in a panic, "I, I didn't mean to." ”

Long Yejue calmly rinsed off the foam, pulled the bath towel around it, and then slowly looked at the woman who was facing away from him, very uneasy.

Thin lips curled, slender eyes narrowed slightly, "Something?" ”

"Hmm......" she nodded in a panic, "you, have you washed up?" ”

"Want to help me?"

“……”

Long Yejue chuckled, and no longer teasing her, but walked over her.

Tang Mianmian's cheeks were as ripe as boiled red shrimp, and he followed him awkwardly, "You just said that I have three days, yes, is that what I thought?" ”

"What do you mean?" He lay down on the chair, and as soon as he raised his hand, Tang Mianmian took the initiative to take the towel, "I'll come." ”

Long Yejue didn't push back, and closed his eyes lightly.

Looking at it from such a quiet distance, Tang Mianmian could clearly see a layer of faint black around his eyes.

It is estimated that it is caused by staying up late.

And just now she found that his eyes were bloodshot, and it is estimated that he has not slept well in the past few days.

"Did you promise to let me go back for three days?" She asked cautiously.

Long Yejue didn't answer, but lay there, his eyes closed, as if he were asleep.

"Dragon Night?" She screamed softly.

The man still didn't answer, and his breathing became calmer.

It seems like...... It's asleep.

Can you fall asleep like this?

She was a little surprised, but probably because she was too tired.

Tang Mianmian gently softened the movements of his hand, and cleaned his hair as quickly as possible, before taking a blanket and covering him.

Looking at his sleeping face, the feeling of resistance gradually decreased.

But she hadn't forgotten what he had said.

I remember more clearly what Li Xinnian told her, we are married.

She snapped to her senses, shook her head and took a step back.

When it's time to be sober, you have to be sober.

****

Early the next morning, An Yi came to Emgrand early to wait for Long Yejue.

Tang Mianmian made breakfast, Long Yejue simply ate a little, and the time was almost up.

He got up and said to An Yi, "During the time I went to Italy, it will be very busy, you try to deal with the big and small matters, and if you can't handle it, keep me back." ”

"Yes, Lord Shao." An Yi nodded and said.

Long Yejue looked at Tang Mianmian, who was sitting at the dining table lightly, and frowned, as if he wanted to ask something.

Tang Mianmian put down the cup and hesitated for a long time before saying, "Will you come back in three days?" ”