You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

"Um... I went to the winery for a round, and there are two good wines, I'll bring them back for you to taste." Qing Mang took the wine from Ye Xiao's hand, and approached Lu Yanmu's side and said with excitement.

When Qing Mang approached, Lu Yanmu smelled the faint scent of wine floating on Qing Mang's body, combined with her unique body scent, it smelled a bit good.

"Well, it smells good." Lu Yanmu put his arms around Qingmang's waist and said, "Have you eaten?"

"Um..." Qing Mang suddenly felt a lot of guilty conscience, patronizing wine tasting, but forgot to eat.

"I ate a little." Qing Mang replied calmly.

Lu Yanmu glanced suspiciously at her reaction, and he knew the general situation.

"Really?" Lu Yanmu asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Really ate a little bit." Qing Mang's face was calm.

As long as he bites to death and eats a little bit, Lu Yanmu can't do anything with her.

Lu Yanmu looked at Qingmang with deep eyes, then glanced at Ye Xiao, and said coldly, "Ye Xiao."

Ye Xiao, who had been standing outside, walked in and said lightly: "San Ye."

"What did you eat at noon today?" Lu Yanmu asked coldly.

Ye Xiao was absolutely loyal to Lu Yanmu, and perhaps concealed something from Qingmang, but he didn't conceal anything from Lu Yanmu.

"San Ye, didn't eat at noon." Ye Xiao answered calmly.

Qing Mang: "..."

Well, forget that Ye Xiao wouldn't lie to her.

"Drinking a little wine, it should be considered eating a little, um, that's it." Qing Mang said nonsense seriously.

Anyway, if I said that I ate a little bit of food, I didn’t say what I ate, which means I didn’t lie.

"You..." Lu Yanmu was blocked by Qing Mang's words.

It sounds reasonable, but it doesn't make sense to hear it.

"You go back first." Lu Yanmu ordered Ye Xiao.

Ye Xiao responded and left.

"You are so angry that I have a headache." Lu Yanmu looked helpless.

"Hey, don't have a headache, I'll give you a press." Qing Mang smiled and reached out to give Lu Yanmu a press.

Even if Lu Yanmu was full of dissatisfaction, he would have no temper when he encountered Qing Mang's soft temper.

What's more, in front of Qingmang, he had no temper at all.

"What do you want to eat?" Lu Yanmu stopped Qingmang's hand and squeezed it.

"Um... Are you going to dine with me?" Qing Mang poked in anticipation a little.

These days, Qing Mang has been eating alone. I am used to eating with Lu Yanmu, but I am not used to it.

"Well, eat with you." Lu Yanmu said concisely.

In fact, since he was busy in the morning until now, he hasn't eaten yet.

"What do you want to eat?" Lu Yanmu asked.

"Whatever you want." Qing Mang didn't have any requirements, but he didn't have much requirements.

Lu Yanmu raised his eyebrows, glanced at her, picked up the phone to make a call, and then gave an order.

Qing Mang didn't ask at all, and gave it all to Lu Yanmu to arrange.

"How much did you drink today?" After Lu Yanmu put down his phone, he wanted to settle accounts with Qing Mang.

One inadvertently made Qingmang drink some wine.

Fortunately, it's here too. If it's outside, it would be a little troublesome.

"Um..." Qing Mang spit out his tongue secretly, a little guilty, "I didn't have much, so I drank a little bit. I promise I'm not drunk or drunk too much."