You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Can you sleep well? Lu Yanmu said helplessly with a stern face and a cold voice.

Qingmang blinked, I'm sleeping well, why haven't I been sleeping well?

Lu Yanmu raised her restless hand just now, Is this a good night's sleep?

Qingmang pretended to know nothing and looked at him with innocent eyes, What's wrong with me? I just touched you, but I didn't do anything to you.

Do guys also mind being touched by others? Just like to touch others, can't be touched?

When talking about touching, Lu Yanmu glared at her and frowned slightly, as if he didn't agree with her statement.

Sometimes he really felt that he was going to lose to her, and he often jumped when he was angry, but he was helpless to her. When did you learn such a character?

He sighed helplessly, Qingmang, speak well.

Qingmang opened his big eyes and raised his head with the other hand, Why didn't I speak properly? Did I say something wrong? Or did you understand something wrong?

Well, she actually did it on purpose, and she naturally knew what he meant by talking nicely, but she just wanted to tease him, as if it was fun.

Lu Yanmu closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He had never failed in countless battles in the mall, but he never thought that one day he would be planted in Qingmang's hands.

Inexplicably, he felt that communicating with her was something he was not good at, and vaguely felt that any means would be useless with her.

Lu Yanmu tucked her hands back into the quilt, turned his back to her, sleep well.

Qingmang looked at his action and wanted to laugh inexplicably. Lu Yanmu wanted to be so cute. Seeing him like this, she had the urge to fall down.

Qingmang looked at his broad back and couldn't help but want to get closer to him. He moved to his side, his little hands stretched out from his waist and hugged him, his head was attached to his back, leaning against each other.

When Qingmang stretched out his hands, Lu Yanmu opened his eyes, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes. Almost without hesitation, he grabbed her little hand with his big palm, trying to let her loose.

With his big palm clasping Qingmang's small hand, Qingmang said softly, I want to sleep with you in my arms, don't do anything, okay?

She wanted to sleep with him in her arms, so that he would be more present and hug him more.

Hearing her slightly pleading voice, the big palm that was clasping her hand was slowly replaced by the one that wrapped her, and patted it lightly, Go to sleep.

With a smile on Qingmang's face, he snorted, and rubbed inward again, tightly pressing against his back, leaving no gap, and then there was no other movement. After thinking about it, he put his face on the back. His back felt inexplicably warm.

I don't know if it's because of Lu Yanmu's presence, Qingmang slept very soundly this night. He didn't dream about the past life at all.

When he heard the girl's shallow breathing sounding behind him, Lu Yanmu squeezed her hand, and seeing no response, he slowly turned around and hugged her, his eyes full of affection.

Maybe just this is enough, and he can't ask too much for the rest. Originally, he used some means to bind her by his side. This is simple enough, and people can't be too greedy.

Looking at the girl's peaceful and beautiful sleeping face, Lu Yanmu gently placed a kiss on her forehead, expressing his emotions, but he was extremely restrained.