You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

When Qing Mang was talking about the script upside down, he thought about what the old man had just come over, thinking that he was a little surprised.

Thinking about it carefully, what the old man said seems to make some sense.

Lu Yanmu is nearly thirty years old. Although she is young, it is normal to have a child according to Lu Yanmu's age.

If you just walk according to your age, it seems a bit too selfish.

Qing Mang thought to herself, but didn't touch anything anymore.

When Lu Yanmu came back from the study, he saw Qing Mang in a daze.

"What's the matter?" Lu Yanmu walked over and asked.

"Huh?" Qing Mang raised his head blankly, glanced at Lu Yanmu, put away his free thoughts, and then said lightly: "Nothing, I'm thinking about the plot."

Lu Yanmu glanced at the notebook lying on Qingmang's lap, "Take a bath first? Huh?"

"You go first." Qing Mang said first.

Lu Yanmu didn't say anything, but responded indifferently, then went to the cloakroom to get a change of clothes and went into the bathroom.

Qingmang listened to the patter of water inside, looked at the direction of the bathroom, and sighed faintly.

Before, they would pay attention to good measures every time, maybe from now on, they don't need to pay attention to these deliberately.

Based on the previous life plus the current age, it is normal to prepare for an upgrade.

After figuring it out, Qing Mang got up and walked to the balcony and let out a long sigh of relief.

Looking up at the night sky, the night is so beautiful, there are occasional stars dotted with it, which is fascinating.

Qing Mang turned his head and glanced at the direction of the bathroom, with a smile on the corners of his lips, holding the change of clothes, quietly opened the bathroom door.

When he heard the movement, Lu Yanmu looked back and was a little surprised when he saw Qingmang coming in.

"What's wrong?" Lu Yanmu asked.

On the contrary, Qing Mang's face was calm, "wash them together, don't waste water." When they spoke, they rubbed against each other.

Lu Yanmu raised his eyebrows slightly for Qing Mang's unusual behavior, but did not speak, and let Qing Mang go.

It's just that when I was washing, the smell changed a little, and the warmth was scattered all over the place.

...

The night before leaving for a foreign country, Qing Mang stood in front of the cloakroom and watched for a long time, not knowing what clothes to bring over.

When Lu Yanmu came back from work in the study, he didn't think it was a bit funny when he saw his gloomy blue mansions.

"What are you thinking?" Lu Yanmu whispered in Qingmang's ear in a low voice.

Qing Mang sullen his face and poked him secretly, "You don't even say where to go, I don't know which clothes to bring."

The weather in foreign countries cannot be the same as Hwaseong, it will always be colder or warmer.

"You can bring less, or you can buy it directly abroad." Lu Yanmu replied simply.

"But you have bought enough clothes." Qing Mang doesn't want to waste money, she will feel distressed for such a waste of money.

Lu Yanmu: "..."

Does this help him save money?

Lu Yanmu glanced at the clothes in the cloakroom, basically he sent them over. Qingmang never seemed to add clothes to it.

He picked up a piece of clothing from the inside, then tried it on Qingmang's body, and asked symbolically: "Then I will pick it for you, eh?"

Looking at Lu Yanmu's profile, Qing Mang directly responded. "Great."

Lu Yanmu's vision is not bad, he doesn't have to choose his own clothes, he is happy and hassle-free.