You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

"Are you sure you can?" Xu Mo had known them for so long, and it was the first time to see him out of control. It was a bit scary.

Qing Mang glanced at him faintly, "If you can solve it, do you still need to find me?"

The implication is that it is not that they have no choice but to come over and clean up the mess. If there is a way, I won't find her.

She knew in her heart that the few of them didn't really like her, and calling her over was nothing but helplessness.

Xu Mo was silenced by Qingmang's remarks. If they could solve it, they would definitely not be called Gu Qingmang. This is a fact.

"Forget it, we'll all go out first." Ji Jinchen patted Xu Mo on the shoulder and motioned for them to go first.

Xu Mo glanced at the green light, then at Lu Yanmu, sighed quietly, pulled up the girl who had been kneeling on the ground, and went out together.

Ji Jinchen greeted the rest of the people who had been frightened and went out. Seeing the performance of the third brother tonight, this group of people would never want to eat or chat with the third brother in the future.

Xu Mo, this fellow, must not easily believe him in the future. Before he came, he said that there were so many people around, and he felt that it would not be a good thing. As expected, tonight was an uneasy night.

Knowing this was the result, he would definitely not bring the third brother over.

When I was leaving, I glanced at Gu Qingmang, and saw that her face was indifferent, she was not afraid at all, and she changed her slightly inexplicably.

After all, when the third brother is angry, he is not necessarily a big man.

After everyone went out, Qing Mang took two steps forward, but didn't get too close. One or two steps away, he softly shouted: "Lu Yanmu..."

At this time, Lu Yanmu seemed to have completely lost his reason, and she didn't know if she could still hear her, but the only thing she could be sure of was that Lu Yanmu would not do anything to her.

Lu Yanmu frowned slightly when he understood Qingmang's voice when he was in a state of anger, but his eyes were still lackluster and bloodthirsty cold.

This subtle performance fell in Qing Mang’s eyes, and there seemed to be a breakthrough, and he continued to speak: "Lu Yanmu, I am Qing Mang, I’m here to take you home, do you miss me? If you miss me , Can you just nod your head?" Qing Mang moved closer and said softly.

When he heard the word Qingmang, Lu Yanmu regained his senses slightly, "Qingmang?"

Qing Mang moved over slowly, slowly reaching out to hug him, leaning his head on his back, "I am Qing Mang, do you remember it?"

Qingmang didn't dare to use too much force when he hugged him, for fear that he would resent her touch at this time because of the matter just now.

"Lu Yanmu, it's so late, okay if we go home? I'll be worried if we go back too late." Qing Mang softened his voice and went to smooth his fur.

Although Lu Yanmu looked scary, but when he mentioned himself, he started to soften inexplicably. I really don't know whether to say that she was really the catastrophe of his fate, and to take her too seriously so easily.

"Lu Yanmu, shall we go home?" Perceiving that the chill on his body had faded, Qingmang wrapped his arms around his waist, turned a little, and leaned his head directly on his chest, using a coquettish tone.

In order to coax Lu Yanmu, she really lost everything in her morals. With such a pretending voice, she got goose bumps.