Su Qianxun buried her head into Long Sijue's chest like an ostrich and was too afraid to simply move around. As a grown young woman, she truly found it embarrassing to be carried by a man like that.
Tang Zui looked at Long Sijue as he carried the chick like she was his treasure. His expression was not as relaxed as it previously was. On the contrary, his gaze was solemn and worried. This was an expression rarely seen on him.
After they reached the dining room, with her on his lap, Long Sijue massaged Su Qianxun's thighs for a while more. He only let her take a seat beside him when he was certain that her legs were not numb anymore.
Long Sijue and Tang Zui were discussing business matters, so Su Qianxun ate by herself. But her chopsticks fell several times within a few minutes.
Su Qianxun dropped her chopsticks on her plate again and created an ear-piercing sound. She lost track of how many times it had happened.
