You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Chapter 881: It's a concussion after all

Lu Yanmu had a relaxed look, took a few close glances on her face, and then said lightly: "When you are talking to the old man, you are happy."

Qing Mang: "..."

Dare he always pretend to sleep? Let her coax the old man here?

Why is this person a bit hateful?

"You woke up early and didn't say it? Didn't you see that Grandpa was worried like this?" Qing Mang sat aside and glared at him.

It made her worry for nothing, and left her alone to carry the majesty of the old man for so long.

Lu Yanmu touched Qingmang's somewhat annoyed eyes and couldn't help but smile, "Are you blaming me?"

Qing Mang tilted his body and gave him a blank look, "What do you mean?"

Lu Yanmu chuckled lightly, his brows were filled with lightness, "I just watched your grandfather and grandson chatting so happily and deeply emotionally, so I can't bear to interrupt him."

"Believing in you is a ghost." Qing Mang glared at him, "You are obviously awake, but watching me coax the old man so much, you must be happy in your heart, hum."

She still didn't know what Lu Yanmu's idea was. He must be afraid of being talked about by the old man after he woke up. Fortunately, he just pretended to sleep, and only then woke up after the old man left.

Lu Yanmu just smiled and couldn't comment. What Qing Mang said, half and half. The other half saw that Qing Mang gets along well with the old man, which may improve some of his opinions about Qing Mang. The real getting along with him is more convincing than his empty words.

When the old man blamed Qing Mang, he was already awake, but hearing some of Qing Mang's words made him dispel the thought of waking up.

"Come here." Lu Yanmu yelled in a low voice.

Qing Mang leaned on his side, pretending that he didn't hear it, and didn't intend to pay attention to him.

Actually had so much scheming to make trouble with her so much.

Lu Yanmu knew that Qing Mang was a little bit tempestuous, so he kept his voice calm and shouted, "Qing Mang?"

Qingmang still pretended not to hear it.

Lu Yanmu was quite patient and shouted again.

Qing Mang said silently and said, "Why, you are called a soul."

I just started to coax her now, why did I go earlier. She is angry now, and she doesn't want to pay attention to others, she is unhappy, unhappy.

Lu Yanmu gave a low laugh, naturally knowing where Qing Mang's temper came from.

"Qing Mang, I have a headache..." Lu Yanmu said in a faint voice, showing a bit of weakness.

Sure enough, as soon as Qingmang heard his head hurt, he thought of the previous doctor's words and said he had a concussion, so he turned around and looked at him nervously, "Besides the head hurts, what else is uncomfortable? You wait. Now, I'll call the doctor over."

Qing Mang wanted to leave in a hurry, but Lu Yanmu pulled him by Lu Yanmu, and then the whole person fell on one of his chests.

"Lu Yanmu!" Qing Mang yelled anxiously and angrily, full of annoyance, and yelled in a low voice, "Don't let it go, you still have injuries!"

Do you know what he is doing, dare to hold her, do you want his head?

No matter how Qingmang struggles, Lu Yanmu just hugged her firmly and didn't let go. Anxious Qingmang wanted to push him away, but he didn't dare to force him to hold him, and worried that it would affect his injury.

After all, this is a concussion, an accident, which will affect his IQ in the future, what to do, this is not a joke.