You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Qingmang hurried upstairs, first went to the study to see Lu Yanmu, opened it, and found that the light was not turned on in the room, and it seemed that he was not in the study.

Then he ran to his bedroom, opened the door, and found that the lights in the room were on, but no one was inside.

With a little doubt, Qingmang walked inside, and then heard the sound of pattering water in the bathroom.

This guy Lu Yanmu is actually taking a shower?

Not busy with work and taking a bath, is this the rhythm of going to sleep? Not scientific.

Qingmang couldn't help but glanced at the bathroom a few more times. The consequence of looking at it a few more times was that she slowly forgot what she thought at the beginning.

Lu Yanmu's bedroom is basically the same as hers, the only difference is the bathroom. At that time, she was determined not to use transparent glass, and she had to work hard to get someone to replace it with a door, while Lu Yanmu's bathroom retained the original design and was made of frosted glass.

Although I can't see the people inside, I can see people's silhouettes when I look closely. In addition, the lights in the bedroom are a little dim at this time, and the bathroom is just bright enough. From this look, the blurred silhouettes are just like this. Reflected on frosted glass.

Qingmang, who had seen Lu Yanmu's figure, had a bit of nostalgia for the feel of the hand. It was a little more cumbersome, and a little less skinny. A body that was just right was the dream of thousands of girls.

She was able to sleep with such a figure, which really made a lot of money.

When Lu Yanmu finished taking a shower and opened the bathroom door, what he met was Qingmang's infatuated stare like a satyr. .

Is something wrong? Seeing Qingmang's appearance like this, he couldn't help frowning a little. This appearance didn't look like a girl should have.

When Qingmang heard his voice, he came back to his senses. Seeing Lu Yanmu, who was only wrapped in half a bath towel, he didn't look shy and scratched his hair, No, I just came to see you.

When he was talking, his eyes were fixed on Lu Yanmu's upper body all the way. This body really wanted to touch it.

Aware of her gaze, Lu Yanmu frowned slightly, walked quietly to the cloakroom, pulled off the bathrobe and put it on his body, and said in a cold voice, It's okay to go back to sleep.

Qingmang retracted his gaze with some regret, followed him inside, and sat on his bed, Can't I be here if I have nothing to do? I want to sleep with you tonight.

Lu Yanmu raised his eyes and glanced at her deeply. After thinking for a while, he walked in front of her and put his big palm on her forehead to probe.

Qingmang was a little stunned by his actions. He didn't know what he wanted to do. Why did he touch her forehead when he had nothing to do?

After a while, Lu Yanmu said, I don't have a fever.

Qingmang: ...

She didn't come here because her head was wrong, she just wanted to sleep with him.

If you don't have a fever, go back to your bedroom. Lu Yanmu spread his hands, picked up the towel next to him, and wiped his hair.

But I want to sleep here. Qingmang held his cheeks and acted like a spoiled child.

Lu Yanmu didn't even give her a look, he turned his back to dry his hair.

Qingmang pouted, doesn't it mean that men don't refuse women who come to the door? Why did she take the initiative to say that she wanted to sleep with him, wouldn't normal people be very happy?

Why did Lu Yanmu have such a result? Or is it that Lu Yanmu is no longer interested in women?

She couldn't believe this evil.