You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

When the two of them returned home, the servants had already prepared the meals, and when they saw them back, they began to prepare the dishes for dinner.

When Lu Yanmu came in, he took off his coat and put it aside, and sat on the sofa loosening his tie, a trace of burnout appeared on his brows.

Qingmang had rarely seen him like this before, no matter how busy he was, he was always in high spirits.

But so far, she has seen Lu Yanmu seem a little tired twice. Could it be that his body has begun to have problems?

In her previous life, she didn't pay much attention to Lu Yanmu, she only knew that he had a physical problem two years later, and that was the time when they had the most trouble.

No one would have thought that Lu Yanmu, who has always been strong, would actually be in bad health. When the news came out, it shocked many people and caused turbulence in Lu's stock, and even caused a series of problems until Lu Yanmu himself issued a statement, Only then did Lu's situation stabilize.

In this life, she has always hoped to save everything, so she will never allow such a thing to happen.

Sit down next to him, press his small hand on his temple, and ask softly, Will this be more comfortable?

When her hand was placed on the temple, Lu Yanmu instinctively opened his eyes, his eyes swept over sharply, and when he saw that it was Qingmang's hand, he regained his tenderness. Turning to her side, he replied lightly, Yeah.

To be honest, Qingmang was startled by his eyes for a moment, the kind of cold eyes with bloodthirsty and coldness, which had not been seen on him for a long time.

Or to put it another way, since the two of them reconciled, Lu Yanmu rarely showed cold-blooded indifference in front of her, and he was more gentle.

But she knew that Lu Yanmu was only gentle towards her. In essence, Lu Yanmu's character had never changed in the slightest. He was cold-blooded and ruthless, and was the Lu Yanmu that outsiders knew best.

Qingmang pressed his shoulders against his head, letting him lean half of his body on her, and tried his best to make him more comfortable.

After pressing it for a while, Qingmang felt that her hand was sore, but Lu Yanmu didn't seem to want to stop her, and he felt that it was not too good to stop, so he could only continue to press.

After pressing for another ten minutes, Qingmang felt that his hand was not his own. Looking down at Lu Yanmu, he seems to be asleep? !

Lu Yanmu, who has always been very demanding about the sleeping environment, was able to fall asleep just by leaning on her?

Qingmang slowly stopped his hand, and then withdrew it, half propped himself up, and quietly observed him. I have to say that God treats this man very favorably.

Impeccable appearance, unshakable family background, contempt for all power, undoubted IQ, countless people can't gather all of them after all their lives, but he has everything in his hands from the moment he was born, although all this is not easy to come by.

Maybe too good will always hurt. In his life, she used to be his catastrophe. For her, she gave up everything at her fingertips, but she ended up like this.

Qingmang reached out and touched his long eyelashes lightly, and smiled inexplicably, just quietly beside him, it was already very good, very complete.

If there is any dissatisfaction, it is probably that he failed to bear children for him, and let his children and grandchildren be at the knees of Chenghuan. It is a pity that the child of the previous life could not be saved.