You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Qing Mang pursed her small mouth, the occasional bumps will make the two people closer together, and when there is some ecstasy in her heart, she is also secretly thinking about how to smooth the man's hair.

Quiet Mimi pretended to inadvertently raise her eyes, wanting to see his expression at this time, but it was a pity that she would always only have a stern face.

Qing Mang sighed inwardly, as if it's not easy for a big devil to get angry, so he should take his time. After returning to Suyuan, I will give him a good smooth hair.

Hey, no, what does he do in Suyuan during working hours? Could it be that she went back specially for her, just because she was taboo by scalding medicine?

Thinking of this level, Qing Mang's heart suddenly felt a little guilty. Lu Yanmu was so busy with work, thinking that she actually ran back to Suyuan on purpose, which meant that he had to come back after a while.

He stretched out his little hand and gently pulled his sleeves, and said softly, "Lu Yanmu, in fact, you don't have to give in to me specially, just keep it simple."

The main thing is to be with him, no matter where you are, even if you eat the simplest three meals, it is a happy and beautiful existence.

I don't care where it is, but who the opposite person is.

Lu Yanmu gave her a cold face, gave her a deep look, and did not speak.

Qing Mang didn't hear the answer, so he raised his eyebrows and glanced at him slightly. Seeing that he still had a straight face, he couldn't help touching his nose, so cold.

But no matter how cold, there is still a way to get him.

Qing Mang leaned sideways, stretched out his hand to hold his arm, rested his chin on his shoulder, staring at him eagerly, his eyes seemed to be able to pinch water.

"Lu Yanmu, why don't you talk and ignore me?" Qing Mang shook his arm and spoke lazily.

Lu Yanmu's eyes were always looking forward, and he had never looked at her diagonally. This posture seemed to have not heard her at all.

Qingmang pursed his lips slightly, turned his eyes, and stopped talking, just like this, he hugged his arm, chin rested on his shoulder, and looked at him like that.

She didn't believe it anymore, it was so cold, she couldn't handle him.

Looking forward through the window, he saw a bend, and a smile was drawn at the corner of his lips.

When it reached the corner, the car leaned aside, Qingmang rushed forward and directly into his arms, and his head also slammed into him.

"Hi..." Qing Mang touched his head and took a breath, his head a little dazed. What is Lu Yanmu's body made of? It's so hard that it hurts when it hits her head.

However, Lu Yanmu didn't get much better, so he faintly snorted and frowned slightly.

Qing Mang suddenly raised his head when he heard the sound, but inadvertently bumped into Lu Yanmu's chin again, with a thump, his voice was clear and loud.

This powerful force caused Qingmang's tears to shed in an instant, and it hurts. Is everything wrong with her today?

Qingmang's tears dripped down his cheeks onto the back of Lu Yanmu's hand. He was taken aback for a moment, then he held her face up and said with concern: "Does it hurt?"

Qingmang wrinkled his face and nodded lightly, "It hurts."

If it just hit his chest, it would be fine, but if it hit his chin, it felt like his head would be pierced.

What exactly is Lu Yanmu's body made of? Obviously he is a president sitting in an office, but he has such a good figure.

Hey, it's not right. She hit his chin with her head. Shouldn't it be his pain more?