You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Qing Mang was thinking about things in his heart. He didn't hear what he was saying. He just heard what he was saying, and subconsciously responded, "Well, good."

When he looked at a staircase, he suddenly had an idea, so let him roll down the staircase.

For such a long and steep slope, it should always be knocked out. If she didn't hurt her leg, she just pretended to step on it accidentally when she checked it.

Seeing that she was absent-minded, Song Yuan was a little puzzled as to whether she didn't speak any more, then turned around and walked back, wanting to go back to the house to see if Lu Yanmu had something to say.

Qing Mang heard the sound of Song Yuan's footsteps behind him, turned around and shouted: "Stop, where are you going?"

Song Yuan was trembling with the sudden fright of Qing Mang. This might seem to be a little big. He turned around and looked at her, somewhat confused and said, "I'm going back to the house."

"Who let you go?" She was still standing here, and Song Yuan abandoned her and went back?

Song Yuan forced a face, didn't he just say it? I promised it well...how did I forget it when I turned my head?

"I... I just said it, you also said it..." Song Yuan expressed a little aggrieved.

Hmm...After he had reminded me like this, Qing Mang seemed to remember that when she was thinking, she did hear Song Yuan speak, but she didn't know what she was talking about.

"Um... Well, I suddenly thought that there was something to tell you, so come with me." Qing Mang ignored this matter directly, saying that he did not want to entangle with him on this matter.

If you wait for Lu Yanmu to come out to look for him and see her staying with Song Yuan for so long, I don't know if you will think more.

"Huh?" Song Yuan was a little dazed, what do you want to explain to him? He felt very confused.

However, when Qing Mang opened his mouth, he couldn't refuse. To a certain extent, Qing Mang already represented Lu Yanmu, the mistress of Suyuan, and the future young wife of Lu's family.

"Okay." Song Yuan simply replied.

Qing Mang walked ahead, thinking in his heart, what kind of posture would he use to get Song Yuan down, so that he would not appear very deliberate?

A person like Song Yuan knew better than anyone in his heart. He knew exactly what he wanted to do, and he knew clearly what he wanted to do.

If there is something wrong, he can definitely detect it, it's just a question of whether or not to say it.

Of course, when Lu Yanmu was in front of him, he would definitely not say anything, because he knew that according to the current situation, Lu Yanmu would not believe that she would deliberately injure Song Yuan.

To say that it was her for no reason would make Lu Yanmu a little skeptical, but more often it would be susceptible to Song Yuansheng.

Song Yuan is his person, and she is Lu Yanmu's woman. Between brothers and women, they tend to be more inclined to women than brothers. Song Yuan understood this better.

When Qing Mang was thinking about it, the two people had already reached the stairs. Qing Mang glanced at Song Yuan who was behind the diagonally with his left light, and made a vague calculation in his heart.

Detecting the distance visually, if Song Yuan was squeezed down by pretending to fall down accidentally, it seemed that it was okay, no matter how bad she was, she would roll down. However, going down, I guess it hurts.

Qing Mang looked at the distance, then looked at the front, his heart was full, and he was also willing to go.

She should be thankful that it was stiletto sandals, and she wrestled on stones, which was justified.