You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Qingmang walked over and stretched out his hand to take his towel, and in Lu Yanmu's puzzled eyes, he pressed him on the sofa beside him, and then wiped his hair himself.

It's good to let her do this kind of thing, after all, it's time to show her tenderness.

Qingmang stroked his hair with her hands. This was the first time she had really touched Lu Yanmu's hair. It should be said that no one can get close to Lu Yanmu's body, and there are very few people who even meet him, except for the servant who took care of him when he was a child, so she should be the first person to eat crabs.

I have to say, Lu Yanmu's hair is really good, not only black but also straight and hard, just like his character.

When Qingmang's hand was placed on top of his head, Lu Yanmu's body froze slightly, he leaned back unconsciously, and after a while, he eased back.

He sat up straight and let Qingmang's little hand touch the top of his head without resisting.

After about five minutes, Qingmang took off the towel, then touched his hair with a small hand, and muttered to himself, It seems to be dry.

Lu Yanmu reached out and touched it, hummed, then stood up and walked to the bed, Qingmang behind him also followed his footsteps.

Seemingly feeling that something was wrong, Lu Yanmu stopped abruptly, and Qingmang, who was caught off guard, slammed into him, his nose slammed into his back, and tears almost fell.

It hurts. Qingmang hurriedly touched her nose with her hand, as if she was about to collapse. Fortunately, she didn't have plastic surgery, otherwise her nose must have been broken.

However, Lu Yanmu's body is like an iron wall. It's obviously made of muscle and fat, so why is it so hard? Oh my god, her nose can't work anymore.

Lu Yanmu held Qingmang's hand, lifted her head up, and bent down slightly to look at her nose.

Is there anything wrong, do you want to call the doctor over? Lu Yanmu saw her tears well up, and there was a bit of concern in his words.

Qingmang held back the physical tears brought by the pain, and shook his head, It's okay, just bump it, it will be fine in a while.

If she called a doctor because she bumped her nose, she was really too squeamish, how could she be so squeamish.

Lu Yanmu kept staring at her, the red tip of his nose made him feel a little distressed, and the bottom of his eyes was stained with a bit of pity and self-blame.

Qingmang didn't miss the emotions leaking out of his eyes, and lightly patted his shoulder with his hand, indicating that it was okay, It's okay, it'll be fine in a while, it just hurts, it didn't collapse, it won't embarrass you.

Lu Yanmu glared at her when he heard the words, did he care about shame?

He pulled her to the side, bent down to be flush with her, kept his eyes fixed on her nose, reached out and touched the tip of her nose lightly, Does it still hurt?

When he touched the tip of his nose, Qingmang, who was in pain, almost didn't grin, but seeing the seriousness in Lu Yanmu's eyes, she silently took it back.

It doesn't hurt anymore. It's okay, don't worry. Qingmang held his big palm and put his small hand on it to show comfort.

This man, when he is distressed, is really distressed, but when he is cold, it is also really cold.

Sometimes I don't know what kind of attitude I should use to treat him. I'm a little more afraid that he will feel distressed, and a little less and I'm afraid that he will be angry. It is really difficult to grasp this degree well.