You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

After seeing her slowing down, Lu Yanmu lifted her out of his arms, leaned on the sofa, got up and left.

Qingmang crossed his legs and stretched his neck, wanting to see what Lu Yanmu was going to do, but in the end, Lu Yanmu just walked straight up the stairs and disappeared at the corner.

Uh, what to do, Lu Yanmu seems to be really angry. How should she smooth the hair?

Qing Mang leaned on the sofa, resting his chin in his hand, and glanced around, seeming to be looking at something.

After Guingamp's mischief, shouldn't he show his other side of gentleness and consideration? Otherwise, what if Lu Yanmu thinks she often makes troubles unreasonably.

When Qing Mang thought of this, he stepped on the slippers and ran up the stairs. The slippers stepped on the wooden floor and made a "da da da" sound.

When Lu Yanmu in the study heard this voice, he frowned slightly, and pressed his brows helplessly. This girl always likes to do such things, as if she is always energetic and not tired.

However, although it was a bit noisy, it was enough to break the boring days of the past.

While thinking, the sound of "Da Da" has come to the door, and then the door was opened and a furry head was inserted.

"Lu Yanmu, are you working again?" Qing Mang poked his head in and asked.

"Yeah." Lu Yanmu's eyes fell on the document, and he faintly responded.

"Then will I bother you?" Qing Mang said softly with a small face.

"Yes." Lu Yanmu didn't lift his head, and dropped a word directly, ruthlessly blocking what she wanted to say next.

Qing Mang: "..."

It seems that the plot shouldn't be developed in this way, shouldn't you say not to disturb? Forget it.

Without worrying about his indifference too much, Qing Mang had already entered, and then closed the door again, walked up to him in threes or twos, and poked his head to see what he was looking at.

Well, it's another pile of files that she would have a headache when she read it.

He took the pen in his hand and turned it between his fingers, leaning against the arm of his chair, and said casually, "Lu Yanmu, do you often work, do you feel bored."

"No." Lu Yanmu quite treated her as air.

Seeing his reaction like this, Qing Mang sighed faintly, knowing that this man was not easy to fool, and it was really like this.

"I want to go out for a stroll, do you want to be together?" Qing Mang's little hand grabbed his sleeve, and said a little coquettishly.

Lu Yanmu lowered his eyes and glanced at that simple little hand, and paused for a while, "What do you want to do?"

Qing Mang pouted, "I didn't want to do anything, but it's been a long time since I went shopping with you."

In fact, they have never been peaceful and getting along, either being super or preparing to quarrel.

She wanted to keep a beautiful appearance while she was young. In retrospect, it should be a happy memory.

Lu Yanmu finally moved his gaze from the document to Qing Mang's body, looked at that small face, and frowned slightly, "Where do you want to go shopping?"

As soon as Qing Mang heard this, he burst into a smile, "Just walk around the Suyuan Garden. The flowers in the garden are blooming just right. I haven't come back for a week. I really want to see it."

Lu Yanmu lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then looked at her green eyes, and sighed helplessly when she saw that she looked expectant.

Finally put down the pen in her hand, put her hand on her shoulder, and said faintly: "Let's go."