You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

When she touched Lu Yanmu's eyelashes, Lu Yanmu's eyelids rolled, and then opened her eyes. When she looked at Qingmang, she was a little awake and unhappy, but she didn't say anything, and still leaned on her shoulder.

Reaching out and rubbing his temples, he asked: "Am I asleep?"

"Yeah." Qing Mang replied softly, estimating the time, "I only slept for about ten minutes."

It is indeed almost ten minutes since she started the massage.

Lu Yanmu gave a hum, did not move his body, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

Qingmang lowered his eyes to see a faint black green under his eyelids, and he probably knew in his heart that he probably hadn't rested well in the past few days.

He held his hand on his hand and turned it side to side, and said casually: "Are you busy with work lately?"

Lu Yanmu sat up and pressed his eyebrows, "Fortunately, it's not very busy."

"Then why do you look tired?" Qing Mang didn't believe what he said.

Lu Yanmu regained his usual expression and glanced at her for a while, "Where are you tired?"

Qing Mang leaned over on his stomach, holding his face in front of him and looked at it seriously, "Look, your dark circles are coming out, and he said that he is not tired. He must have not listened to me well, well. go to bed."

This person always doesn't know how to cherish his body, and if he continues to work at his intensity, it is considered a longevity to live past forty.

Thinking about Lu Yanmu's father, she didn't want her children to lose their parents early.

Probably because of her own life experience, she wants her children to grow up next to her parents and give the best everything in the world, the best care.

"Well, I have been busy lately. It's okay, let's eat first." Lu Yanmu took her hand down, and if nothing happened, he walked to the table.

Qingmang bent a pair of legs, his face was a little unhappy, and he groaned inwardly.

This man, let's see how to clean him tonight.

Qing Mang is now accustomed to sitting down by Lu Yanmu, so he will naturally pick up vegetables and serve soup and rice. Basically, everything the servants do is already covered by Qing Mang.

Since the relationship between the two people is on the right track, the servant also knows how to look at his face, and silently returns to the kitchen, leaving room for the two of them.

"Lu Yanmu, when shall we go to see Grandpa?" Qing Mang asked casually while eating the food.

To see the old man, you have to prepare well. When you meet for the first time, you must make a good impression.

"I have something to do tomorrow morning. I will be there tomorrow afternoon and have dinner by the way." Lu Yanmu said coldly, the expression on his face unchanged.

Qing Mang uttered an oh and nodded, "Well, before going to Grandpa's place tomorrow afternoon, you will accompany me to buy and write things for Grandpa. First explain, I will pick you for the money."

Well, Lu Yanmu never treated her badly in terms of food and clothing, but he never gave her pocket money. I don't know why, as if she was afraid that she would do bad things if she gave the money.

"Okay." Lu Yanmu responded calmly.

Qingmang sighed faintly, chatting with such a person, it was so hard. What she said for a long time was not as much as she said.

But this is Lu Yanmu's style. If she talks a lot, she can't figure out what the situation is like. She must be panicked, or it is better to talk less.

More money and less words are the best standard for a husband.