You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

When the plane was about to arrive at the airport, Qingmang faintly woke up, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he fell into the bottomless black eyes, which was a little shaken.

What...what's wrong? Qing Mang rubbed his eyes and asked confusedly.

She slept so well that she almost forgot where she was.

No, I see you sleeping so well. I want to take a look at you a few more times. There was a slight smile on Lu Yanmu's lips, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Hmm...how long have I been asleep? Qingmang moved a little, feeling a little numb from sleep.

Lu Yanmu raised his wrist and glanced at the time, then said calmly: About seven or eight hours.

Seven or eight hours? !

Qing Mang was shocked. He didn't expect to sleep for so long, which was a bit abnormal.

She rarely slept that long on a plane.

Where are you? Qingmang propped himself up and was half-sitting. He raised his eyes and glanced out the window. It was almost dark.

It's over, I slept so energetically, I probably won't be able to sleep at night.

There's about an hour left. Lu Yanmu replied simply.

Where are we going? Qing Mang was a little confused.

After flying for so long, I’m afraid it’s really in Northern Europe, and maybe in France?

Well, Paris, France. Lu Yanmu didn't hide it anymore this time and said it directly.

Qing Mang's expression was a little confused at that time.

Really in Paris, France? !

She likes many cities, but she feels particularly fond of Paris.

France is a romantic city, and everything here makes her somewhat fascinated.

As the first stop on the honeymoon trip, Qingmang said he was very satisfied.

Why do you want to come here? Qing Mang couldn't hide his excitement.

Lu Yanmu really understands her very well and knows exactly what she wants, even what she likes and dislikes.

You like it.

Lu Yanmu's words you like it instantly made Qingmang even more happy and excited.

Well, any sweet words cannot compare to such three simple words.

For her, Lu Yanmu was a gift from God.

Well... I like you very much, too. Green light smacked on his face.

She was very happy to see Lu Yanmu like this.

Qing Mang's words greatly benefited Lu Yanmu.

Yeah, I know. Compared to Qing Mang's excitement, Lu Yanmu looked calm, as if it was abnormal not to say he liked her.

Although Qing Mang didn't like him being so calm, he had already reached this point. If he was too entangled, he would be a bit ignorant of good people.

Do you want any reward? Qingmang asked him, tilting his head.

Lu Yanmu's eyes darkened slightly, looking at Qingmang's eyes a little hot, his throat rolled twice, and he said in a low voice: Is it really possible to do anything?

Qing Mang was burned by his eyes, and felt that there was something wrong with the hidden meaning of this sentence, but the words he said were like water thrown out and could not be taken back.

Finally, he nodded and responded lightly: Well, what do you want?

You! Lu Yanmu spoke concisely.

Qingmang: ...

I knew nothing good was going to happen.

I'm already yours, what else do you want from me? Qing Mang decided to act crazy and pretend not to know.

Yes, I know. Lu Yanmu's voice was calm, I want you to be by my side all the time.