You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Lu Yanmu had a relaxed look on her face. He glanced at her face carefully, and then said lightly, While you were talking to the old man when you were happy.

Qingmang: ...

Dare he be pretending to sleep all the time? Let her coax the old man here?

Why is this man so nasty?

You woke up early and didn't say anything? Didn't you see Grandpa worried like this? Qingmang sat aside and gave him an angry look.

It made her worry in vain, and let her carry the majesty of the old man alone for so long.

Lu Yanmu touched Qingmang's somewhat annoyed look and couldn't help but smile, Are you blaming me?

Qingmang turned his body and rolled his eyes at him, What do you think?

Lu Yanmu chuckled lightly, and his brows were full of relief, I see that your grandfather and grandson are chatting so happily and have deep feelings, so I can't bear to interrupt.

You're a ghost if you believe me. Qingmang glared at him, You're clearly awake, but seeing me coaxing the old man like this, you must be looking happy, hum.

She still doesn't know what Lu Yanmu was thinking about. He must be afraid of being talked about by the old man when he wakes up. Fortunately, he just pretended to fall asleep. After the old man left, he woke up.

Lu Yanmu just smiled lightly, unable to deny it. What Qingmang said, half and half. The other half, seeing that Qingmang gets along well with the old man, probably can improve some of the old man's opinions on Qingmang. The real relationship is more convincing than his empty words.

When the old man blamed Qingmang, he was already awake, but when he heard some words from Qingmang, he gave up the idea of ​​waking up.

Come here. Lu Yanmu shouted in a low voice.

Qingmang turned his body sideways, pretending that he didn't hear him, and didn't intend to pay attention to him.

She has such a scheming to make trouble with her.

Lu Yanmu knew that Qingmang was trying to be petty, so he kept his voice calm and shouted again: Qingmang?

Qingmang still pretended not to hear.

Lu Yanmu shouted again with patience.

Qingmang said quietly, Why, you're a soul.

I just started to coax her now, why did you go earlier. She is angry now, some don't want to pay attention to others, she is not happy, not happy.

Lu Yanmu gave a low laugh, naturally he knew where Qingmang's temper came from.

Qingmang, I have a headache... Lu Yanmu said very resentfully, showing a bit of weakness.

Sure enough, as soon as Qingmang heard that his head was hurting, he thought of what the doctor said before, saying that he had a concussion, and turned around and looked at him nervously, Besides the pain in the head, what else is uncomfortable, you wait first. Now, I'm going to call the doctor.

Qingmang wanted to leave in a hurry, but Lu Yanmu pulled his hand, and then the whole person fell on one side's chest.

Lu Yanmu! Qingmang shouted anxiously and angrily, full of annoyance, and whispered: Don't let go quickly, you are still injured!

Do you know what he is doing, and he still dares to hold her, doesn't he want his head?

No matter how Qingmang struggled, Lu Yanmu just hugged her tightly and didn't let go. In a hurry, Qingmang wanted to push him away, but he didn't dare to force him to hug her, worried that it would affect his injury.

After all, this is a concussion. A careless one will affect his IQ in the future. What should I do? This is not a joke.