You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Qingmang sneaked into Lu Yanmu's study, looked around for several times, and finally settled on the pillow on the bed.

Hmm... Put it there, Lu Yanmu probably won't know.

And he always likes to sleep on the left side, and he won't move the pillow on the right side. It should be the safest to put it inside the pillow.

After thinking about it for a while, Qingmang immediately started, sitting on the bed and directly removing the quilt, took out the voice recorder from his pocket and stuffed it in.

Just in case, after putting the pillow back, Qingmang still lay on it and tried it out, um, it didn't seem to feel anything.

But when she was lying down, she didn't want to get up. All she could smell was Lu Yanmu, which made her feel very relaxed.

Looking sideways at the door, Lu Yanmu was in the study, so she shouldn't come back so soon, or she would lie here for a while before he came back, set the alarm clock, and leave before he came back.

Qingmang took out the phone from his pocket, set a time, put the phone aside, hugged another pillow, found a comfortable seat, lay down and fell asleep in a daze.

She slept very well this night, and she didn't know how long she had slept in a daze. She seemed to have a faint feeling. After she fell asleep, someone walked in and stood in front of the bed for a while, then went over and closed the curtains to isolate her. got some sunshine.

When walking, my footsteps were lighter. Before turning over, I could hear the cloakroom being pulled open, and then the sound of water in the bathroom.

Qingmang had a little bit of consciousness, but she wanted to wake up but didn't want to. The familiar smell and the inexplicable sense of security made her feel as if she had been sheltered. She completely relaxed and let herself continue to sink into her beautiful dream.

...

When she woke up, it was completely dark, and when she opened her eyes, it was pitch black.

Qingmang suddenly sat up and turned on the lamp at the head of the bed, which instantly brightened.

He glanced left and right, but didn't find anyone there, rubbed his head, and sat on the edge of the bed to recover.

Picking up the phone to check the time, she was so scared that she almost smashed the phone.

It's already 7pm? How long has she slept?

It seemed that someone came in during the period, could it be Lu Yanmu?

After tidying up casually, I originally wanted to go downstairs directly, but after thinking about it, I went to the study.

After knocking twice, Qingmang opened the door without hearing the answer, only to see Lu Yanmu facing the computer, wearing a bluetooth headset, with a serious look on his face.

This posture seems to be holding a video conference.

Qingmang was about to close the door quietly, but when he raised his eyes, Lu Yanmu had already seen her, and he waved to her, motioning her to go over.

After a pause, he closed the door lightly, walked to the sofa opposite him and sat down, flipping through the book.

After seeing Qingmang sitting down, Lu Yanmu's attention returned to the meeting. He listened a lot throughout the whole process, occasionally answering a sentence or two and raising unnecessary opinions.

Qingmang casually flipped through a few pages of the book, and found that Lu Yanmu was not as good-looking, so she still looked at Lu Yanmu.

Holding his head, his eyes stared straight at him, very pleasing to the eye.

Lu Yanmu, who had been concentrating on the meeting the whole time, couldn't ignore this scorching gaze even if he wanted to ignore it. After explaining a few words, he ended the meeting.

Lu Yanmu took off the Bluetooth headset, sat down beside her, glanced at her messy hair, raised his hand to smooth it out for her, Awake?