Chapter 52 Let Me Press It for You

Su Qianxun looked at the steaming cup of coffee in front of Long Sijue and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She stood there biting her lower lip and felt at a loss.

Long Sijue looked at the little thing's habitual sexual movements, and his eyes darkened again. Her lips were the tenderest pink. She never wore any lipstick. The pure natural fragrance was so delicious that he would eat it no matter what. not enough.

"Master, do you have any other instructions?" Zi Fan asked looking at the distracted man.

"It's okay, you go back first." Long Sijue said calmly.

Zi Fan nodded respectfully, turned around and left, walking past Su Qianxun without looking away.

Long Sijue picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip. His eyes fell on the computer in front of him, without looking at the little girl standing at the door.

"I...I won't disturb you anymore." Su Qianxun prepared to leave knowingly.

"come over."

He suddenly spoke, causing Su Qianxun's heart to skip a beat. Thinking about what she wanted to do, she obediently turned around and walked over to his side.

Su Qianxun thought he would treat her like he did before, and she was already prepared. Unexpectedly, this time, he started working seriously and ignored her at all.

Su Qianxun stood for a long time and occasionally looked up at him.

It had to be said that when he wasn't staring at her with those predatory eyes and didn't have that breathless sense of oppression on his body, he was indeed extremely handsome and charming.

With this uniquely handsome face, no one knows how many women were fascinated by his appearance.

But she knew very well that he had a cold and evil heart hidden under his handsome appearance.

Long Sijue had been working for half an hour. He suddenly put down the mouse and leaned back, closing his eyes and frowning slightly.

Although it wasn't obvious, Su Qianxun still discovered it.

"Do you have a headache?" Su Qianxun asked blurtly.

Long Sijue hummed softly. There was no expression on his face, let alone the ordinary person's expression that was distorted by pain.

If he hadn't frowned inadvertently just now, Su Qianxun wouldn't have believed that this man was suffering from a headache.

She didn't know why, but she seemed to be able to feel that his headache was not an ordinary little headache, but one that could torture a person to the point of excruciating pain.

"Can you go to the sofa? Let me press it for you." Su Qianxun mustered up all her courage and gently took his big hand on the desk.

Long Sijue suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her. Su Qianxun was startled, and took his hand back as if it was burning, and lowered his head in embarrassment.

"Sorry, I……"

"Still not leaving?" Long Sijue said impatiently.

Su Qianxun, "..."

When she realized that he meant going to the sofa, she immediately took two steps back, waiting for him to pass first.

Long Sijue stood up and stared down at the little girl in front of him. He was too tall and made people feel oppressive. Su Qianxun subconsciously took two steps back. Her little hand was suddenly grabbed. She raised her head and looked at him in surprise. .

Long Sijue had already stopped staring at her and pulled her towards the sofa.

When they got to the sofa, Long Sijue pulled her to sit down. He lay directly on the sofa and rested his head on her lap.

Su Qianxun's body was stiff, and the man on his lap had closed his eyes. His slightly trembling fingers betrayed how sad he was at the moment.

Su Qianxun's heartbeat was a little fast. She felt that the hand he held was very hot. She tried to calm herself down and gently pressed her little hand on his temple.