Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
She raised her head to look at her reflection in the mirror and told herself repeatedly. ‘Don’t cry, Su Qianxun! Don’t be weak! Even though all of your relatives are no longer by your side, all of them love you so much. So, you can’t let them down. You must make all of them proud of you one day!’
Even after Long Sijue sat in his study room for almost an hour, his head still ached immensely, to the point that he felt as if it was exploding. Agitated, he opened his drawer and looked at the hair clip he tossed inside earlier. There was a trace of redness on it.
It was… the young woman’s blood. Her hand was injured!
Despite his headache, Long Sijue rose and left his study room.
When he arrived at Su Qianxun’s bedroom, she was already asleep. Only a bedside lamp, which was emitting a yellowish-orange glow, was lit. When Long Sijue saw how the small figure on the bed was curled up inside the blanket, forming a small pouch, there was immediately a surge of warmth in his ever lonesome and cold heart.
Long Sijue walked towards the bed, held the young woman’s hand, and gently unfolded her fingers. As expected, there was a cut on it. The cut was not deep, and the bleeding had already stopped.
For some reason, there was a sudden pang of agitation in his chest. He extended his hand to open a drawer and took out a tube of ointment. He pressed some of the ointment onto his hand and applied it on her cut.
Su Qianxun was actually awake already, but she did not want to open her eyes because she did not know how to face him.
Long Sijue fixed his gaze on the young woman on the bed. Her face was really small, and her skin was as fair as snow. Her features were captivating and exquisite, and her extremely long lashes were beautifully curled upward. He wanted to kiss those petite lips of hers so much every time he saw them.
He gently placed her hand back onto the bed. After that, he rose and went to the bathroom to shower.
Su Qianxun’s eyelashes fluttered a few times before she slowly opened her eyes. She raised her tiny head to glance at the bathroom before she swiftly opened the drawer and took out a small white bottle from the innermost corner. She then opened the bottle, took out a painkiller, and swallowed it.
Once she was done, she wrapped herself inside her blanket again. She felt extremely anxious.
Long Sijue exited the bathroom after he was done showering. He staggered a little as he had drunk a lot of alcohol that day. His headache was also worsening, showing no signs of improvement whatsoever.
The moment he climbed onto the bed, he lifted the blanket and got on top of the young woman’s body.
He finally released all his s*xual energy after an hour. He lowered his head to kiss the tears on the young woman’s face. Then, he rolled over and drew her small body close to his chest.
Su Qianxun’s heart was still beating rapidly. This maddening feeling frightened her to the point that she wanted to flee. But Long Sijue was firmly pressing her waist down with his large hand, and she could not move an inch.
Long Sijue gently stroke her delicate back, as if he was consoling her. She was extremely thin, almost to the bone, and he could feel the angle of her shoulder blades. He furrowed his eyebrows slightly.
Even though Long Sijue only ej*culated once, Su Qianxun was extremely exhausted. She fell asleep with her body against Long Sijue’s chest before Long Sijue even removed his p*nis from her v*gina.
Long Sijue, too, slowly closed his eyes as he felt the young woman’s warm breath against his body.
The following day, Su Qianxun woke up in Long Sijue’s bosom. They were still in the same position as they were the night before, with Su Qianxun on top of Long Sijue.
The young woman felt a surge of discomfort when she moved a little. She only realized with a start after several seconds that both of them had slept through the night with their bodies connected.
The young woman’s face instantly turned red. She immediately wriggled her body and tried to climb off Long Sijue’s body. However, Long Sijue placed his hand on her waist. His voice was extremely hoarse. “Don’t move.”
When Su Qianxun raised her head, her eyes were met with Long Sijue’s bleary eyes. It was obvious that he had just woken up too.
She was rather baffled and no longer dared to move. It was the first time he was still around when she woke up…