You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

"Since everyone has no opinion, then stay here for a few days. Someone will entertain you, but you are not allowed to go out. Can you agree?" Lu Yanmu's voice was light, as if the emperor gave orders, making it impossible to refuse.

Zhang Yu couldn't do it with anger, but the reality told him that at this time, he couldn't face Lu Yanmu head-on.

This is not Huacheng, although it is not Lu Yanmu's territory, but here in Paris, Lu Yanmu is indeed more in control of the situation than he.

This recognition made him extremely upset and unhappy.

The person who knows the current affairs is a Junjie. At this time, it is the smartest way to promise Lu Yanmu.

After Lu Yanmu left, he would report the situation here to Huacheng.

He didn't believe that Hwaseong could sit back and watch.

Even if you sit back and watch, as long as you report to that side, even if you want to pursue it, you won't be able to investigate them.

After making up his mind, Zhang Yu didn't insist on arguing with Lu Yanmu, his face was a little bit wrong and replied: "Yes."

Lu Yanmu nodded, "Yeah." A light glance at Zhang Yu, then turned and left.

After Lu Yanmu left the door, Song Yuan immediately closed the door and turned to look at Lu Yanmu.

"San Ye." Song Yuan asked.

"Cut off all communication signals here, and strengthen security." Lu Yanmu commanded coldly.

"Yes." Song Yuan agreed.

After Lu Yanmu gave his confession, he lifted his foot and left.

Song Yuan has been with him for many years, and he already knows how to do many things without him having to explain.

This matter was left to Song Yuan, and he was relieved.

This time there were a lot of secret guards. Except for one team to guard Qingmang's old man at the hospital, the other two teams were called here to watch.

Under normal circumstances, a team can complete a task, but considering that these people are not ordinary people, so you still have to be cautious.

If something goes wrong, San Ye will probably kill him.

Behind Sanye, there was still a little sadness.

...

When Lu Yanmu returned, Gu Sui had already left, and Qingmang was lying on the hospital bed to sleep.

Lu Yanmu acted extremely lightly when he opened the door and went in. He sat beside Qing Mang silently, watching Qing Mang's sleep a little restlessly, his eyebrows frowned, it seemed that he had seen something bad in his dream.

He sighed slightly, and stretched out his thumb to stroke Qingmang's brows, trying to calm her feeling a little uneasy at this time.

When the rough fingertips were just attached, Qingmang frowned slightly, but he didn't adapt for a moment. After a while, it felt like a feather, soft and soft, and a little comfortable.

"Um..." Qing Mang murmured, alleviating a little anxiety.

Vaguely felt that there was someone around her who could make her feel particularly at ease, filling in the previously missing sense of security.

"Lu Yanmu..."

Qing Mang yelled in a weak voice. Just when Lu Yanmu wanted to hear what she said, Qing Mang suddenly stretched out his hand and put his palm in his arms, then moved his seat and slept better.

Lu Yanmu laughed dumbly, because of Qing Mang's behavior, he was moving forward half-curved, which was a little uncomfortable.

After maintaining this movement for a while, after Qing Mang fell asleep peacefully, he moved his hand slightly, trying to withdraw his hand from Qing Mang's arms.

It's just that when he moved a little, the green mansions hugged tighter. In the end, it fits into the softness of the green mansions completely, and there is no room for movement.