You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

"It's getting hot?" Lu Yanmu, who was gentle in front of Qing Mang, didn't have a good expression when facing Qing Mang.

Gu Sui was helpless when he heard Lu Yanmu's cold voice and his stern face.

Okay, Lu Yanmu's gentleness can only be given to Qingmang. She is an outsider and doesn't deserve Lu Yanmu's gentleness.

"Alright." Gu Sui stepped forward and handed it to Lu Yanmu.

Looking at Qingmang and wanting to inquire about her situation, Qingmang blinked at her, and then signaled that she was okay and that it was done.

Gu Sui turned his back to Lu Yanmu and gave Qingmang a thumbs-up gesture, and Qingmang squinted his eyes to express a normal appearance.

Gu Sui looked at Qingmang's so public appearance, and felt a little bit awkward inexplicably.

Originally, Qing Mang was still smiling, but Lu Yanmu suddenly raised his eyes to get a panoramic view of Qing Mang's performance.

Qingmang touched Lu Yanmu's eyes, and instantly recovered his serious appearance, as if her behavior was not what she was doing just now.

Lu Yanmu didn't open it up. After the soup was filled, he took a spoon and brought it to her lips: "How about the taste?"

This is for people to boil, saying it is to replenish qi and blood. I don't know how it tastes.

Qing Mang took a sip and frowned slightly. It wasn't ugly, but it wasn't delicious either. It could only be said to be barely good.

Over the years, she has been tempted by the people in Suyuan. Basically, she feels that the food and soup made by Suyuan are the best.

Lu Yanmu frowned when he saw it, and asked, "Not good?"

Qing Mang shook his head, "No, it's just a bit hot."

Qing Mang didn't want to be so squeamish at this time. It was already very happy to have a sip of soup in a foreign country.

Although Qing Mang said so, Lu Yanmu was a little unbelievable, took a sip for himself, and frowned.

This smell is a bit strange.

"It doesn't taste good." Lu Yanmu just wanted to put down the soup, but Qing Mang took it over again.

"I'm not so squeamish, it's not difficult to drink." Qing Mang said lightly, "I really need to make up for it now, my body is too weak."

It's not enough to rely on infusions alone, but you still have to rely on drinking soup.

Lu Yanmu listened to what was in front of him, but did not object any more, so he let Qingmang finish drinking.

Gu Sui was standing alone beside her. No matter how she felt that the scene at this time was like feeding dog food, she was standing here with a 10,000-watt light bulb shining.

"Qingmang, shall I go now?" Gu Sui asked tentatively.

She probably doesn't need to be here to watch the night, Lu Yanmu is here.

"Yeah." Lu Yanmu answered first.

Seeing Lu Yanmu let go, Gu Sui immediately left after beckoning to Qingmang.

After drinking the soup, Qing Mang felt that there was some unspeakable taste in his mouth. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at Lu Yanmu, and suddenly he had some bad thoughts.

Holding his face against the thin lips, Lu Yanmu was taken aback for a moment, and then he held the girl's head and deepened the kiss.

Qing Mang was panting and nesting in Lu Yanmu's arms, his cheeks were slightly red, and his face looked much better.

"Eat first?" Lu Yanmu looked relaxed, with no effect at all.

Qing Mang smacked his tongue, and every time she kissed him, she was the first to lose.

"Great."

Lu Yanmu was considerate and prepared the meal for Qingmang, and then picked up some vegetables.

Qingmang is not used to western food, so he went to Qingmang to find a chef from Hwaseong in the castle, but it seems that this technique is not very good.