You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

"Knock..." There was an almost inaudible knock on the door, and Lu Yanmu frowned, his face covered with a thin layer of frost.

There has always been an unwritten rule in Suyuan, that is, in Lu Yanmu's study room, no one can set foot except Song Yuan and a few close men.

Song Yuan had just left, and couldn't think of a second person who could come to him.

After Qing Mang, who was standing outside the door, knocked on the door, he could not hear his answer for a long time, and he simply pushed the door directly in.

She stood outside the door, lowered her head, and asked softly, "Lu Yanmu, are you free?"

Lu Yanmu, who was sitting at the desk, saw her passing by with a hint of surprise, and closed the contract he was looking at, "Well, come in."

Qing Mang raised his head, as if made up his mind, and walked to him, "I want to talk to you."

Lu Yanmu seemed to have expected that she would find him, and put the pen in his hand, "Say, what do you want to talk about?"

After all, you can't help but want to take the initiative to spread it out?

There must be a reason for her abnormality, but he still doesn't know the reason for her abnormality.

"Do you think that I have been a little abnormal since yesterday, like a different person?" Qing Mang saw the confusion in his eyes, and did not intend to hide it, and straight to the point.

In front of him, any careful exercise will be seen through, but it is easier and more effective to spread everything out.

Lu Yanmu leaned back in his chair, looking at her without talking.

Qingmang met his gaze, and his heart felt a little jerk. Knowing his two lives, he was still unable to understand his character.

"Perhaps you don't believe me. During the period when I was kidnapped and unconscious, I seemed to have experienced another life, another life of me. Because of my ignorance, I missed you and finally ruined everything with my own hands."

"Everything in the dream is so real, so real that it is so clear even when I die. After I wake up, I am afraid that I will follow the same path. I don't want to experience that feeling again, I don't want to bear it again...

Speaking of the feelings of the previous life, she felt her clenched hands trembling, and bursts of coolness rose from the soles of her feet and poured it out completely.

Lu Yanmu was sitting on the chair. When she was talking, she didn't let the slightest change in her expression. That feeling didn't seem to be deliberately pretended.

Qing Mang slowly turned behind him, stretched out his arms around his neck, "I know you mind everything I did before, mind my deception, my disappointment, but think about it in another way, if you are often caught Look, there is no freedom, can you bear it? Like your possession..."

"You were mine!" Lu Yanmu said when she said about the belongings, and answered very firmly, leaving no room for it.

Gu Qingmang froze for a moment, and he secretly said to himself: If you say this, let me go on saying that. Hey.

But for those who have lived a lifetime, this little thing is not a problem at all.

"But I want to be like a normal high school girl, have a good relationship with you, get along with a normal couple, date, hold hands, kiss. Not like now, do you understand?" Qing Mang hugged his neck , Said softly.

Combined with her previous life experience, she knew that Lu Yanmu couldn't stand her the most.

Almost invisible, he sighed, stretched out his hand and pressed his eyebrows, and was silent for a while before Lu Yanmu said, "So what do you want to do?"