You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

"It's basically okay after the fever subsides. Just take a day or two of rest." Lu Yanmu repeated Xu Mo's words to Qingmang.

Don't look at Mr. Lu's calm expression. When he first discovered that Classmate Gu had a fever, he was so nervous that he was afraid of something.

Qing Mang lay down. Although he was exhausted, his spirit was very good. After lying down for so long, he couldn't sleep anymore.

Taking a look at Lu Yanmu with a cold face, he slowly said, "How do you know I have a fever while sleeping in the bedroom?"

As long as there was nothing special in his impression, Lu Yanmu would go directly to the study, and would rarely go around to see her.

It's really strange to appear suddenly.

"When I came back, I heard that the servant said that you were uncomfortable in the morning and went back to the room to rest early, so I came to have a look and saw that your face was flushed. Only then did you know that you had a fever." Lu Yanmu made a long story short and answered her.

Well, I knew that Lu Yanmu would not come to see her specially. He came to take a look after hearing that she was unwell.

Qing Mang said nothing, a little bored, and started playing with Lu Yanmu holding her hand. Turning his hand over, holding his hand, the little hand has been playing with it, pinching his finger from time to time, from the thumb to the tail, and then from the tail to the thumb, which is a bit of fun.

Lu Yanmu just frowned slightly on this, but didn't say anything. The patient was a big one, so he could only comfort himself like this.

"Not sleeping?" Lu Yanmu asked in a calm voice when he saw Qing Mang having fun.

"Hmm..." Qing Mang's thoughts are all on his fingers, and he is still feeling while playing, why his fingers can be so slender and beautiful. He is obviously a person who earns money from his brain, but how do you look at it? It's impossible to make a debut in any position.

How does a man like him who have gathered all the advantages let other men live? Anyway, she feels that after meeting Lu Yanmu, any man can't get his eyes.

Seeing that Qing Mang didn't respond to his thoughts, Lu Yanmu suddenly tightened his hand, and even the little hand with Qing Mang was wrapped in it, unable to move.

"Huh?" Qing Mang looked up at Lu Yanmu in a daze, wondering why he suddenly acted like this, "What's the matter?"

"Did you listen to me?" Lu Yanmu asked with a calm voice.

Seeing his appearance, Qing Mang knew that he seemed a little unhappy, so she didn't speak just now, which made Lu Yanmu unhappy?

"Um..." Qing Mang sniffed, his eyes rolled, thinking about what he said just now. I change my hands too much, and I don’t seem to listen carefully...

Seeing him shrinking his neck, he said in a weak voice, "It seems that there is no..."

Lu Yanmu: "..."

For a moment, I was going to be mad at Qing Mang, and I really spoiled her too much, and I didn't care about it anymore.

"Heh, are you spoiling you too much to worry about it?" Lu Yanmu's face was covered with gloom, and it looked a little oozing.

Qingmang sniffed, feeling that some of the nasal water was going to run down, "No...no, just because you think your hands are particularly beautiful, I will play for a while."

It stands to reason that she likes everything about him, shouldn't it be happy? He was not happy when he said that he liked his face before, but now he likes everything, why is he still not happy?

It's hard to guess the mind of a man.