You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Seeing the character of a child like Qing Mang, Lu Yanmu pressed his eyebrows helplessly, with a look of helplessness, dare to feel that he really raised a daughter, and he had already entered the role of a father at a young age.

"Perhaps he is busy with things." Lu Yanmu patiently excused Gu Lin.

Not everyone can reply to messages in time, and they cannot reply in time. To a large extent, it is because there is something busy, not intentionally not.

"But I haven't returned after such a long time. In the past, Brother Gu would reply to me in time." Qing Mang pouted and said somewhat unhappy.

She naturally knew that it was impossible for everyone to be like Lu Yanmu to her. Every time she looked for him, she would reply in seconds. She was already very patient, but sometimes she would really care about these things.

What to do? I really care about the people I care about, and I will pay attention to whether they care about me from time to time.

All the hard work, the final result, is to get the same return, if not, she would not waste so much time and energy on others.

"Qingmang, not everyone always takes you at heart, do you know?" Lu Yanmu saw Qingmang's care and patiently enlightened her, wanting her to know some things, it is indeed so realistic.

Although he didn't mind that Qingmang could rely on him for the rest of his life, he still had to know something.

Qingmang's little hand grabbed the corner of his sleeve and kept pulling it down, as if to vent his dissatisfaction.

"Of course I know this, but sometimes I just care about others' attitudes towards myself, but there is no way to control it." Qing Mang's voice was weak, and it was obviously unhappy.

She understands the truth, but sometimes it is not so useful when used on her own. If all the principles can be applied to oneself after understanding, there will not be so many depressions in the world.

Lu Yanmu paused for a while, knowing that Qing Mang was arrogant. She knew everything about the reason, but now she just wanted to brush her temper in front of him.

Yes, he doesn't talk about any major principles anymore. Anyway, the final result is the same. After Qing Mang gets over it, he will know that what he is thinking about now is that he is putting pressure on himself.

Qing Mang sat on his lap, saw that he was silent, pouted and poked his abdomen, "Why are you not talking? Do you think I'm annoying?"

Humph, sure enough, men are all big trotters.

"Hey..." Lu Yanmu sighed very hard. Some didn't know what to do with Qingmang. There was a consciousness that whether he said or not he was wrong.

"What do you want me to say? Call and scold Gu Lin?" Lu Yanmu glanced at her, and said casually, which was a clarification for her.

"It's better to be like this." Qing Mang grabbed his clothes once, like a child making a tantrum at an adult.

Lu Yanmu probably got the temper of Qingmang. When he is sensible, he is more sensible and mature than anyone else. Once he becomes naive, he will be like a child.

But fortunately, Qingmang will not cry and make a lot of noise like a child, otherwise it will really be a headache.

"Okay, I called and scolded him, I dared to leave you so coldly." Lu Yanmu said helplessly.

He believed that if he didn't say that, Qing Mang would definitely push the matter to him.