You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Before, Qing Mang would stay with him because of his compulsion. Every day, she wanted to leave him and go to Zhao Xiyuan. Wherever she could care about him, even if he was sick, her first thought was not to care about his condition. But thinking about how to escape under his supervision.

Now she would actually take the initiative to care about whether he had a rest, this kind of change made him somewhat unexpected.

No matter whether she was hiding something for a certain purpose, at this time, he really couldn't help but want to sink.

He lowered his head and kissed on the cherry lips, first lightly pecked, then slowly turned into a slightly punishing kiss, and finally spoke slowly and firmly in her ear, "Qingmang, you better lie to me not to know!" "Then her head rested on her thigh, she closed her eyes and started to sleep.

This time, it was Qing Mang with a dumb face, touched her lips, slightly stinging, and then looked at Lu Yanmu on her leg. She was a little caught off guard for this change.

What kind of situation is this? She was obviously angry, but how did she become punished in the end?

Moreover, Lu Yanmu had certain requirements for the sleeping environment, otherwise he would not be able to fall asleep, and it originated from his childhood, even those close to him would be fortified.

In the past, when he was in front of her, he would never just sleep on her body like this. What's going on today, just sleep on her lap like this.

Staring at that handsome face, she could only sigh, Lu Yanmu's mind was too deep, she really couldn't figure it out.

Qing Mang sighed inwardly, looking at the scenery along the way outside, it seemed to be a little different.

Maybe it's because of him, maybe it's because, now everything is going according to my own expectations.

Everything that I missed in my previous life must be brought back one by one in this life.

After arriving at Suyuan, Lu Yanmu slept soundly. Qing Mang looked at his face in amazement. In her previous life, she didn't like this face. She never found it good-looking, or even disgusted it, but now she looks good no matter how she looks.

I couldn't help but stretched out his hand to stroke his face, and said softly, "Lu Yanmu, here it is."

Lu Yanmu, who had closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, with a cold light in his eyes, which was slightly softer after seeing Gu Qingmang.

Sit up, closed his eyes, stretched out his hand and pressed his eyebrows, opened his eyes again, and his eyes were full of clarity.

"Yeah." Lu Yanmu responded, and naturally took the schoolbag from her and got out of the car.

Qing Mang paused when he opened half of the car door, and stared at his extremely smooth movement.

Walking inside with him behind him, Qing Mang looked at him in his suit and leather shoes, as if he looked like a man of wealth and noble, noble, noble, cold, and alienated to the point of inhumanity, so he took a pink schoolbag in his hand.

Well, this man seems to look more beautiful, the more he looks, the more he likes it. He walked forward quickly and took his arm, with almost invisible intimacy.

The moment she took her arm, Lu Yanmu's expression froze almost invisible, and then returned to nature. Because of the girl's infection, there was a rare softness on her face that was always indifferent and alienated all the year round.

Song Yuan, who was behind them, had been unbelievable from the beginning to the present, and honestly sent the documents that Lu Yanmu had brought back to the study.

He had a strange feeling inexplicably, Miss Gu's attitude towards San Ye was a bit unexpected, feeling that she had never had before.