Good Morning, Mister Dragon! (WN)
chapter-52

Su Qianxun felt a little embarrassed the moment she saw the cup of steaming hot coffee in front of Long Sijue. She stood there and bit her lower lip softly, not knowing what to do.

Long Sijue’s eyes darkened slightly with desire when he saw the little thing’s habitual action. Her lips were of the lightest pink, and she never used any lip balm. He could never get enough of the delicious, natural fragrance of her lips.

“Young master, is there anything else you need?” Zi Fan asked as she looked at the distracted man.

“No, you can leave now,” Long Sijue answered flatly.

Zi Fan nodded respectfully before she turned and left. She did not look at Su Qianxun at all when she walked past her.

Long Sijue picked up the cup of coffee and took a sip. He then fixed his gaze on the computer screen in front of him and did not look at the young woman who was standing by the door anymore.

“I-I’m not gonna disturb you.” Su Qianxun was sensible enough to get the hint and got ready to leave.

“Come here.”

His sudden words made Su Qianxun’s heart skip a beat. But when she thought of her plan, she turned and walked obediently towards him.

Su Qianxun thought that he would treat her the way he used to, and she was already prepared for the torment. But this time, he was totally focused on his work. He had no intention of paying any attention to her.

After Su Qianxun stood there for a while, she lowered her head to look at him every now and then.

It could not be denied that when he was not looking at her with a predatory gaze, and when that oppressive, suffocating aura of his was absent, he was indeed extremely handsome and charming.

One could only wonder about the number of women who were hopelessly attracted to his handsome face, which looked like it was carved by the gods.

However, she knew very well that a cold and evil heart lay beneath his charming and handsome appearance.

After working for half an hour, Long Sijue suddenly removed his hand from the mouse and leaned back. He closed his eyes, and his handsome eyebrows scrunched up into a momentary frown.

Su Qianxun noticed it even though it was not obvious.

“Are you having a headache?” Su Qianxun’s blurted out.

“Hm,” Long Sijue answered softly. There was no expression on his face whatsoever, let alone the kind of contorted expression ordinary people usually exhibited when they experienced pain.

Su Qianxun would not have believed that the man was having a headache at all if he had not inadvertently frowned just now.

She did not know why, but she had a feeling that instead of an ordinary, minor headache, he was experiencing the kind of headache that could torment people to death.

“Do you want to move to the sofa? I can massage your head.” Su Qianxun mustered up all her courage and gently held his hand, which was resting on the desk.

Long Sijue opened his eyes abruptly and stared at her. Su Qianxun was startled, and she withdrew her hand quickly, as though Long Sijue’s hand was scalding hers. She lowered her head, looking rather flustered.

“Sorry… I…”

“Why aren’t you moving?” Long Sijue said, a little impatiently.

Su Qianxun said nothing. She realized that he was referring to them shifting to the sofa, so she immediately took a few steps back and waited for him to go first.

Long Sijue stood up and fixed his gaze on the young woman. He was oppressively tall, and Su Qianxun instinctively retreated a couple of steps. Long Sijue grabbed her hand all of a sudden. She raised her head to look at him, a little shocked.

Long Sijue had already shifted his gaze away. He dragged her along as he walked towards the sofa.

Long Sijue pulled her down to a sitting position once they were in front of the sofa. He then lay down straight away, with her lap acting as his pillow.

Su Qianxun’s body stiffened. The man on her lap had already closed his eyes, and it was obvious from his slightly trembling fingers that he was in a lot of pain.

Su Qianxun’s heart was beating a little faster than usual. She felt a burning sensation in the hand that he grabbed earlier. She tried to calm down and pressed his temples gently with her small hands.