Good Morning, Mister Dragon!

Long Sijue forbade Su Qianxun from going anywhere for the following week. Hence, she did nothing but eat and sleep all week.

Long Sijue did not step out of Jin Garden either. He brought all of his work back home and told Tang Zui as well as Si Mancheng to report anything that happened in the company to him.

Su Qianxun had never spent this much time together with Long Sijue before. As a result, she felt weak in the knees whenever she saw him.

The reason behind this was that Long Sijue had been forcing her to touch his d*ck every day so that she could familiarize herself with its dimensions. And he made her do it at least ten times a day!

Su Qianxun felt like fleeing whenever she saw him. She was just so embarrassed.

After resting and receiving treatment for a week, the wounds on Su Qianxun’s body had healed almost completely. She asked Tang Zui about Su Ran when she happened to see him, and Tang Zui did not hide the fact that Su Ran was already dead.

Su Qianxun did not really feel anything when she heard that. Su Ran absolutely deserved to die. If not for the fact that Long Sijue happened to be returning from his business trip that day and managed to save her in time, she would have been the one who was dead instead.

Long Sijue talked about work with Tang Zui and Si Mancheng late into the night, and by the time he returned to the bedroom, Su Qianxun was already asleep. He went to the bathroom and took a shower. He then walked over to the bed and climbed on top of the young woman before he grabbed her hand and placed it on his d*ck.

“Don’t you dare to forget how my d*ck feels like again!” Long Sijue rested his lips against the young woman’s ears, and the warmth made her tremble a little.

The young woman did not even open her eyes as she sleepily said, “I won’t forget it.”

When Long Sijue heard what the young woman said, he smiled in satisfaction. But the young woman continued, “How would I be able to forget such a small d*ck?”

The man’s expression froze. He rose abruptly and pulled her up. “What were you saying? My d*ck is small!?”

Su Qianxun was completely awake by now, and she realized that she had just said something extremely idiotic. The young woman quickly shook her head, “It’s not small!”

“If you can’t remember the dimensions of my d*ck well enough tonight, I won’t let you go to sleep!”

No man in the world would allow his woman to call his d*ck small!

“I remember it, I really do.” The young woman very much regretted what she said when she was barely awake. She could not believe that this was how she had chosen to express her tiny grudge.

“It’s okay. If touching it is not enough for you to remember it, you can wrap your little mouth around it!”

A hint of danger flashed past Long Sijue’s eyes. And every time this happened, he reminded Su Qianxun of a hunting beast.

Long Sijue made love to Su Qianxun throughout the night, and she did not get to sleep at all. By the end of the night, the young woman was so tired that she could barely breathe.

…..

Gu Mian removed all the bandages on Tang Zui’s chest. The stab wound which she inflicted on him had almost recovered completely, but the scar looked rather gruesome.

Gu Mian tossed the bandage into the trash can before cleaning the wound with an antibacterial solution. She then applied a layer of ointment on it and bandaged it up again.

After she was done, she knelt down beside the coffee table and started tidying up the pile of medication on it. Tang Zui fixed his gaze on her. Gu Mian gave off a very obedient vibe whenever she had no makeup on. Her long, black hair made her face look even paler.

“I’m hungry!” Tang Zui’s Adam’s apple bobbed a few times before he said that.

“What do you want to eat? I’ll make you some food.” Gu Mian raised her head to look at him, and her gaze was as pure as the clear mountain stream

“Anything.” Tang Zui replied flatly after a while.

The moment Gu Mian rose, she suddenly felt extremely dizzy and plopped back down onto the couch. Tang Zui instinctively rose and held her in his arms. He asked with furrowed eyebrows, “What happened?”