You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

"Bring me back, how decent you are!" The old man yelled, his voice raised a little, quite serious.

When Qing Mang saw that there was something wrong with this posture, how could the grandfather and grandson quarrel as soon as they met? This is no one.

Stopped and stood on the spot, pulled Lu Yanmu's hand, and motioned him to be softer. When he met the old man, he was not convinced. Is it true that only in front of her will he be gentle and considerate?

Before Qing Mang could speak, Yan Qiu on the side opened his mouth and said relievedly: "Grandpa, you first calm down, A Mu didn't mean that." Then he looked up at Lu Yanmu and said softly: "A Mu, grandpa recently You’re not feeling well, don’t be angry with Grandpa."

Lu Yanmu stopped his feet, looked sideways at the green mansions, and then at the old man, his expression was faint, and he couldn't see any reaction.

Qing Mang pulled his sleeves lightly and said in a low voice, "Lu Yanmu, it's the first time I came here and want to make a good impression."

Lu Yanmu glanced at her lightly, then turned around and sat back.

Qing Mang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. This man is really arrogant enough to be so arrogant to the old man, where can't he be arrogant.

When the old man saw Lu Yanmu sitting back, he snorted, his face was obviously unhappy, but because of his face, he didn't say much, but his beard showed that he was angry.

Qing Mang was not sure about the old man's temperament, so he didn't dare to talk more, so as not to make the old man even more unhappy, but Lu Yanmu was a boring gourd again, and would not take the initiative to speak, the atmosphere was so cold.

I don't know if there are these two icebergs. The atmosphere in the hall is extremely dull. It seems that there are countless shadows of swords and swords running around, and they will be accidentally injured if they are not careful.

Sitting next to Lu Yanmu, Qing Mang really didn't know what to say. Yan Qiu was busy doing things for himself, occasionally pouring tea for the old man, peeling a few grapes, and calmly.

Qing Mang glanced at Lu Yanmu, then at Old Man Lu, and found that the two men were really the same, the same cold and proud, and refused to bow their heads first.

When the iceberg hit the iceberg, it is estimated that only the sinking part was left.

"Grandpa, when Sanye finishes this time, Sanye will come back to the old house to see you more. I heard Sanye say that Grandpa played very well in chess. I don't know if I have the honor to play a game with Grandpa." Qing Mang With a smile on his face, he opened his mouth to break the dullness of the house.

The old man glanced at Qingmang, a little disbelief, "You? You can play chess?"

Qing Mang smiled, "It's just a little bit of fur, it's probably less than one-tenth of my grandfather's, but he likes to play chess and thinks about life while playing chess."

In the previous life, I was not interested in anything. I only liked playing chess. When I was fine, I liked to think about it. I didn't dare to say that the chess skill was better than the average person. But when I met the old man, it was really hard to say.

But at the moment, I can only rely on this to be close to the old man.

"Okay, wait a while when you have time, and play a game of chess to kill a few rounds." When it comes to playing chess, the old man's expression has finally slowed down, and it looks much smoother.

Qing Mang nodded with a smile on his face, trying to pretend that he didn't understand anything, "I have to ask Grandpa to show mercy later."

The ancients did not deceive me, starting from hobbies, it was more reliable than anything.