You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

"Can you sleep well?" Lu Yanmu said helplessly with a stern face and a cold voice.

Qing Mang blinked his eyes, "I'm sleeping well, why haven't I been sleeping well?"

Lu Yanmu raised her restless hand, "Is this a good night's sleep?"

Qing Mang pretended that he didn't know anything, and looked at him with innocent eyes, "What's wrong with me? I just touched you, or what happened to you."

Do boys also mind others touching it? Just like to touch others and can't be touched?

When talking about touching, Lu Yanmu glared at her and frowned slightly, as if he didn't agree with her statement.

Sometimes he really felt that he was going to lose to her, and he jumped his feet often, but he was helpless to her. When did you learn such a character?

He sighed helplessly, "Qing Mang, speak well."

Qing Mang opened a pair of big eyes and propped his head with the other hand, "Why didn't I speak properly? Did I say something wrong? Or did you understand something wrong?"

Well, she did it on purpose. She naturally knew what he meant by talking well, but she just wanted to tease him, as if it was very funny.

Lu Yanmu closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He had never failed in numerous battles in the mall. He did not expect that he would fall into Qingmang's hands one day.

Inexplicably, he felt that communicating with her was something he was not good at, and vaguely felt that any method was useless with her.

Lu Yanmu put her hand back into the quilt, turned his back to her, "Sleep well."

Seeing his action, Qing Mang wanted to laugh inexplicably. Lu Yanmu wanted to be so cute. Seeing him like this, she had the urge to fall down.

Qing Mang looked at his broad back and couldn't help but want to get closer to him. Moved to his side, his little hand stretched out from his waist and abdomen, and his head was pressed against his back, leaning against each other.

When Qingmang stretched out his hands, Lu Yanmu opened his eyes, a trace of helplessness flashed under his eyes. Almost without hesitation, the big palm directly clasped her little hand, wanting to let her loose it.

Holding Qingmang's small hand in his big palm, Qingmang said softly: "I want to hold you to sleep, don't do anything, okay?"

She wanted to hug him to sleep, so that his presence would be a bit more, and she would be able to hug him better.

Hearing her slightly pleading voice, the big palm of her hand that was originally clasped, slowly changed to a hand that wrapped her, and patted, "Go to sleep."

With a smile on Qingmang’s face, he hummed, and rubbed it in, clinging to his back, leaving no gap, and then there was no other movement. After thinking about it, he put his face on His back felt warm inexplicably.

I don't know if it was because of Lu Yanmu's presence that Qing Mang slept particularly securely. He didn't dream of the things in the previous life at all, but the beauty of the present life.

Hearing the girl's shallow breathing sounded behind him, Lu Yanmu squeezed her hand. Seeing that there was no response, he slowly turned around and hugged her, his eyes full of affection.

Maybe just this is enough, and he can't ask too much for the rest. Originally, he used some means to tie her around. This simplicity is enough, people can't be too greedy.

Seeing the girl's peaceful and beautiful sleeping face, Lu Yanmu gently dropped a kiss on her forehead, expressing emotions, but extremely restrained.