Chapter 129: Not as Serious as Before

Long Sijue was very satisfied with her response. He removed the cigarette from between his lips and extinguished it in the ashtray beside him. When Su Qianxun saw that he did not ask any more questions, she did not bother to explain further. After all, she was completely honest with him.

When they arrived at Jin Garden, Long Sijue carried Su Qianxun in his arms, got out of the car and entered the house.

Qi Min, who was hiding in a bush nearby, saw that the man she loved was holding Su Qianxun in a doting and protective manner. She was overwhelmed by jealousy, so much so that she nearly tore all the flowers and leaves off the bush she was hiding in.

After Long Sijue brought Su Qianxun back to her room, he told her to get some rest and left.

Around ten minutes later, Aunt Qi entered the room with a cup of hot brown sugar ginger tea, a bowl of herbal porridge that enriches the blood and a hot-water bottle.

Su Qianxun quickly sat up. “Aunt Qi, thank you so much for looking after me.”

“I can’t take credit for this, young mistress. It was the young master’s instruction.” Aunt Qi tucked the hot-water bottle under her pants. She then served the young woman the brown sugar ginger tea.

Su Qianxun recalled that Long Sijue had been discussing methods to relieve her period pain with a doctor. She was rather surprised that he actually remembered everything the doctor said.

The water in the hot-water bottle turned cold shortly after, and Su Qianxun’s lower belly started to ache terribly again. She curled up into a ball. She felt better when she was lying in a fetal position.

When she was in a daze because of the pain, she sensed that someone had lay down next to her. Long Sijue placed his large hand on her lower belly. He then wrapped his other arm around her and held her body in his warm embrace.

A surge of warmth enveloped her, and Su Qianxun instantly felt much more comfortable. She sighed in contentment and leaned backwards, pressing herself close against Long Sijue’s chest. This time, she finally managed to fall asleep in peace.

The next morning, when Su Qianxun woke up, she found herself alone in the room. After a night of sleep, her period pain was not as serious as before.

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She got out of bed, entered the bathroom and sat down on the toilet bowl. When she saw the blood stains on her underpants, she took it off and put it aside, planning to wash herself up first.

Just as she picked up the showerhead, someone suddenly pushed open the bathroom door. Su Qianxun was startled. She turned around nervously and looked towards the door.

Long Sijue did not expect to catch such an enticing sight so early in the morning. The young woman’s upper body was properly clothed, but she was completely naked from the waist down.

He had just come back from the gym. His breaths instantly became rapid and loud at the sight of her half-nakedness. His p*nis, which was already slightly hardened, immediately turned rock-hard. He was quickly overcome by an urge to melt her body into his!

When Su Qianxun realized what was going on, she quickly grabbed the underpants that she took off earlier to cover her private part. Her cheeks flushed. “Get out of here!”

“This is my bedroom and bathroom. Why should I get out? ” Long Sijue refused to leave. Instead, he walked into the bathroom in an unapologetic manner.

Su Qianxun immediately took a step back. She was already tongue-tied due to anxiety. She stuttered, “Then… then… then I’m leaving!”

She was utterly embarrassed, so much so that she could barely look him in the eye. She wanted to flee, but the man was blocking her path.

Su Qianxun raised her head and looked at him in astonishment. Long Sijue had already snatched the underpants away from her. He stared at her with a lustful look in his eyes. “You were about to clean your p*ssy, huh?”

Long Sijue’s voice was truly melodious. It was deep, powerful and sonorous like the sound of a cello. The tone of his voice was particularly pleasant and it sounded like an enchanting spell to Su Qianxun’s ears at this very moment.

“No…” The young woman shook her head like a pellet drum.

“Be still…” Long Sijue dropped the pants in his hand to the floor. He suddenly grabbed her by the arm, spun her petite body around and held her in his arms. He pressed her back against his chest. He caught the showerhead that slipped out of her small hand with his other hand.

The young woman felt the man’s muscular chest against her back. She was so nervous that she could hardly breathe. Before she could react, the warm water gushed down to her private part, which she meant to clean earlier. Then, he reached his large hand over and inserted a finger into her private part, slowly cleaning it up for her.