Good Morning, Mister Dragon!

Su Qianxun placed the pills on her palm. She raised her head quickly to glance at the man who was looking at her with much anticipation and she grumbled, “Can’t you just take the medicine yourself?”

Long Sijue looked at her in silence for a few seconds.

“I’m not eating it anymore!” Long Sijue was about to stand up and leave after saying this.

Su Qianxun immediately held on to him. She then stuffed all of the pills into her mouth in resignation, and moved forward to hug him as she brought her lips to his.

After Su Qianxun was finally done feeding him his medicine, she got ready to go back home and accompany her younger brother after cleaning up the coffee table.

“Stay here with me today!” Long Sijue grabbed her wrist as he looked at her.

“But my younger brother is injured…”

“You’ve already accompanied him for so many days!”

Su Qianxun was at a loss for words.

“Accompany me!” Long Sijue stared at her and repeated.

Su Qianxun hesitated for a while. She suddenly remembered how vulnerable he looked the day before, and she suddenly felt a sense of suffocation in her chest. She nodded at last.

Long Sijue looked at her obedient expression, and the pent up frustration in him finally disappeared. If he knew earlier that his illness could improve their relationship, he would make himself sick all the time.

He pulled her into his embrace, his large hand pressed against the back of her head so that her small face was pressing against his chest. He kissed her hair forcefully…

Su Qianxun borrowed a pen and some paper from Long Sijue. She sat on the couch to start designing the tie that she planned to give to him. Since she was going to do it personally, she did not want to make a tie that resembled the store-bought ties. It was more meaningful to put in special effort.

Su Qianxun’s habit that she had acquired from her childhood was that regardless of what she was doing, she would be engrossed in the task wholeheartedly, so much so that she would be oblivious about everything around her. So, when she was truly engrossed into drawing, the young woman even forgot where she was.

She held the pen and made a sketch on a piece of paper. She would sometimes bite the pen when she was thinking hard, and whenever she had an idea, her eyebrows would relax. She would then lower her head and continue to draw.

Long Sijue could not focus on his job at all with her there. He really wanted to know what she was doing, but he was not able to ask because he wanted to preserve his dignity. He tried hard to focus on work.

The young woman was tired from drawing, so she raised her head and exercised her neck. She tilted her head as she looked at the man who was concentrating on work. There was a saying that claimed that a man looked most attractive when he was working. Su Qianxun definitely agreed with this saying,

Long Sijue was absolutely God’s favorite child. Every part of his body was God’s most outstanding work. With his dark eyes that appeared deeply mysterious, his strong brows, thick but long eyelashes, straight nose bridge, and thin lips; just by sitting there, he was radiating glorious grace.

Without being aware of it, Su Qianxun had already switched to another piece of paper. This time, she glanced at the man before her from time to time as she sketched none stop.

Long Sijue was aware that at some point of time, the young woman started to constantly peek at him. Her expression was extremely adorable as she carefully snaked glanced at him. He smiled in response without being aware of it. None of them said anything, and what was left was only the sound of the pen scribbling on the paper and the clicking sounds of the keyboard. This atmosphere made the afternoon seem extraordinarily peaceful and warm.

Suddenly, the sound of someone’s stomach rumbling broke the silence. Su Qianxun was dumbfounded at first, and immediately realized that the sound came from her own stomach. Her face immediately turned red, and she quickly pressed her hands against her lower abdomen. She felt so embarrassed to the point where she wished that the ground would just swallow her up…

Long Sijue furrowed his brows as he looked at her and asked, “You didn’t have lunch?”

“I wasn’t too hungry at the time…” Su Qianxun replied weakly. The only thought she had in her mind then was to look for him as soon as possible so that she could feed him his medicine.

Long Sijue immediately closed his laptop. He got up and walked to the couch. Then, he said, “Let’s have lunch.”