Good Morning, Mister Dragon! (WN)

Chapter 400: A Portrait of Him

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“Why don’t we order take-out?” Su Qianxun did not really feel like heading out for food. His birthday was approaching, and she would like to finish designing the necktie as soon as possible.

Long Sijue did not object. He turned and made a call. Only when she waited for the take-out to arrive did Su Qianxun realize that she had been attracted to Long Sijue’s side profile just now, and had drawn a portrait of him without realizing it.

“What are you drawing?” Long Sijue’s voice suddenly rang out from above. The young woman’s first reaction was to hide the portrait in her bosom.

“Nothing much, I was just drawing for fun. Ah, when’s the take-out going to arrive? I’m really hungry,” Su Qianxun said a little diffidently.

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When Long Sijue heard that, he turned and made another call. Five minutes later, a hearty meal was laid out on the coffee table.

Su Qianxun put her paper as well as the pen inside her bag and started eating. She remembered Zi Fan saying that Long Sijue had an eating disorder, so she grabbed some food from some of the plainer dishes and put them inside his bowl. “Ah Jue, why don’t you eat together with me?”

Long Sijue’s Adam apple bobbed a few times when he heard her calling him “Ah Jue”. He hummed softly in acknowledgement. He then picked up a pair of chopsticks and started eating.

“Zi Fan said that you’re suffering from an eating disorder. How did this happen?” Su Qianxun found it baffling. Were patients of eating disorders not usually those girls who are trying to lose weight?

Long Sijue’s hand paused in the air when he heard that. He then continued eating. “Do I look like I have an eating disorder?”

Su Qianxun thought about it as she nibbled on her chopsticks. It was true that he did not usually each much, but he ate a lot every time she made him noodles. He did not seem like he had an eating disorder.

The young woman put a slice of meat in Long Sijue’s bowl, and he ate it without hesitation.

Su Qianxun felt better when she saw this. She felt that Zi Fan must have gotten it wrong, as Long Sijue probably did not have an eating disorder.

Long Sijue had ordered way too much food, and Su Qianxun tried her best to eat as much as possible. She only put down her chopsticks when she was so full that her stomach felt bloated. She saw that they had only finished one fifth of the food, and felt that they were being a little wasteful.

Just as she was thinking about what to do with the remaining food, someone clutched her chin. Long Sijue spun the young woman’s face towards him. He was holding a napkin, and he gently wiped the corners of her mouth clean.

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“Thank you.” A little nervous, Su Qianxun wanted to turn away, but the man suddenly bought his lips to hers.

The young woman looked at him with widened eyes. Long Sijue then pinned her down against the couch and kissed her even more passionately.

“Jue, there’s something…” Tang Zui barged into the room. When he saw what was going on inside the office, he immediately covered his eyes. But it was obvious that he had left large gaps between his fingers. “I didn’t mean to interrupt. I’ll leave immediately!”

When Su Qianxun heard Tang Zui’s voice, she immediately pushed Long Sijue away. She felt so embarrassed that she wished she could dig a hole in the floor and hide inside it. She immediately took her bag and said, “I’ll take my leave first.”

Su Qianxun fled after she said that. When she passed by Tang Zui, Tang Zui said, “Chick, don’t leave. I’ll leave immediately. I don’t want to be a hindrance to such an important matter!”

When Su Qianxun heard this, she quickened her pace.

The moment Tang Zui finished speaking, he could sense something being thrown towards him. He quickly turned and caught it. As he gazed at the ashtray in his hand, he tapped his chest in relief. Fortunately, he was agile enough, or he might have been disfigured.

The next moment, with a loud bang, a folder hit his head. “If you enter my office without knocking on the door again, you might not be able to come into my office for a long time.”

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