Good Morning, Mister Dragon!

Just as Zi Fan’s hand was about to touch Long Sijue, he suddenly opened his eyes and grasped Zi Fan’s wrist with his large hand. His stared fiercely at her.

Zi Fan was startled. She tried very hard to calm herself down and said, “Young master, you seem to be ill.”

“Get out. From now on, do not enter my study room without my permission!” Long Sijue let go of her. The tone of his voice was chillingly cold.

Zi Fan had no choice but to leave him alone.

When Zi Fan left the room, Tang Zui and Si Mancheng were walking towards her. Tang Zui appeared listless. Si Mancheng had dragged him along despite his reluctance.

“Zi Fan, how is Jue’s condition?” Si Mancheng asked.

“Young Master si, I was just about to call you. The young master seems to have fallen ill. I wanted to examine him, but he refused to let me touch him.”

“He has really fallen ill?” Si Mancheng looked towards Tang Zui.

“Why are you looking at me? Let’s just go in and see how he is doing.” Tang Zui furrowed his eyebrows and entered the study room.

Si Mancheng followed him.

Long Sijue walked over to his desk, picked up a cigarette and pop it into his mouth. He ignited the cigarette and tossed the lighter onto the desk. Then he went around and sat down behind the desk.

“Jue, how are you feeling today?” Tang Zui looked at him and asked.

“I’m good,” Long Sijue replied flatly.

Si Mancheng was still concerned about his health. But seeing how stubborn he was, he would certainly not allow Zi Fan to examine him. The three men proceeded to talk about work.

…..

Su Qianxun accompanied Su Jiye to the hospital for a fluid transfusion and then stayed home with him the entire evening.

Su Jiye loved listening to Su Qianxun’s voice. He was especially fond of her voice. Therefore, she kept reading stories to him, while Su Jiye lay in bed and listened.

At night, Ye Gu came to fetch Su Qianxun back to Jin Garden.

When Long Sijue returned home, it was already late at night. Su Qianxun was sleeping. She sensed a weight on top of her, and a pair of lips met hers. The young woman opened her eyes abruptly and found herself gazing into Long Sijue’s cold, black eyes.

He planted kisses down her body and left purple bruises all over her skin. The young woman suddenly felt a sharp pain and cried out loud, but she instantly bit her lower lip to stop herself from making a sound.

Long Sijue clutched her waist. He could sense that the petite body beneath him had stiffened. He furrowed his eyebrows and began thrusting aggressively. However, the rougher he was, the stiffer the young woman’s body became, and the stiffer her body was, the more aggressive he became…

Neither of them spoke a word, as though they were in a tug of war. Neither of them was willing to give in and break the silence. She was in pain and so was he.

Su Qianxun fixed her gaze on the ceiling the entire time. Her eyelashes were already drenched in tears, but she suppressed the urge to cry and held back her tears.

By the time they came, her body was already as stiff as a stone. Long Sijue laid on top of her and panted heavily. But the s*x this time did not satisfy him. In fact, he felt even emptier on the inside. The immense fear in his chest made him extremely bitter and dejected…

After a while, he suddenly pulled his d*ck out and left. He picked up a bathrobe by the bed, put it on and strode out of the bedroom. The door slammed shut with a loud bang…

For the next three days, Su Qianxun did not go to campus. She left Jin Garden in the morning, took Su Jiye to the hospital for a fluid transfusion, and then spent time with him at home in the evening. A night, someone would come to fetch her back to Jin Garden on time.

Long Sijue would come home every night. Whenever he came back, he would start making love to her immediately without speaking a word. Once he was done, he would leave the room. Other than physical contact, the two of them did not interact with each other at all…