Chapter 602
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"You didn't do it on purpose. Just be more careful next time. Men are always a little impulsive sometimes. It's because they're so alluring," Tang Zui advised him.
Long Sijue was speechless.
Gu Mian saw that Su Qianxun was asleep, so she did not disturb her. She saw the belt on the coffee table.
Gu Mian also went to the balcony and said, "Sir Jue, do you know what it means when a girl gives a man a belt?"
Long Sijue and Tang Zui turned to look at her. Both of them fixed their gazes on her.
"It means to tie him down tightly and not let him leave. It means to stay by her side forever," Gu Mian explained.
Long Sijue sucked in a sharp breath. His fingers subconsciously tightened, and the cigarette in his hand bent a little.
"Tang Zui, let's go back first. We shouldn't disturb Sir Jue and Qianxun."
Tang Zui exchanged a few more words with Long Sijue before he left with Gu Mian. In the elevator, Tang Zui, who was leaning against the wall and fiddling with the lighter in his hand, kept glancing at the young woman beside him from the corner of his eye. When he thought about what she said earlier about a woman giving a man a belt as a gift, he felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart.
He was afraid that she would never have such thoughts about him in this lifetime.
When Su Qianxun woke up, she looked at the clock on the wall. It was already past five in the afternoon. She got up and prepared to look for something to wear.
Even though the clothes here were a size too big for her, there were many new ones that she could wear.
When Su Qianxun came out, she saw that Long Sijue was cooking in the kitchen. She stood there in a daze and thought that her eyes were playing tricks on her.
She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes hard. The tall figure was still standing in front of the pot. He was still holding his phone and looking at it. Only then did she confirm that her eyes were not playing tricks on her.
Was he … cooking?
Su Qianxun found it a little unbelievable.
Long Sijue was so engrossed in cooking that he did not notice that Su Qianxun had come out. He was still thinking about how long the noodles needed to be cooked for the texture to be good.
"Young Master, do you want to eat noodles?"
Su Qianxun's voice startled Long Sijue. He immediately put down his cell phone and turned around. Only then did the young woman realize that he was actually wearing an apron!
"How come you don't make any sound when you walk?" Long Sijue was slightly annoyed as he put down his chopsticks. He calmly took off his apron and put it aside.
"No, you were too engrossed."
Su Qianxun's gaze fell on the trash can beside her. She saw that it was filled with cooked noodles …
"Young Master, do you want to learn how to cook noodles?"
"Hm, I'm hungry, so I tried to cook it myself." Long Sijue coughed softly in embarrassment.
"You could have woken me up. Let me cook." Su Qianxun reached out to grab the apron.
"No, this wok should be enough! Go wash your hands and eat. "Long Sijue pushed the young woman out of the kitchen.
Su Qianxun blinked. She hesitated for a moment before she went to get changed.
By the time she came out, Long Sijue had already entered the dining hall with two bowls of noodles. He raised his head and looked at the young woman who was walking out of the dining hall. She was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, a white pleated long skirt, and a pair of pink cloth slippers.
This set of clothes was obviously a little too big for her. The sweater was especially loose, and she had to lift the skirt with one hand to avoid stepping on it.
Su Qianxun raised her head and looked at him. She smiled awkwardly. "It seems too big."
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