You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

The green mang nest was in his arms, greedily sucking the smell of his bath, mixed with the faint scent of pine wood, like a drowning man caught a life-saving straw, and now is all of her.

Qing Mang's body was still tight, but his nerves slowly slowed down, trying his best to calm down the anxiety and fear that he had just brought.

After a while, lazily speaking, "I want to sleep."

She was so frightened that she really wanted to sleep, her nerves were a bit depleted, and she was a little tired.

Lu Yanmu gave a hum, hugged Qingmang and laid her flat on the bed, tucked her quilt by the way, gently covered her forehead with a big palm, and said softly: "Go to sleep."

Qingmang clasped his hand and said lazily, "Hold to sleep."

Lu Yanmu needs to hug her to sleep in order to feel safe, otherwise, without Lu Yanmu's breath, he is always uneasy.

After thinking about it, Lu Yanmu opened the quilt and lay down next to her, holding her in his arms with one hand, and resting her head on his arm with the other, judo: "Is there any better?"

Qing Mang replied in a daze, "Well, better..."

In just a few minutes, Qing Mang fell into a half-dream and half-awake state. Hearing Lu Yanmu's voice, he just responded indiscriminately, as if he was a little awake.

Seeing this, Lu Yanmu didn't talk to her anymore, but just hugged her and occasionally stroked her hand, trying to comfort her.

Even if he fell into a half-dream and half-awake state, Qing Mang's body was still tight, but it was slightly relieved, and he did not relax.

Lu Yanmu lightly dropped a kiss on her forehead, and his eyes were filled with pity. Perhaps even if she was angry, she shouldn't be frightened so much. Seeing her so uncomfortable, she felt a sigh of relief.

Looking sideways at the flowers on the window sill, his eyes were deep and not bottomed, with a hint of chill, thinking about the past, and after that, I had no sleep.

After Qingmang fell asleep, he always felt that a stone was pressed in his heart, which was extremely unsmooth. He couldn't tell why, but he always felt uncomfortable.

In between dreaming and waking up, she always felt that there was noisy music mixed with conversations constantly flooding into her ears, and it didn't help to cover her ears desperately.

The surrounding area was dark, and only the sound could be heard, but nothing was seen at all. The conversations of men and women, laughter, and noisy rock and roll were constantly squeezing into her head, as if they were about to explode. The roar kept spinning in her head.

She is like a blind person, unable to see everything around her, unable to perceive where she is, like being cut off from everything, as if where she is is an island.

There are people on the island, but they have nothing to do with her. They are all drunken people on the island, enjoying all the pleasure, but she is like an outsider, unable to blend in, unable to be recognized, as if being mocked, even if she is the only normal person .

This feeling made her extremely uncomfortable, too depressive, and the whole person was severely suppressed. You must instill everything here into your head, Tonghua her, and want her to fall into the seemingly normal state of abnormality. .

The voices in the dream changed from one to another, but she still couldn't see, couldn't perceive, just like an abandoned person abandoned in another world, unable to go out, trapped in a glass, making people laugh.