You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Lu Yanmu, do you like me very much? Qingmang raised his head slightly, looking at him with a smile, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of smiles.

Why Lu Yanmu liked her so much, I still haven't figured it out.

Is it just because she looks better? But Lu Yanmu is not like her, not superficial.

Lu Yanmu frowned slightly, let go of her and pulled her to sit up, You've asked this question many times.

Qingmang stepped forward to wrap his arm around him, put his head on his shoulder, and shook it, But I just want to know. You have to know that women are not like your men, we like to hear these sweet words.

Lu Yanmu pressed his eyebrows helplessly, his face was indifferent, and some didn't want to pay attention to her.

Qingmang didn't give up and rubbed forward again, staring at him, as if he wouldn't let go if he didn't say it.

Well, I like it. Lu Yanmu couldn't hold her back, and replied in a cold voice.

Qingmang's face instantly opened with a smile, holding his face, it's just a mouthful.

Oh, what to do, I feel so happy.

Lu Yanmu's eyes twitched twice, and his expression softened without trace. When his eyes looked at her, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the back of her hand, which was red and swollen, and even slightly wrinkled, and his brows and eyes suddenly turned cold.

With a cold face, he pulled out from her wrapped arm, picked up the ointment next to him and squeezed it out, pulled her hand, and touched the ointment directly.

I don't know how to apply medicine for burns! While applying the medicine, Lu Yanmu had a cold face and his voice was extremely cold.

The expression on his face was very serious, and he looked extremely displeased. He didn't move his hands lightly, not even using a cotton swab. He directly pressed the wound with the pulp of his finger. Bared his teeth and grinned.

He glanced at Lu Yanmu, with a look of indifference, ignoring her resistance throughout the whole process, and the movements of his hands did not lighten up at all.

Ah, this indifferent and arrogant man.

Take it easy, it hurts... Qingmang reached out and gently pulled on the cuff of his shirt, pouted, and protested softly in a soft voice.

Lu Yanmu's face was stern, and he glanced at the fair and pure little hand at the cuff, If you know it hurts, if you don't protect yourself well, you should let you hurt for a while.

The mouth is not at all unpleasant, but the movements of the hands have slowed down a lot, changed from the fierceness before, and are much gentler.

Qingmang pursed his lips and wanted to laugh, but when he thought that if he laughed out loud, it would probably be the rhythm of being beaten, so he resisted it. The other hand dragged his head, staring straight at him.

It has to be said that no matter what this man does, he has his own aura. With a good family background, a good figure, and a good appearance, apart from being easy to lose his temper, he can hardly pick out any shortcomings.

Qingmang looked at this person who was at the top of the pyramid, and he was so willing to let go of what he was doing for her, just to give her medicine.

Because of the lack of feelings in the past life, it slowly returned to the track it should have. In the past life, the entrustment was not human, and this life must be followed by him, no matter what happened.

After Lu Yanmu applied a thick layer of ointment to her scalded area, he withdrew his hand, and there was a hint of distress under his eyes, Why don't you cry out?

You know, in the past, when I just scratched a little skin, I would yell and scream, and it was so hot that I didn't say a word.