You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

It hurts? The man's low, hoarse voice sounded beside his ears, with a bit of unnoticeable tenderness.

Gu Qingmang nodded vigorously and pursed his lips, It hurts!

At this time, if you don't add more grievances, how can you make this man feel relieved.

Of course, how wronged and miserable it is to pretend to be miserable!

In order to prove her words, the little hand grabbed the man's big palm and touched his head, If you don't believe me, touch it, you've got such a big bag...

What if I'm knocked stupid, next time if I meet them again, I'll kill him!

Gu Qingmang complained about what happened in the factory, in addition to raising the grievance value, more importantly, diverting the man's attention.

In her previous life, she knew how miserable it was when she ran out to meet Zhao Xiyuan privately in a bar and was found by a man.

The only difference is that she was not injured much in the past life, but in this life, her head was smashed.

The warmth of the man's big palm made her reluctant to leave and gave her an incomparable peace of mind.

Obviously this trick worked, the man was successfully transferred by her grievance value, his big palm lightly covered the girl's head, and his eyes became unfathomable.

What did the doctor say? Lu Yanmu opened his thin lips lightly, and his mellow voice like aged wine made it even more sexy.

Gu Qingmang pouted, The doctor said to rest for a few days, otherwise there may be sequelae.

Well. The man replied lightly, but his deep eyes were looking at the girl sitting in front of him.

In fact, before he came over, the doctor had reported her condition to him, obviously, it was not as serious as she said.

As for her purpose of lying, it is self-evident.

The atmosphere suddenly cooled down, and the two people sitting on the bed seemed to have their own minds.

Although Gu Qingmang had died once, when facing this man, he still had some fear in his heart.

That...do you have anything else to do? I'm a little sleepy and want to sleep... Gu Qingmang pinched the corner of his clothes and opened his mouth carefully.

But after speaking, she wanted to slap herself.

If she wants to change everything in her previous life, she must first hold the thigh of the man in front of her, and she must get along well with him.

Lu Yanmu remained calm, took his hand away from her head, and responded lightly.

Qingmang couldn't wait for the rest, so he had to lift the quilt and lie down, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

Even if she closed her eyes, she could feel that the coolness that belonged to a man never disappeared. In fact, as long as he didn't leave, she wouldn't relax.

The man stared at the fair little face, trying to see something from it.

I don't know if he made a mistake or missed something, or the girl was hiding too deeply. Her performance tonight was a little unexpected.

At least, it shouldn't be so peaceful.

After a long stalemate, the man helped her tuck the quilt, and a layer of soft light covered her frosty face.

When he turned to leave, the corner of his shirt was pulled by a small hand.

Looking down at the girl, he fell into a pair of bright and clear eyes, shining with bright stars, making him unable to move his eyes.

Lu Yanmu, good night.

The soft and charming voice exclusively for girls sounded, like the breeze in March, blowing into his heart, causing ripples.

Lu Yanmu responded as if nothing had happened, reached out and pressed the lamp, hesitated for a while, and finally put a kiss on the girl's forehead lightly, and then walked out the door.

But at the moment when his hand touched the doorknob, the voice behind him rang.