You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

pain……

Qing Mang was lying on the bed with a pale face, covering his belly with his hands, and wet his scattered long hair with cold sweat.

Oops, I ate too much in anger at night, and my stomach started to rebel.

it hurts!

Qing Mang tilted his head to look at the ceiling, holding on to the idea of ​​Shinobu forbearance, and wanted to grit his teeth and hold on. At the end, the whole person was curled up, sweating constantly, and his body trembled slightly.

There seemed to be a machine wringing her stomach desperately, and it would take a little bit to tear it apart.

Qing Mang panted, stretched out his hand to take the mobile phone on the bedside, shivered and turned on the screen, found Lu Yanmu's number, and dialed it.

The phone rang for a while before being picked up, accompanied by Lu Yanmu's slightly low and dull voice, "Green Mang?"

Qingmang trembled and spoke weakly, "Lu Yanmu, my stomach hurts..."

Hearing Qingmang's weak voice, Lu Yanmu, who had not yet fully awakened, immediately became sober, his cold voice brought concern, "You will wait."

What followed was the sound of slightly hurried steps on the wooden floor, and then the door was opened, and the orange light came on.

When Lu Yanmu fixed his eyes on the bed, what came into view was Gu Qingmang's pale little face, curled up into a ball.

Three or two steps forward, she got her out of the bed and hugged her in her arms, pulling away the hair wet with cold sweat, her voice was a little nervous, "What's the matter?"

"Stomachache..." Qingmang was so painful that he couldn't stand it, and he was weak even to speak.

If it hadn't been for the pain to be infinitely magnified, she would have felt that she was going to die like this.

Lu Yanmu had a sullen face, one hand put his arm around Qingmang, and the other hand made a call.

The end of the phone was just connected, and before the other side could speak, he spoke coldly with a slight pressure: "It will be there in fifteen minutes." Then he hung up the phone.

Xu Mo, who was on the phone, had his eyes wistful, and he was hung up before he understood what was going on.

After sitting on the bed for a while, I realized that Lu Yanmu told him to be in Suyuan within fifteen minutes!

fall! He lived at least half an hour away from Suyuan, so he really didn't take his life seriously.

After regaining his senses, he hurriedly took the key and walked outside, not daring to delay anything.

The third brother's tone seemed to be something serious, and if it was really late, he would have lost his body.

...

Suyuan almost turned over because of Gu Qingmang's trouble.

Almost all the people in Suyuan were upset, waiting for instructions.

Qing Mang looked weak, and was half hugged by Lu Yanmu on his chest. Xu Mo squatted down in front of the bed and examined her seriously.

Lu Yanmu had a sullen face, and the whole bedroom was swept by a chill, which brought endless pressure, and the air pressure was a little uncomfortably low.

Xu Mo felt the pressure, and felt a little flustered. He didn't even dare to breathe, so he seriously checked Gu Qingmang.

After a round of inspection, I confirmed that there was no major problem, and then he said: "It's nothing, it's just that she can't digest too much at night, and her stomach is not good enough to accumulate gas, so just take a medicine and a drip.

Fortunately, there is no big problem. If there is a big problem, the third brother must kill him.

However, he and Gu Qingmang really had a fate, and it was because of her many times.

In the past, accidents were all rushed over, this time too, half an hour, the time was reduced to 20 minutes.

The drag racing in the middle of the night came over, it was exciting to think about it.