You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Regarding things that Lu Yanmu didn't want to say, Qingmang would not break the casserole to the end, and she would not want to know everything about Lu Yanmu.

"Well, let's come over to see Grandpa next time." Qing Mang clapped his hands and spoke with a rather relaxed tone.

Lu Yanmu nodded faintly, hum, as indifferently as always.

Qing Mang has become accustomed to this way of getting along, and didn't say anything to let him go. Anyway, it's not for her alone, but for the rest of the people. What's worse, the rest of them have to suffer inexplicably. snowstorm.

Two people stood beside the asphalt iron gate, and the creeper was about to surround the entire gate. It was lush and looked extremely vital.

Qing Mang pulled Lu Yanmu's hand and pointed to the creeper next to him, "How about we also plant a creeper at the door?"

To be honest, the old houses of the Republic of China, which were originally quaint buildings, are so embellished by the creeper, they look more beautiful and add a bit of flavor.

Lu Yanmu glanced with the corner of the light, frowned slightly, and a trace of disapproval crossed his eyes, but he said, "Just plant it if you like it."

With a smile on Qing Mang's face, her little hand was wrapped around Lu Yanmu's arm, and she felt inexplicably refreshing.

This inexplicable feeling of being pampered is very refreshing.

The servants who followed took a look at each other, and it didn't seem appropriate to plant creeper in the Suyuan Garden. No matter how you looked at it, it seemed very strange. It can only be said that the third master of their family really loves this Miss Gu.

Since getting in the car, Qing Mang's hand hasn't been released, and he has been holding Lu Yanmu's arm, as if he would disappear if he let it go. Lu Yanmu is used to her behavior, but she also let her go.

"Lu Yanmu, is my performance okay just now?" Qing Mang's little hand squeezed the corner of his clothes, playing casually and opening his mouth.

"Well, it's okay." Lu Yanmu responded with a rare lazy voice.

Qing Mang was a little surprised when he heard the sound, but when he didn't expect that he would have this kind of sound, he looked at him again, couldn't help but laughed out, holding his face in his hand, and said slightly wittyly: "You There are actually such cute moments?"

When Qing Mang's hand touched Lu Yanmu, he frowned slightly, sternly said, "Let go!"

"I don't!" Qing Mang pouted a small mouth, very naughty.

Qing Mang knew that no one had dared to do this to him so far, she was definitely the first one, and naturally the last one. Not to mention holding his face, even if he is three steps away from him, he dare not dare.

But speaking of it, Lu Yanmu has developed this character and has a great relationship with the old man. Both of them have such a temper that can kill people if they don't agree.

But relatively speaking, the old man is a long-standing afterthought, while Lu Yanmu is deeply attacking people's hearts.

Lu Yanmu grasped her little hand and pulled it down, and directly imprisoned her hand firmly, unable to move at all, Qing Mang was also helpless about this.

This disparity in power is really too great, and it is not something that can be solved overnight.

But when it comes to strength, she is still very curious. After the college entrance examination, who taught her, according to Lu Yanmu's possessive control, she will definitely not let other men teach her, not even Song Yuan, so With this exclusion, Lu Yanmu is the rhythm of teaching himself?

Lu Yanmu personally taught, um, what to do, I feel so excited to think about it.