Long Sijue was dealing with the paperwork that he had yet to finish for the evening. From the look of the overflowing ashtray on his desk, a person could tell that he was in a really bad mood.
Right now, he was holding a cigarette between his fingers. After Su Qianxun entered the study room, she stood still nervously. She felt awfully uneasy. Even though she and Long Sijue had had s*x multiple times, she had never taken the initiative to put on a sexy costume and approach him until now.
"Young master, I've made you some soup noodles. You should eat something before you continue working." Due to her nervousness, Su Qianxun was speaking very softly. Still, she sounded particularly seductive.
Long Sijue turned to look at her. When he saw what the young woman was wearing, a hungry, lustful glint flashed past his eyes. He felt as if all his blood was rushing down to his groin like a gushing stream.
