You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Seeing Qingmang's uncomfortable look, they were anxious, but they didn't know what to do, so they could only bring a bowl full of ginger water and hand it to her.

Miss Qingmang, the ginger water is just hot, and it feels quite right to the touch. Drink it while it's hot. The servant put the ginger water on the table and reminded.

Well, good. Qingmang took off the tissue and threw it into the trash can, then picked up the ginger water at the back, and gudonggudong just drank it directly.

After drinking it, I only feel that the spicy throat hurts more, and I feel a little uncomfortable.

With the idea of ​​taking a nap after drinking, Qingmang directly got up and went upstairs.

Originally, I wanted to go back to Lu Yanmu's bedroom to take a nap, but then I thought that if I covered it this way, I would definitely be sweating. Lu Yanmu is obsessed with cleanliness. If his bedroom is dirty, it may be a little troublesome when he sleeps at night.

Thinking of this floor, I pushed open the door of my room, and after I closed the curtains, I covered myself with the quilt.

Probably because his head was swollen a bit, and he was groggy. Soon after he touched the pillow, Qingmang fell asleep.

When I was half asleep and half awake, I felt sticky and greasy all over, as if I was sweating all over, and my clothes were sticking to my skin, which was very uncomfortable.

Inexplicably, I felt like my body was in the middle of ice and fire. I wanted to take off all my clothes when I was hot, and I wanted to add a few quilts when I was cold. Between the alternating hot and cold, the whole person is even more uncomfortable.

In the haze, she seemed to dream of a lot of strange things, and the scenes were shown one by one like a movie, so that she could not refuse even if she wanted to.

The scene in the dream was extremely labor-intensive, making her head even more uncomfortable, her throat was so dry that she wanted to drink water, but her whole body was limp and had no strength, and she couldn't even get up, let alone move.

Qingmang only felt uncomfortable all over her body. The quilt covering her body was like a heavy burden on her body.

She felt as if she was lying on a leaf, and there was water under the leaf, and she floated along the water without boundaries.

In a daze, she seemed to hear the sound of the door being opened, followed by the sound of her feet stepping on the wooden floor.

In the end, I felt the edge of the bed collapsed, and a palm pressed against her forehead, which was cold and comfortable, making her want to get closer.

However, before she could calm down the heat on her body, the coolness on her forehead left, and then some messy footsteps kept ringing in her ears, making her unable to sleep.

I really remembered and called to stop arguing, but I couldn't say a word in my throat, and my whole body didn't obey me. This kind of feeling is very uncomfortable.

Slowly, following the thoughts in the subconscious, Qingmang's consciousness was gradually stripped away, and then he fell into the boundless darkness.

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When he woke up again, Qingmang smelled the smell of disinfectant, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and some were not quite sure where the smell came from.

When I moved my hand, I found that the hand was being held, and the back of the other hand was a little sore.

She only moved a little, and a slightly tired voice rang out, Awake?

Qingmang followed the hand that was being held, and saw Lu Yanmu's handsome face that was slightly nervous.

Yeah. Qingmang responded, only to realize that his voice was hoarse.