You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Along the way, Lu Yanmu didn't talk to Qingmang anymore, letting her say anything, but just kept a cold face and stopped talking.

Qing Mang did not get rid of the enthusiasm in his heart by the coldness all over his body, playing with his cuffs or collar in his hand, occasionally saying a word or two, and then chatting a word or two.

In the end, Qing Mang became more and more unruly, and his hands began to be unruly, so much so that Lu Yanmu directly confined her hands with a cold face throughout the entire process, preventing her from moving further.

Lu Yanmu fixedly looked at her, squinting his eyes slightly, a faint warning sign hidden under his deep eyes.

Qing Mang raised her eyebrows slightly, and she was a bit more honest. She still remembered what happened in the office before. She didn't dare to behave excessively. This was in the car, in case it really made Lu Yanmu unhappy, as if she was being bullied. It's still her.

Although she wanted to stop chatting with him all the time, but in the car, it was better to think about it. The taste was not that heavy, not to mention that there was Song Yuan in the car.

The baffle is good, but it is not soundproof.

After arriving at Suyuan, Lu Yanmu let go of Qing Mang, opened the door of the car and went straight down, without the intention of waiting for her at all.

Qing Mang walked behind, watching him walking in a breezy way, a smile was drawn at the corners of his lips.

What can I do if I get angry with her so easily? She still had a lot of careful thoughts that she didn't put into action.

Rolling his eyes, a smile was drawn from the corners of his lips, and he followed him in.

As soon as he walked in, Qing Mang saw Lu Yanmu sitting on the sofa with a medicine box on the coffee table, watching her come in, his eyes lightly swept over.

When Qingmang came into contact with the cold-eyed eyes, his neck shrank immediately. Why did it feel like nothing good was happening?

"I'll go up and change my clothes first." Qing Mang moved in front of him a little bit, a little cautiously.

Lu Yanmu looked at her coldly and did not speak, but when she was about to cross him up the stairs, he said coldly: "Come here."

As soon as Qing Mang closed his eyes when he heard the sound, his face instantly collapsed, and he couldn't escape the fate.

When facing Lu Yanmu, his face had changed, with a slight smile, slowly moved to his side, and sat down not far away.

"What's the matter?" Qing Mang asked with a smile, his voice soft and soft.

When Lu Yanmu saw her like this, he didn't know why he always felt a little unhappy in his heart, frowned slightly, and said with a cold face, "My head doesn't hurt anymore?"

Qing Mang's eyes enlarged, with an extremely well-behaved expression on his face, and nodded at him, "It hurts a bit."

It turned out to be concerned about her head, and she was so frightened that she thought she was going to settle accounts after the autumn, talking about things in the company and talking about him in the car.

Lu Yanmu glanced at her indifferently, and did not speak, but the expression in his eyes looked like he knew the pain would not come quickly.

Qing Mang slid to the side with Huan, and sat down directly beside him, smiling like SpongeBob SquarePants, waiting for Lu Yanmu to rub her medicine.

After seeing her move, Lu Yanmu directly clasped her hands, his face was cold, and his expression was quite serious.

Qing Mang suddenly felt bad. It turned out that Lu Yanmu really planned to settle the accounts after the fall, this arrogant and grudge man.

"Uh, my hand still hurts, you should be careful, and domestic violence has to avoid the wound."