You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

When Qingmang turned around and entered the bathroom, Lu Yanmu's strong face instantly turned paler, he staggered a bit, stretched out his hand to support the wall, and panted slightly.

Song Yuan, who had been hiding behind him and didn't speak, immediately supported Lu Yanmu with a worried look on his face.

Third Master, when Miss Qingmang rushed over, why didn't you hide? Song Yuan felt distressed when he saw Lu Yanmu's performance.

After rushing up like this, the wound that was finally healed must have opened again.

Lu Yanmu took a deep breath, his voice a little weak: It's okay.

Song Yuan looked so distressed that the third master was always like this, always thinking about Miss Qingmang, why didn't he think about himself?

Third Master, why don't you tell Miss Qingmang? If you keep rushing over like this, you must not think about the third master's injury.

If Mr. Lu knew that the third master was injured, he would definitely have to screw his head off and kick it as a ball.

What's more important is that seeing the third master like this makes me so distressed that I don't want it.

You dare! Lu Yanmu glanced coldly at Song Yuan.

Song Yuan lowered his head silently, well, he didn't dare.

He could guarantee that if he told Miss Qingmang, he wouldn't have to wait for Mr. Lu to come over, his head would have been screwed off by the third master and kicked as a ball.

Third Master, let's deal with it. If the wound is open and bleeds, I don't need to tell you, Miss Qingmang will know. Song Yuan suggested.

Lu Yanmu didn't refute this proposal, he hummed and agreed.

When he opened Lu Yanmu's shirt, the bandage on the wound, as expected, was dripping with blood.

Well, you don't need to look to know that the wound must have opened.

Regarding this situation, Song Yuan seemed to be unable to do anything other than shaking his head to express his distress.

Carefully re-medicated Lu Yanmu, tied the bandages, and helped Lu Yanmu change into his shirt.

When putting on his clothes, Lu Yanmu frowned slightly, his face paler than before.

Third Master, your face is too pale, Miss Qingmang will definitely doubt it. Song Yuan directly expressed his thoughts.

According to when Gu Qingmang rushed directly from the upstairs to the bedroom just now, she knew that she must be a little suspicious.

Although I don't know why Gu Qingmang is so smart all of a sudden, but according to the current situation, the third master's injury cannot be hidden from her for long.

Lu Yanmu eased his expression, and then he got better, If you can hide it for a while, it will be a while.

He also knows that the current Qingmang is not so easy to fool.

If it was before, unless he was acting like he was about to die, Qingmang would never have found out that he was injured.

It's different now, as long as he behaves a little differently, she can know, except for some problems.

She couldn't hide this matter for a long time at all. If she could hide it for three days, I'm afraid it was already the limit.

Is she not going to go to school anymore? Lu Yanmu asked as if he had thought of something.

Song Yuan thought about it for a while, and after listening to the report from the school, it seemed that this was indeed the case.

In this way, if you face each other every day, it will be even more difficult to hide. Unless the third master goes to the company, but going to the company to handle official business is not conducive to the recovery of the wound, and the company has many people, it is easier to expose the third master's injury. .

This is indeed a tricky thing...