Good Morning, Mister Dragon!

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The door of Sir Long's study was always open, and the light was on for 24 hours. Su Qianxun hesitated after entering, and walked to his desk to look.

Something like a recording pen should be placed in a desk drawer. She opened it and looked at it. The first one didn't have a recording pen in it, only some pens or something.

After closing, she opened the second drawer again. Su Chixun had already thought about it. If there was no more drawer, she would not be able to find it anymore. After all, this would be considered a violation of others' privacy.

She actually had some regrets to come in. I didn't expect that there was a voice recorder in the second drawer, and there was more than one.

Su Chihiro was so surprised that she took it out and tried it. She lowered her head and found that there was a beautiful hair clip in the drawer. There was a beautiful little snowflake on the hair clip, which was very cute, but this should be a teenager. The little girl is wearing it.

Just out of curiosity, Su Qianxun picked up the hair clip and looked at it. Just when she wanted to put it back in place, Dragon Lord had already stepped in front of her and reached out to **** it back!

His movements were rude, and there were iron wires on the hairpin. Su Qianxun felt a tingling in the palm of his hand that he recovered only when he felt a burn. She immediately clenched her fist.

The little girl looked at the terrible look of the man in front of her, her eyes were cold and extremely oppressive, she took two steps back subconsciously, and there was a strong choking in her chest.

"Su Chihiro, you are really good! Who will allow you to enter my study and disturb my things?" Long Sijie's eyes were so terrible that she didn't even suspect that he wanted to strangle himself.

"I'm ... I'm sorry ... I ... I just want to borrow a recording ..." Su Qianxun wanted to explain.

The recording pen on his hand was ruthlessly taken away, and his eyes were still cold and scary. Coupled with the pressure of his height, Su Chihiro was completely out of breath.

"Go out!"

Su Qianxun bit her lower lip, turned and ran away, because she was too nervous, her lower abdomen hit the table, her painful face was distorted.

She didn't dare to stop and quickly escaped from his study.

Sir Long's body shook a bit, and he opened his hand. The snowflake-shaped hairpin on it had been pinched and deformed by him. He threw the things back anxiously, sat back in the chair, and raised his hands to rub his brows. !!

Headache!

Su Qianxun nearly ran into Ye Gu who came over. He looked at the girl who was embarrassed in front of him and reached out to hold her.

"What's wrong?" Ye Gu's handsome thick eyebrows tightened.

Su Qianxun looked up at him. She was in a mess now, and she burst into tears. "I didn't do it on purpose. I didn't do it on purpose. I called him. I didn't do it on purpose." I really need it. "

Ye Gu looked at her incoherent speech, tears kept falling, his face was pale and transparent, and his heart seemed to be choked with a big hand, almost choking.

"You don't care about me, I hate myself like this!" Su Qianxun pushed him away strongly, turned and ran away, and she wiped the tears on her face forcefully.

Damn, what are you crying for? Su Chihiro, remember it for me, you are not qualified for weakness!

Ye Gu looked at her uncle's back, her eyebrows tightened, and her wounded hands clenched tightly into fists.

Su Qianxun returned to the room and went to the bathroom. She washed her face desperately, and the wounds on her hands no longer bleed.