Good Morning, Mister Dragon!

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Su Qianxun was standing in the elevator. The two words that Tang Zui had just said kept repeating in her mind. From the beginning, her heart changed like a knife, and was repeatedly pierced by tens of thousands of steel pins It's the same, it's dense and painful ...

She couldn't imagine a person who would never have had a birthday since she was born. She couldn't imagine how scared and desperate a child would be when she was abandoned by her most dependent mother on the day of her birthday ...

At this moment, Su Qianxun no longer wanted to think about the relationship between her and Lord Long. She just wanted to let him have a happy birthday, and he hoped that someone would accompany him every year in his future life. This should be the happiest day.

When Su Qianxun left, he encountered Lan Qingcheng who came in. Su Qianxun wanted to ignore her and left, but Lan Qingcheng didn't seem to want to let her go.

"Miss Su, come here so early ... Oh no, come to Jue?"

Lan Qingcheng walked in front of Su Qianxun, because everyone looked at the special nature of the two.

"Get out." Su Chihiro frowned at her, not wanting to deal with her hypocritical politeness anymore.

"Hehe ~~ Today is Jue ’s birthday. I ordered a watch from abroad to give him a value of 20 million. I don't know what Miss Su plans to send?"

Su Chihiro, "..."

...

When Tang drunk came back, Long Sijue's eyes scratched him like a blade. If it was usually Tang drunk, he would scare urine, but today he walked into his seat without fear and sat down, holding the heat on his hands. Put the bucket on the table!

The head Sir Long froze when he saw the insulated bucket, Tang Zui blinked at him, and the Lord Long commanded, "I will drive here today."

The president all spoke, and the executives immediately took things and left, leaving only Long Sijue and Tang Zui in the conference room.

Tang Zui pushed the lid of the insulation bucket and pushed it in front of Sir Long. He said, "Sister Su brought it in personally, and she told me to tell you. This is the longevity noodles she cooked for you and added eggs. She said Be sure to eat it on your birthday. "

Lord Long looked at this bowl of noodles and the heart-shaped fried egg inside, and his throat knot rolled a few times. He looked at Tang Zui, "You know I'm not birthday."

At first Long Aotian almost drew the small him to death with a whip, and he still refused to compromise, just refused to celebrate his birthday.

"I know, anyway, Miss Su has arrived. You take care of it yourself. If you really don't want to eat it, dump it." Tang Zui said and got up and left.

In the large conference room, there was only Long Sijue sitting there, staring at the longevity noodles in the insulation bucket in front of him.

For a while, Tang Zui saw Sir Long pick up chopsticks aside and ate all the noodles.

Tang Zui smiled, and it seems that this guy's birthday will not be as painful as before.

...

In the evening, when Sir Long returned from the company to Jinyuan, he kept his eyes closed, so he didn't realize that today's Jinyuan was dark until the car stopped.

His brow frowned. It seemed that this was the first time that this had happened. What had happened?

Sir Long pushed the car door and got out. The villa was quiet enough to drop needles. His leather shoes made a crisp sound when he stepped on the marble floor. The man's brows could not help but wrinkle tighter ...

As he walked in, Su Chihiro pushed out a candle-lit cake nearly one person out of it ...

Sir Long paused, looking at the candlelight against the little face that was as beautiful as an elf, and his eyes were deep, strange and strangely surging in his heart ...