You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Ji Jinchen watched the door being opened and closed, but did not hear a word of response, looked at Song Yuan, and said nothing to each other.

Well, the third brother is only enthusiastic about Gu Qingmang, and he has already reached it directly. In fact, he should not ask.

...

Lu Yanmu held the room card in his hand, and after a beep, he directly opened the door and went in.

The room was silent, and the girl's shallow breathing sounded particularly clear in the room.

The room was dark, Lu Yanmu didn't turn on the lights, but as if he had a night light, he found the location of Qingmang without a word.

With the light from outside, Lu Yanmu saw the girl's frowning brows, and even in her sleep, she seemed uneasy.

He gently reached out and stroked her forehead, trying to make her sleep more peacefully.

As soon as her hand was placed between her eyebrows, the girl trembled for a while, and after a while, she slowly calmed down again.

Lu Yanmu's fingers lightly pressed Qingmang's eyebrows, and he looked quite patient.

Under his comfort, the frowning brow slowly relaxed.

Looking at her appearance, Lu Yanmu felt a little distressed, but in just two days, he seemed to have lost some weight.

I knew she would be very busy, but I didn't expect that she would be so busy and lose weight.

Thinking that her leg was broken, she gently lifted the quilt to look at her injury. When she saw the wound, her pupils shrank, the bottom of her eyes was cold, and the chill spread uncontrollably. , Even the girl in her sleep shrank the quilt from the cold.

After noticing Qingmang's movements, Lu Yanmu restrained all his chills, took off his jacket, gently lifted a corner of the quilt, hugged Qingmang's waist, and fell asleep with her in his arms.

Qingmang, who was originally curled up into a ball, felt the warmth next to him, snorted, and moved towards him subconsciously, then leaned on his chest, and greeted him directly with his hands and feet, becoming an octopus. The shape is not polite at all.

Lu Yanmu laughed dumbly at Qingmang's habit, brushing off his previous seriousness, and finally becoming a little gentler.

Well, that's fine.

Holding Qingmang, like an empty heart, was instantly filled back, this feeling is extraordinarily pleasing and satisfying.

It was a good night's sleep after that.

...

When the alarm clock rang the next day, Qingmang subconsciously groped for her phone on the bedside table, but before she could find it, a big palm went over her hand and pressed the ringtone.

Qingmang was a little confused, and before his head was fully awake, he retracted his hand directly. After a while, he suddenly realized that something was wrong!

There was someone lying beside her! ! !

He suddenly lifted the quilt and looked to the side, and met those deep eyes that could suck her in.

Did she not wake up? Did you see Lu Yanmu?

Could this be a hallucination? !

After rubbing her eyes, she looked next to her again, and someone was looking at her with a smile on her face.

You...why are you here? When he saw Lu Yanmu, Qingmang was completely confused.

When I slept last night, I hadn't seen Lu Yanmu yet. Could it be that they came here overnight?

Well, not happy? Lu Yanmu held his head and asked instead of answering.

Qingmang was immersed in Lu Yanmu's prosperous beauty, unable to extricate himself.

Happy and happy. Qingmang nodded fiercely, how could he be unhappy?

Seeing such a prosperous beauty early in the morning, I feel really happy when I think about it.

Life is still a beautiful existence, just don't be too happy.