You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Xu Mo originally wanted to sit down next to Lu Yanmu, but as soon as he opened the chair, he felt a slightly chilly eyes looking at him.

It's cold! Xu Mo didn't even need to look at it to know that it was from the third brother's eyes, only he was so cold.

Silently pushed the chair that was pulled out, okay, okay, he knew that this man was left for Gu Qingmang, he could not leave. Going to the opposite of Lu Yanmu and sitting down, he stretched out his hand and took a bun and took a bite.

Pretending to be careless, he said: "Brother, you have not said it, we are very curious. The more you don't, the more curious we are."

Lu Yanmu was so graceful that he took a piece of toast, dipped it with blueberry sauce, and smeared it on it. He took a bite elegantly, without some sauce, and replied with disapproval: "Huh? So?"

Xu Mo: "..."

Well, I knew it would be such a result. It was basically impossible to ask something out of the third brother's mouth.

Gu Qingmang would not say that although this kind of thing has basically become an unsolved case, well, as long as the third brother is doing well, Gu Qingmang no longer makes trouble frequently, they are willing to open one eye and close one eye.

Love this kind of thing, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, since they are not annoying, then go to trouble yourself, just hope that you don't come out to make troubles from time to time.

Xu Mo had nothing to say, Lu Yanmu naturally wouldn't ask for a word on his own. The two of them just sat across from each other and ate by themselves.

One is pure and noble and cold, and the other is unruly, but it has a special taste.

Qing Mang lingered for a long time before he changed his clothes. After washing a little, after thinking about it, he wiped something on his face, and then walked slowly downstairs.

When he first arrived on the stairs, Qing Mang saw the two people sitting opposite each other and eating. It seemed to be pleasing to the eye. If he could eat and sleep in front of this face for the rest of his life, he would feel very happy after thinking about it.

But she is not greedy, as long as Lu Yanmu is enough, as for Xu Mo, whoever likes it, it's worthless.

If Xu Mo knew that Qing Mang thought so, he would definitely run to her and fight her, even though he couldn't fight Qing Mang.

When he heard the movement behind, Lu Yanmu probed the grain porridge that had been previously prepared with his hands, and then pushed to a seat next to him.

Qing Mang naturally took the seat next to Lu Yanmu and sat down, took a sip of the porridge on the table, and felt it tasted good inexplicably.

Feeling that the atmosphere on the dining table was a little strange, Qing Mang glanced at Lu Yanmu, then at Xu Mo, and found it strange, but he couldn't tell why.

"Why haven't you returned?" He took a sip of porridge with green vegetables and asked casually.

As soon as Xu Mo heard this, there was a feeling of dislike, and he said in a bad tone: "Why, I can't be here anymore?"

Qing Mang glanced at his mouth, "That's not true, it's just that you didn't bother to go back, it's a bit strange."

When Xu Mo came before, when did he not clamor to go back? This time he was so behaved, and he didn't make any noise anymore.

It doesn't look like his style at all, or it's just a bad brain.

Xu Mo expressed his grievances about this, why is he so disgusted? fall! I don't want to come anymore.

"Gu Qingmang, you ungrateful person, I just got you back last night, so are you so to the savior?" Xu Mo said with a stern face, very dissatisfied.