You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Although Qing Mang was a little skeptical, but seeing his appearance, he knew that he intended to hide it from her and didn't want her to know.

Thinking of this level, Qing Mang didn't care much, and he was taken out of the house directly.

If Lu Yanmu wants her to know, he will definitely let her know. If it is something that she does not want her to know, then it must not be said, even if it is asked, it will not be told.

The food was already prepared, and because Qingmang was sleeping, Lu Yanmu directly ordered someone to heat it in the pot and eat it after she woke up.

When everything was done, it was almost eight o'clock.

Qing Mang looked at Lu Yanmu's expression, as if it was a little pale.

"What's the matter? Did the stomach hurt again?" Qing Mang stretched out his hand and touched his cheek, feeling that something was wrong for a while.

Lu Yanmu stopped Qingmang's hand, held it back, and said coldly, "It's okay, it's just a little uncomfortable. Let's eat."

When Qing Mang looked at it, his face became paler, but he didn't respond much when he spoke. He filled him with a bowl of soup, leaned to his lips, "Drink a bowl of soup first." Then he ordered the servant to give He went to make millet porridge.

"If your stomach hurts, don't eat. Drink some millet porridge later." Qing Mang withdrew his bowl.

Lu Yanmu drank a bowl of soup and smiled at the corners of his lips, "What? Are you planning to not even eat for me now?"

Qing Mang glared at him, and said out of breath: "Yes, who made you not eat well? This time I won't even give you any food. I'll talk about it when your stomach improves."

Lu Yanmu's smile became deeper for Qingmang's harsh words.

"Okay, don't be nervous, it's okay." Lu Yanmu touched Qingmang's head and said with relief.

Qing Mang groaned, "Next time don't wait for me to eat together. You can eat first. Your stomach is not good. Don't make yourself sick."

If she hadn't been too sleepy until now, Lu Yanmu would not have suffered from stomach problems...

Lu Yanmu looked at the girl's self-blaming expression, and didn't know what to say for a while.

The big palm stroked her little head, "But I want to wait for you to eat together, if you are not there, I can't eat it."

"You don't know. During your absence, I didn't want to eat or drink. I can't lift the energy at all. I finally waited for you to come back. I must have dinner with you."

Qingmang looked at Lu Yanmu with puzzled eyes, looked up and down around him for a long time, frowned slightly, and finally reached out and touched his forehead, and said, "Um... there is no fever." "

Lu Yanmu: "..."

He had no idea what to say about her incomprehensible manner.

It's rare that he said some good things today, and it turned out that people didn't seem to appreciate it at all.

Looking at Lu Yanmu's slightly sinking face, Qingmang chuckled and said comfortingly: "Okay, okay, I know, I just teased you."

To be honest, he can say such a thing, it is already an extremely rare existence.

Lu Yanmu glanced at Qingmang a little deeply, and did not speak, with a stern face, his face was full of words: I'm not happy, I want to coax.

Qingmang's eyes rolled around, and finally he reached out and hugged him, making a mouthful on his face.

"I miss you too, miss you thinking about not being able to sleep." Finally, resting his head on his appreciation, he whispered.