You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Maybe it's time for her to make amends again, smelling the familiar fragrance of pine wood, and have a good night's sleep after that.

Lu Yanmu listened to the even breathing sound next to him, all kinds of anomalies of the girl that night appeared in his mind one by one, and after that, he was sleepless all night.

...

what!

Gu Qingmang woke up from the dream, cold sweat wet her entire back, it was summer, but it made her feel like falling into an ice cellar, bone-breaking cold.

Thinking of the past life, even her fingers are shaking, she doesn't want to experience it again!

He twisted the sheets under his body, and under his eyes, there was an indifference and a biting chill, a determination engraved in his bones.

The door was suddenly opened, and a tall man came into view.

When Gu Qingmang saw the person who came in, his heart suddenly ached, his eyes filled with tears, and he whispered, Lu Yanmu...

Lu Yanmu, who was still explaining things to his subordinates in the study, heard this shrill cry, his eagle eyes narrowed, his face serious, he got up and hurried to the bedroom. His usual steady pace seemed a little hurried at this time.

After opening the door, he saw Gu Qingmang sweating profusely, with a terrified look on his face, and under his eyes was a resolute and unfamiliar look he had never seen before.

Hearing her desperate soft cry, his feet froze, and then he quickly stepped forward, took the girl in his arms, and patted her on the back, What's wrong?

The girl in his arms just cried silently, nestled on his chest, crying fiercely like a drowning man clutching at the straw.

After a while, the shirt was wet with tears, but the girl in his arms not only did not intend to stop, but instead began to cry more and more fiercely because of his comfort.

Song Yuan, who was immediately behind Lu Yanmu, was standing outside the door when he saw this scene, he was stunned, and he couldn't help opening his mouth.

He followed the master for so long, and he also dealt with Miss Gu, which time did she not resist the master's contact.

How did Miss Retrospect change her temper? Can you still hug your master and cry?

The master who has always been cold and frosty, how can he still be so gentle?

Lu Yanmu noticed the glare at the door, and swept his head coldly, Song Yuan instantly withdrew his gaze, staring at the floor under his feet and daring not to look again.

Well, I would have known the consequences of this...

The master who has always killed decisively, wisely, and martial arts has never had any principles in front of Miss Gu.

After a long time, the girl in her arms finally stopped crying, choked up her head, looked at the handsome face, and said to Lu Yanmu, I stained your shirt...

It's worthless. The man said without any fuss.

Song Yuan sent him a speechless look: Master, please touch your conscience and say it again.

The shirt you're wearing is almost worth my salary for a month.

Lu Yanmu swept away coldly, with an obvious warning.

Song Yuan instantly lowered his head and stared at the leather shoes on the soles of his feet, well, when I don't know anything.

Gu Qingmang naturally knew how expensive the clothes he wore all over his body cost, but well, she wouldn't be ignorant.

If she wants revenge, she must first hold the thigh of the man in front of her.

To hold a man's thigh tightly, the first thing to do is to have a good relationship with him.

Why don't you take it off and I'll wash it for you? Gu Qingmang blinked and opened his mouth cautiously.

Lu Yanmu's hands froze, and he looked at her inquiringly. Likewise, Song Yuan's eyes widened, with a ghostly expression.

Gu Qingmang was stunned by these two eyes, and said embarrassingly: If you don't want to, forget it...