You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Lu Yanmu turned Qingmang around, then lightly lifted Qingmang's chin with his index finger, and looked at him with a very serious expression.

With this serious look, Qingmang was stunned for a while, a little confused, not knowing what he wanted to do.

After staring at each other for a while, Qingmang said unsurely, Huh? What's wrong?

Did she do something wrong or say something wrong?

Expressed a bit bewildered.

You are not allowed to say these words or do these actions in front of other men in the future, are you clear?! Lu Yanmu said with a stern face and a cold voice, like a warning, but also a bit of coaxing.

Qingmang looked at his serious expression and felt that he could not disobey his words at this time.

He also nodded his head very seriously, Well, I see. Except for you, I will never say such things to other men. I can guarantee that if I do such a thing.

Lu Yanmu: ...

Why does this sound a little strange? What did he originally mean, it seemed like this?

Another layer of his meaning is not to often do such things to him intentionally or unintentionally.

After thinking about it, I wanted to open my mouth to continue talking to her, but glanced at Qingmang's incomparably serious expression, with a cute look on his face, and if it reached his mouth in an instant, he swallowed it so hard.

That's it, it seems to be pretty good.

If life is like before, it is a pool of stagnant water, and no matter how you stir it, you can't make a little bit of waves. This kind of life seems too boring.

His life is full of challenges and hopes for the future precisely because of the green light.

Are you hungry? Lu Yanmu changed the subject, not bothering too much in this regard.

This question, no matter how you say it, will be fruitless, just entangled in another way.

Qingmang pursed his lips and thought for a while, Well... I'm really hungry.

I'm hungry. Qingmang nodded honestly.

From the accident to now, after tossing for so long, I am really hungry.

The sleepiness can be dissipated after sleeping for a while, but the problem of hunger cannot be solved by sleeping.

What do you want to eat? Lu Yanmu asked casually.

Well... I want to eat a lot of delicious food, I want to eat shrimp, a lot of shrimp. Qingmang's eyes were curved into a crescent shape.

When it comes to eating, the smile on his face is a bit big.

In this way, it seems that the problem that happened tonight is going to be turned over.

Well, I asked the kitchen to make some. Do you want to go down to eat, or eat in the bedroom? Lu Yanmu said as always, less indifferent.

Huh? Lu Yanmu actually asked her where she wanted to eat?

You know, Lu Yanmu is a bit too clean, and never allows other things to appear in the bedroom, not even his hair.

Not to mention eating in his bedroom, not even jelly.

Today, for the first time, she agreed to let her eat in the bedroom?

Is this the benefit of being sick?

Well...that must have been eaten in the bedroom, my back hurts, and I don't want to leave. Qingmang had a smile on his face, looking very charming and cute.

Lu Yanmu lowered his eyes, looked at the cute little face, and then looked at the small mouth that closed. After regaining his energy, the original paleness had recovered a little blood, and looking at the cherry lips, it seemed that there was magic power. , so that he couldn't help it, he covered it...