Good Morning, Mister Dragon!

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"Can you tell me, what exactly did he do wrong? Why did you transfer him away? And ... why did he hurt so badly?"

Su Qianxun simply asked all the questions in her heart. She knew that he would be angry and might be furious, but she really couldn't turn a blind eye to Ye Gu.

Especially thinking about his weak appearance on the bed, she could understand the pain in his eyes ...

"Bang!" Long Sijue crushed the drawing board in his hand. He raised his hand and grabbed her arm. A pair of black eyes seemed to be mixed with a blizzard. The cold shivered. "I Say again, don't mention the name before me in the future! This is the last time! "

Su Qianxun's arm was pinched by him, and her chest was sorely awkward. After finishing this sentence, Long Longjue let go and walked away.

"Why!" Su Chihiro was reconciled, and he couldn't let himself know what was going on!

With a "bang!", Sir Long directly smashed a hole in the bedroom's European-style door, and a small blood stream flowed down the gap in the door. Su Qianxun's heart was fierce. Draw ...

Lord Long slowly retracted his fist, but there was no explanation, and he strode away.

Su Qianxun felt only a soft body, she fell directly on the sofa, and now she is shy, she feels that she is really going crazy, what happened?

What exactly did Ye Gu do that would offend Dragon Lord?

...

Inside the study.

The whole room was filled with a thick smell of cigarettes. The ashtray in front of him was already full of cigarette butts. At this moment, he looked very decadent.

His hand was not badly injured, and the blood on the back of the hand had clotted.

However, at this moment Lord Dragon looks really embarrassed ...

When Su Qianxun came in holding the medicine box, looking at the scene inside the house, his heart was sore and painful.

When she came in, Dragon Long glanced at her, then retracted her gaze and continued smoking her cigarette.

Su Qianxuan lowered the medicine box, reached out, took the cigarette out of his hand, and put it out in the ashtray.

Upon seeing this, Sir Long continued to pick up the cigarette case and found that the cigarette case was empty.

Su Qianxun turned and opened the window. When he returned, he took out the cotton swabs and medicine from the medicine box, pulled him by his hands, and began to clean the wound carefully for him.

Long Long's gaze fell on her small face, staring at her tightly.

Su Qianxun wiped his wound, and carefully blown him, his long eyelashes trembled, like the wings of two butterflies, casting a dark shadow on the eyelids ...

Sir Long did not change her medicine, and the needle was quiet in the study until Su Qianxun treated all the injuries on the back of her hand. She dropped the cotton swab on her hand into the trash can. He looked up and said, "Don't touch this water recently."

Lord Long continued to keep an eye on her without saying a word, and his throat rolled ...

Seeing him like this, Su Qianxun bit his lip, held him, and took the initiative to kiss his cool lips ...

After kissing, she left, and she whispered, "I won't say it next time, don't be angry."

She didn't want to see him angry ...

Lord Long listened to her, and his pupils contracted sharply. He suddenly stood up and hugged her tightly, hugged her to the desk and sat down. He stared down at this small face ...