You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

After Qing Mang barely calmed his mind, he glanced at Lin Suqing next to him, sneaked to the bathroom and closed the door, and then pressed the answer button.

"Hmm...Aren't you busy..." Qing Mang was a little guilty, and he was not confident in speaking.

I had known that I shouldn't have teased him, as it turned out he was carrying the pot.

"In a meeting." Lu Yanmu followed his usual simple and clear style and spoke without muddling.

Listening to the cold and unfeeling words, Qing Mang expressed frustration. He didn't understand what he was thinking in his heart at all, and even called her so openly in the meeting.

"Then I won't disturb you in the meeting, you continue, I'll hang up first." Qing Mang's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and he was still a little bit embarrassed when talking to him.

"Cough." Lu Yanmu let out a clear cough, and was so scared that Qingmang put it to his ear again, not daring to hang it.

"I'm here." Qing Mang returned this sentence almost subconsciously.

Lu Yanmu tapped his index finger on the table, and the deep eyes softened inexplicably, "Didn't you say you miss me?"

As soon as he brought three points of petting words, the company executive with his head down all the way suddenly raised his head and looked at Lu Yanmu. The expression on his face was as if he had heard some fantasy, and he was so shocked that he couldn't help himself.

Is there a problem with their ears? Why did I hear the gentleness that their president has never had before?

Is this still a cold and unkind president for thousands of years? How can this tender expression be so terrifying if you are petting.

Lu Yan, Mu Ying's eyes narrowed, and he noticed that the senior executives with the status of Transcendence lowered their heads. Okay, I don't know anything.

Qing Mang leaned against the bathroom, holding a mobile phone in his hand, with a look of lovelessness on his face.

Who is she, where is she, what did she do?

How could she play with Lu Yanmu if she didn't die.

Thinking of Lu Yanmu's last words to pick her up after get off work, she had the urge to hit the wall with her head.

Asking his old man to come and pick her up was really overkill.

But is this a first step? The relationship between her and Lu Yanmu seemed to be less tense.

Thinking of this level, the original nervous mood disappeared instantly.

What to do, she seemed a little looking forward to seeing him this afternoon.

"Qing Mang, why are you so happy all afternoon?" Lin Suqing propped his head on the table, looking at Qing Mang who was inexplicably excited and happy since he answered the call.

It was a bit strange to see her bumping the math counts of three years of high school into her schoolbag and stuffing a lot of test papers in it.

This look seems to be the rhythm of going out.

Qing Mang packed his things and heard her questioning, he paused in his hand, "Um... I'm going out to chat with men."

"Ah..." Lin Suqing let out an ah, and the pen in his hand fell on the table with a slightly horrified expression.

Qing Mang looked back at her when he heard the voice, then laughed out loud, "Why are you so cute?"

Lin Suqing realized that Gu Qingmang was teasing her, flushing all of a sudden, "You have fun, I don't care about you."

It's really annoying to tease her about this kind of thing.

But seeing her so calm, even if Gu Qingmang went out to play, she should go home instead of going out to fool around as the outside said.

But when it comes to the topic of going home, she doesn't seem to hear Qing Mang calling home, and she doesn't know where her home is. If something happens at school, she doesn't know where to find someone.