You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Over ten years? ! Qing Mang only felt that this number of years was indeed quite a long time. No wonder Song Yuan looked young and mature, not at all what a young man should have.

Having been with Lu Yanmu for so long, even if it is an offensive temperament, he has to be forced to become young and mature.

There is no way. Lu Yanmu's iceberg and harsh temperament, if he doesn't do everything well, it may be difficult to survive under his hands, and he will not survive a day at all, so he will be thrown into the sea to feed the sharks.

When she had seen Lu Yanmu most patient, when she was facing herself, she was so gentle that she didn't want it. Thinking about it, I feel very happy.

Outside it is cold and frosty, no matter who it is, in front of him is the appearance of death in front of those close to him, and the unforgivable killing of those touching. But when she was in front of her, she changed her face completely, just as gentle as she could pinch water out.

She is very pleased with this contrast.

As a man, no matter how good he is outside, he is not necessarily capable of fighting in all directions. But in front of his own woman, being able to put down his body is the most powerful.

Qing Mang stretched out his hand and patted Song Yuan's shoulder, and spoke earnestly, "You have been with San Ye for so long, but do you have any comments?"

Song Yuan was dumbfounded by Qing Mang. He didn't know what medicine she was selling in the gourd, but felt a little uncertain.

Both of them have the same temper. When in front of the third master, he needs to guess. In front of Gu Qingmang, he still has to guess who he has offended, and he will suffer the torture of the two.

"Does Miss Qingmang want to ask something?" Song Yuan looked at Gu Qingmang, and asked a little bit of resentment.

Qing Mang raised his eyebrows and spoke lazily: "No, there is nothing to ask, just chat, don't be so nervous, it makes me feel like you are going to be you."

Is she that scary? Isn't it a very common chat? Do you want to be so nervous, as if you are facing an enemy?

Song Yuan glanced at Qingmang with a faint resentment, and she looked like she had a calm look on her face, but he was a little nervous in his heart and didn't know what she wanted to do.

The expression was a bit resentful, and the tone was faintly spoken: "Miss Qingmang, do you know that you are similar to Sanye, and you speak like a life-threatening one."

He often confronted the third master, but when he was quiet, he had to confront Gu Qingmang. This life was really exciting.

Against Song Yuan’s grievances, Qing Mang’s expression was much more relaxed, glanced at him faintly, and said, "Um...you mean, the third master will kill you? You are not afraid that the third master will just lift you off to Africa. ?"

As soon as Qing Mang said this, Song Yuan had a bitter face, as if bitter gourd juice could be squeezed out of his face, "Miss Qing Mang, do you bear it?"

Seeing Song Yuan's appearance, Qing Mang felt very pitiful, as if he was always squeezed.

Are she and Lu Yanmu that scary? She felt that she was still quite gentle.

As for Lu Yanmu, he was probably too gentle in front of her, and he had forgotten his previous appearance.

Qing Mang stretched out his hand and patted Song Yuan’s shoulder, with a solemn expression on his face, and said faintly: “Young people must first suffer from their minds, their muscles and bones, their bodies are hungry, their bodies are emptied, and their behavior is disturbed. So tempted to forbearance, I was unable to benefit from it."