Good Morning, Mister Dragon! - Chapter 711 - To Win His Heart, You Need to Be Patient

Chapter 711: To Win His Heart, You Need to Be Patient

As Elder Long was around, even though everyone was preoccupied with their own thoughts because of what had just happened, the meal went fairly smoothly.

By the time they were done with the meal, Long Aotian and Lan Qingcheng were already overcome with lust. There were a lot of people around, and no one was paying any attention to them. So, they sneaked out of the main hall separately and headed to a room on the first floor. After they were both in the room, they started f*cking passionately.

They did not even bother to take off their clothes because they planned to return to the main hall the moment they were done having s*x. That was so that no one would be suspicious about them.

“You’re such a fox! Why? You’re upset because Long Xiluo is back, and you want to fight with him for Sijue?” Long Aotian was so furious that he inserted another finger into Lan Qingcheng’s p*ssy.

Lan Qingcheng shrieked. The old man was really driving her crazy, and she had no choice but to admit that she was feeling extremely good!

Long Aotian immediately covered her mouth as he thrust even harder.

Long Lin immediately rushed back to his room after he was done eating lunch since the Chinese New Year gift that Big Sister Qianxun had bought him was in his room. It was a robot that could move and talk, and he loved the gift very much.

When Long Xiluo entered her son’s room, she saw that he was sitting on the floor and playing with the robot in an earnest manner. She walked over and sat down next to him. “Why are you playing with such a childish toy? Here you go, this is my Chinese New Year gift for you.”

Long Xiluo placed a black toy pistol in front of Long Lin with a slam.

Long Lin did not show her any reaction. He did not even spare the pistol a glance. He continued playing with his robot.

“Lin’er, mummy is talking to you. Can’t you hear me?” Long Xiluo furrowed her eyebrows a little.

Long Lin continued to ignore Long Xiluo, and she suddenly felt a pang in her heart. It had been years since she felt that way, but today, she was actually saddened by the fact that her son was ignoring her.

“You have to be patient with him. You know that he’s autistic, don’t you? To win his heart, you need to be patient.” Long Sijue looked at the two of them as he stood at the doorway.

“Aren’t I patient enough?” Long Xiluo glanced at Long Sijue in resignation.

Long Sijue said nothing.

“Alright, tell me how to be patient, then.”

“Don’t think about anything when you’re with him and don’t harbor any ulterior motives either. Focus on having fun with him,” Long Sijue said.

Long Xiluo observed her son, and she realized that he really liked the robot. She reached out for the robot and said, “Lin’er, why don’t we play with the robot together?”

However, she had barely touched the robot before Long Lin grabbed it in an emotional manner. He looked at his mother with a vigilant gaze.

Long Xiluo felt even more upset when she saw the way her son was acting. She could sense that he had totally shut her out. Even though everyone was telling him that she was his mother, he still refused to accept her.

Long Xiluo slowly withdrew her hand. She tried very hard to maintain her composure as she strode away from Long Lin’s room, which had obviously been designed for a child.

After she left, Long Lin placed the robot on the floor and continued to play with it.

Long Sijue was deep in thought as he gazed at the robot in Long Lin’s hands. A servant had told him that Ye Gu was the one who brought the toy to Long Lin’s room.

That meant the toy was a Chinese New Year gift from Su Qianxun.

He found it strange. Even though Long Lin did not like his own mother, it was “love at first sight” between him and Su Qianxun.

Long Xiluo was smoking when Long Sijue found her. He furrowed his eyebrows a little when he saw what a skillful smoker she was. “It would be best for you to smoke less. It’s extremely bad for your health. You should think about Lin’er.”

Long Xiluo glanced at him and answered with a question. “Are you smoking less?”

“I don’t really smoke anymore.”