You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

After looking around, Qingmang chose the most stupid method, she actually lifted the quilt and hid on Lu Yanmu's bed!

When she reacted, the bathroom door had been pushed open and Lu Yanmu walked out.

Listening to the heavy footsteps stepping on the wooden floor, Qingmang's heart jumped into her throat. She seemed to be able to imagine Lu Yanmu's expression after seeing her.

Fortunately, she hasn't done anything with Lu Yanmu yet, otherwise she really thought she was seducing him.

When Lu Yanmu came out, he was wiping his hair with a towel in his hand. The bath towel was tied around his waist, revealing his sturdy upper body. Water droplets from his hair dripped on his shoulders and chest from time to time, sliding all the way into his abdomen along the texture of his muscles. .

He took two steps and suddenly stopped, frowning slightly, this room has the atmosphere of someone else.

Does this breath seem like green light?

Raised his eyes and glanced at the bedroom, and found that she was not there. After his eyes fell on the bulging mass on the bed, his expression suddenly became a little vague.

He took two steps forward, looked at the bulging place, and after a little thought, lifted the quilt.

Unexpectedly, Qing Mango was on his bed. Unexpectedly, she was lying on his bed and fell asleep?

Lu Yanmu observed her quietly for a while, then suddenly pulled out a meaningful smile, reached out and covered her with the quilt, then turned around and went to the cloakroom.

After he turned around, Qingmang quietly opened his eyes little by little, and when he saw him wiping his hair and changing his pajamas in the cloakroom, he was relieved.

Phew~ scared her to death, thought she was discovered.

Hmm...but Lu Yanmu's figure is really what she remembered, nothing to say, it really makes people want to take a look.

When Lu Yanmu, who was busy in the cloakroom, felt the scorching gaze from a certain little woman, his hand paused, and the corners of his lips widened even more.

It turns out that his girl likes him like this.

After Lu Yanmu put on his robe, he went straight to bed and lay down beside Qingmang.

Lying on the bed, Qingmang closed her eyes and pretended to be sleeping, but her nerves were tense and she did not dare to relax at all. She could clearly feel the wind brought by the quilt being lifted up. One more person's breath.

She clenched her hand tightly, not daring to make any movement, for fear of being noticed by Lu Yanmu, she could even feel her heart beating wildly because of her nervousness, this feeling was really not a good feeling.

The so-called guilty conscience is probably the truth.

I don't know how long it took, but Qingmang's tense nerves were not relieved at all, but the more he heard the even breathing next to him, the more he became more awake.

Is Lu Yanmu asleep?

Should she secretly go back to the room while Lu Yanmu was asleep? As long as she didn't mention it, Lu Yanmu probably wouldn't ask about tonight's matter.

After she made up her mind and moved a little, Lu Yanmu, who had been standing still next to him, suddenly turned over and pulled her into his arms, wrapping his arms around her waist, so scared that Qingmang almost screamed out.

Is Lu Yanmu awake?

After a while, he quietly turned his head, and instantly fell into the deep black eyes, as if he was going to suck her in, and he couldn't escape.

You... haven't you slept yet? Qingmang stammered, frightened.