You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

The slightly drunk morning light jumped in from the half-closed window, the beige curtains were swaying in the breeze, the girl on the Simmons bed was still soundly asleep, her sleeping face was peaceful and beautiful, with a slight smile on her lips.

This sleep, Qingmang slept very comfortably, even though he was ill, probably with Lu Yanmu beside him, he felt very comfortable.

I vaguely remember that I slept a little dishonestly last night. I felt it was too hot and kicked the quilt. Several times, Lu Yanmu pulled her back and covered it again, and then she was kicked again after a while.

It seemed that at the end, Lu Yanmu, who was almost angry, woke her up and beat her up. Fortunately, Qingmang was still aware of current affairs. Before Lu Yanmu broke out, she fell asleep honestly again.

Thinking about it now, Qingmang felt that even if she fell asleep, she seemed to be quite aware of current affairs.

Rubbing his eyes, he leaned on the bed to ease his mind. Today is much better than yesterday.

In addition to the throat is still not comfortable, some dry, it will be a little pain when swallowing saliva.

The feeling of the head swelled is much better, unlike yesterday, the dizzy and swollen whole person has no strength, and even the whole person is much more relaxed.

It seems that this kid Xu Mo, in addition to being a little unreliable, is still very good at medical skills. Even if he is not a genius doctor, he can cure the disease. Oh, I forgot to add, it's because more money is better.

Looking at his side, Lu Yanmu's seat was empty, and the temperature beside him was as usual, but it was full of the fragrance of pine wood, which was very pleasant.

Perhaps for her, the smell on Lu Yanmu's body was already her tranquilizer. As long as she was around, she never felt uneasy.

I can't imagine that if she left Lu Yanmu one day, she would die of insomnia.

Cough cough... Because his throat was so dry, he couldn't hold back a cough. When she was coughing, the door was suddenly opened, and a servant came in, looking at her nervously.

Miss Qingmang, are you all right? The servant stood three steps away, looking at her nervously.

Qingmang slowed down his throat, let out a sigh of relief, and slowly said, It's okay, it's okay, just pour me a glass of water and let it go smoothly.

Hey. The servant hurriedly responded, walked to the head of the bed, unscrewed the kettle, and said while pouring water: The third master explained early that we have prepared the water and put it here, saying that Miss Qingmang will definitely wake up when she wakes up. Find water to drink.

I tried the temperature through the glass, and then handed it to Qingmang after it was suitable, and smiled very happily: It seems that the third master understands Miss Qingmang, which is really enviable.

Qingmang had a slight smile on his face, reached out and took a sip, inexplicably felt that there was no sugar, but it was sweet in his heart.

After drinking, he held the cup in his hand, thought of Lu Yanmu, and asked casually, Where's the third master, did you go to the company?

At this point, Lu Yanmu should be in the company.

The servant laughed and said, The third master is worried about the young lady. He didn't go to the company this morning, but was working in the study.

Huh? Qing Mang suddenly raised his head when he heard the words, a bit of surprise on his face. A workaholic like Lu Yanmu was surprised that she didn't go to work because of her.

Did he have breakfast? Qingmang asked as he got out of bed and walked to the bathroom.

Shortly after the third master got up, Assistant Song came over with a stack of documents, and the third master went directly into the study, as if we were talking about something, and we didn't dare to disturb it. The servant thought for a while and said truthfully.