You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Tonight, Qing Mang had suffered a disaster for no reason. Looking at her swollen half of her face, she felt as if she had been stabbed with countless knives. It was hard for her to want to kill.

When I heard the news of her accident, at that moment, I really wanted to overthrow Hwaseong, even if I did everything.

He couldn't even imagine that Qingmang had any damage.

The last time he was kidnapped, he was shocked for a while, vowing that he would never let Qing Mang fall into such a situation again. He even asked Ye Xiao to arrange for someone to follow her, lest something would happen when she was away.

These few days, Qing Mang would have been thinking about it, so he withdrew and followed her at any time. He didn't expect that such a thing would happen just as soon as he pulled the person back.

It was his own negligence in the end.

It’s just that in Hwaseong, someone dares to do something to Qingmang? Oh, how impatient it is to live.

Thinking of this, Lu Yanmu squinted his eyes slightly, and his eyes were as deep as a cold pool, full of cold light.

Lu Yanmu sat quietly on the edge of the bed and took a moment to relax. After confirming that Qing Mang was completely asleep, he wanted to reach out and pull it out, but Qing Mang held it tightly, not giving him a chance to loosen it.

After trying for a while, Qing Mang seemed to be worried, and kept holding his hand tightly. After trying for a while, Lu Yanmu gave up trying to break her hand.

He could feel that Qing Mang seemed okay, but he was scared in his heart.

It pretended that it didn't matter, just that he was worried.

Qing Mang, this girl, usually seems to like to make trouble with him, she has a completely incomprehensible appearance, but she is very clear about big things.

Knowing the world without being sophisticated is probably Qingmang's way of being in the world.

She stretched out her hand and gently stroked her face, her eyes were filled with pity and tenderness.

"Qing Mang..." Lu Yanmu yelled softly, with incomparable affection and nostalgia in his words.

I don’t know if all of this is really correct.

In the past, I always felt that all this was right, but now, am I really doing it right?

Lu Yanmu caressed Qingmang's cheeks, for the first time in his life, showing a somewhat bewildered look.

Perhaps Lu Yanmu, who has always been calm and composed, can hold everything in his hands, only when facing Qingmang will he appear confused.

"Knock..."

There was a gentle knock on the door, and Lu Yanmu raised his eyelids and glanced, a trace of firmness flashed in his eyes.

Slowly and firmly pulled Qingmang's hand from his hand slowly, without any hesitation.

During the period, Qing Mang only struggled a little, only to see that the power seemed to be unresisted, and slowly, he let him go.

It took Lu Yanmu a lot of effort to pull out his hand, because he was afraid of awakening Qingmang, so he didn't dare to use too much force. When he pulled it out completely, his palm was slightly sweaty.

Standing in front of Qing Mang, he looked at her carefully, and saw that she was still sleeping peacefully, which made her feel a little relieved.

After slowing down, slowly leaned down and gently kissed her on the forehead.

Reached out and tucked the quilt for her, then turned and left.

...

After leaving the door, Song Yuan and Ye Xiao stood outside, waiting for him to come out.

Lu Yanmu glanced at them lightly, without saying a word, with a sullen face, and walked directly towards the study.

When they saw Lu Yanmu's face, they knew, well, they had to be psychologically prepared.