You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Qingmang was lying on the bed, biting a quilt on his mouth, looking at Lu Yanmu standing on the edge of the bed, his teeth were itchy.

Thinking of what happened just now, she wanted to beat Lu Yanmu.

After Qingmang finished shouting, Lu Yanmu let go of her, holding a cotton swab in his hand, rubbed the medicine on her knee very seriously, but his movements were very gentle.

I originally thought that after he finished wiping, he would always avoid suspicion and would not rub the medicine on her back and waist, so I felt relieved.

Who knew that after Lu Yanmu finished wiping his knees, he first looked at her solemnly, and then asked coldly, Is it also on my body?

Qingmang nodded, Well, I feel that these two places are a little sore, maybe they are scratched. But through the clothes, it should be fine.

Across a layer of clothes, it must have been wiped less than the elbows and knees, but it is estimated that the skin is torn.

Lu Yanmu picked up the medicine box with one hand, walked in front of Qingmang, and said calmly, Here, or go back to the bedroom?

Ah? Qingmang didn't quite understand what he meant.

Do it here, or go back to the bedroom? Lu Yanmu repeated patiently.

Only then did Qingmang realize what Lu Yanmu meant, and hurriedly wrapped his arms around his chest, with a face of rejection, No, I'll ask the servant to deal with it later.

What a joke, let Lu Yanmu handle it for her personally, but she can't do it.

What if you are dealing with evil thoughts? It's not that she doesn't believe Lu Yanmu, but she just can't believe the impulse of a man.

She is thin and tender, what if she is dealt with and dealt with.

Lu Yanmu didn't have so many thoughts. Seeing Qingmang's rejection, he avoided her wound and directly carried her on his shoulders. He raised his feet and walked towards the door.

Let me down!!! Qingmang was startled, desperately staring at his feet, trying to get down.

Lu Yanmu frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied, reached out and patted her butt, and said solemnly, Don't make trouble.

! ! ! Qingmang expressed his shock at his butt-slapping behavior.

With such a frivolous action, why was he able to do it so smoothly? !

Or is it the noble son who is noble and aloof, abstinent and self-sufficient?

So, the voice full of accusations resounded through the corridor.

Lu Yanmu! You actually slap my ass!!!

But when she finished shouting, Qingmang regretted it instantly. What she didn't expect was that Lu Yanmu didn't stop, and when she shouted, Lu Yanmu had already opened the door and walked out.

If she was in the study, she might still be able to soundproof, but when she shouted in the corridor, she could guarantee that everyone in the villa heard her shout.

Hearing Qingmang's cry, some servants stopped their movements and looked at the source of the sound, only to see their noble and cold third master, carrying a medicine box in one hand and a shoulder on the other. Miss Qingmang.

The third master is abstinent and self-restrained as always, but Miss Qingmang seems to be under great coercion, jumping vigorously on the third master's shoulder.

Eh, in this situation, they seem to have made up 10,000 big plays.

The third master of their family must be trying to use force on Miss Qingmang...

Otherwise, how could Miss Qingmang resist, and she looked like she was swearing to die, looking at these two people, she had the attitude of forcing a girl from a good family to do bad things...

Why do they feel that some words are hard to say?