Chapter 1377
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"Where's Xun 'er?" Only now did Long Sijue realize how much of a jerk he was. She was trying to make him happy, but he lost his temper at her.
He swore that he would never do it again.
After seeing the surprise she had prepared for him, he really wanted to slap himself.
"She's cooking. What are you doing here?" Long Xiluo stood in front of him. She had no intention of letting him in.
"Get out of my way. I want to see her." Long Sijue pushed Long Xiluo away forcefully and strode in.
Long Xiluo was caught off guard. When he pushed her, she directly bumped into the shoe cabinet beside her. She hurt her waist, and she furrowed her eyebrows in pain.
"Long Sijue, you jerk!"
Just as she was about to get up, a figure had already rushed over. Si Moyan anxiously held her and looked at her worriedly. "Luoluo, does it hurt a lot?"
"…"
Long Xiluo was a little surprised as she looked at the man in front of her. She did not expect him to notice that she hurt her waist.
"I'm fine. You can continue playing with Lin 'er and Storm." Long Xiluo planned to go back to her room to take some medicine.
She had an old injury on her waist, and she was most afraid of getting hurt.
"Let me help you back to your room."
"No need. I'm not that useless. I can walk on my own." Long Xiluo pushed his arm away and went back to her room with her hand on her waist.
When Long Sijue reached the kitchen, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. He looked at the figure standing in the kitchen, cooking, and felt a surge of tenderness in his heart.
Su Qianxun put the stir-fried vegetables on a plate, then washed the wok and prepared to cook the next dish.
A large hand picked up the dish. Su Qianxun glanced at it. Actually, she already knew that it was him …
Her mood was extremely complicated, and she was still a little angry in her heart.
After all, he had actually knocked over the bowl of noodles in front of her. If she let him off the hook so easily, she did not know what kind of outrageous things he would do in the future.
"You should rest for a while. I'll cook," Long Sijue said hesitantly. His voice was very low.
"There's no need," Su Qianxun replied coldly.
Long Sijue was speechless.
He carried the dishes out of the kitchen first.
When he came back, he suddenly lifted her up in his arms. Su Qianxun was startled and said nervously, "What are you doing?"
"Why don't you go out and rest first? I'll do the rest!" Long Sijue said and walked out without waiting for an explanation.
"Long Sijue, why can't you learn to respect others?" Su Qianxun was a little angry.
"I can learn, but right now, I don't want you to tire yourself out. I feel that this kind of thing should be forced."
Su Qianxun was speechless.
Long Sijue carried him out and placed him on the couch in the living room.
Su Qianxun was wearing an apron and holding a spatula in her hand. She said, "My vegetables are going to burn."
Long Sijue immediately took the spatula from her hand, turned and walked away.
Before he reached the kitchen, he saw Si Moyan walking toward him angrily.
An extremely cold expression flashed past Long Sijue's eyes. He had found this man an eyesore since a long time ago!
Simo Yan walked over and punched him.
Long Sijue originally wanted to dodge and teach the bastard a lesson, but he suddenly thought of the young woman sitting behind him. He did not move and took the punch head-on.
Long Sijue fell to the ground with a loud thud.
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